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September 2009
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Taylor: April 2008 ArchivesUpdate: Dino dung sells for $1,000. Get your petrified poop while it's hot ... err ... not! It might seem a little (represses urge to puke) eccentric, but a giant pile of dinosaur dung is heading to an auction block in New York, the Associated Press reports. Any bidders?
Note to self: Do not make international calls at the behest of beasts. I know this might come as a shock, but if you get an urgent text message from a "G. Raffe" or "Anna Conda," it might ... just might ... be a prank.
You know, life as a Star Wars nerd is hard enough without drunken strangers interrupting your backyard lightsaber fights. Just ask England's Barney Jones and his cousin, Michael. They were getting their force on fifth-grade-style in their back yard in front of the camera--battling for intergalactic dork domination, no doubt -- when some drunk guy with a trash bag on his head crashed their party, News.com.au reports. It was Drunk Vader. (Cue the scary music) Sad because you can't get a date? You need to make yourself more attractive to the opposite sex. A good way to do that is to put on your goth gear and frantically stuff your face full of black noodles in front of a crowd of commiserating lonely hearts. Wait ... err ... we mean bad. A bad way to do that. Sorry. But a bunch of South Koreans who consider themselves unlucky in love ignored our advice ate the inky noodles with haste this week, Reuters reports. They were celebrating "Black Day." Your postal worker is prepared to deal with rain. He can definitely handle heat and fog. And not even dark of night can keep him away. But throw a wild turkey in the mix and you can fugghedaboudit. Turkeys are like kryptonite to the mailman. Don't blame me -- I'm just a dead guy! If you're ever busted burgling a funeral home in Spain, the cops are probably not going to mistake you for a corpse unless you are, in fact, deceased. But unfortunately for a 23-year-old dude in Burjassot (but happily for this blog) he wasn't scared to death when he was caught breaking into the Crespo Funeral Home. He was just scared stupid. Dead serious.
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