That’s a pretty big call. I know. Alright then, I’ll hedge my bets. He’ll definitely murder either Daniel Radcliffe or JK Rowling. After long, protracted periods of stalking, high court judgments, and coincidental midnight run-ins on apartment stair wells, this here guy will eventually figure out that he has been jilted. And he will be pissed off.
In an incident that the Catholic Church will almost certainly deem a great work of faith, Italian New Years celebrator Darco Sangermano sneezed a miracle.
I don’t know how to feel about this. I loved Fight Club the way you love an eccentric uncle; it was weird and it stank of smoke and made people feel uncomfortable, but it was awesome. The fact that it’s director, David Fincher wants to revisit it is great; the whole ‘musical’ angle is where I start panicking.
UK student, Edward Woollard, has been sentenced to two years and eight months behind bars for violent disorder. What kind of violent disorder, you might ask? The kind of violent disorder that sees you lob a large fire extinguisher at the potentially mushy heads of policemen eight stories below you. And he got very close. Watch the video after the break.
If you’re planning a trip to Acapulco Mexico in the hopes of getting into the Mexican drug-trade, it’s best that you have a rethink; as it appears that the drug cartels in Mexico really are as horrifically and creatively violent as they are on TV.
If you’re big into conspiracy theories about how the United Stated government spends its time covering up the dastardly deeds that it commits, perhaps it’s time for a rethink. It appears that the US government can’t even keep secret their plan to stop their secrets from getting leaked.
Here we have a video of a small creek in an obscure part of Queensland, Australia, transforming from a benign trickle into a hellish monster comprised chiefly of speed, water, mud, and cars from this office’s parking lot. The footage is intense, but the awesome Australian accents are pretty distracting.
This is from the internet, so I can’t promise that it’s real – but I hope it is. I really do. Apparently this guy got fired from a Domino’s pizza chain for walking in drunk or otherwise chemically affected and the results – well. Read the termination letter yourself, I beg you. It’s beautiful.
A laboratory in Israel is spending its research grant on the very creepy task of harvesting the tears of sad women. According to Shani Gelstein, scientist and tear collector, men found pictures of women less sexually attractive just after smelling the tears of women.
The folks at the Super Top Secret advertising firm are taking any Ed Hardy or Affliction t-shirt you send them and donating the clothing to the homeless. We like to keep our bird/stone ratio pretty solid here at 2ov, so the possibility of lowering the global douchebag quotient and helping out the lower-income brackets appeals.
I know, I was surprised too. Some dudes in Canada decided to hurl a couple of bottles of flouroscein into the Goldstream River, turning the whole thing bright flouro green. Way to one-up the Old Testament, Canada. I thought you guys were supposed to be nice.
Paul Mason, once the most grossly obese man on the planet, wants to sue Britain’s National Health Service for “letting him grow”. At one stage Mason weighed in at very nearly 410 Kg, but after gastric-bypass surgery the virtually waif-like Mason now weighs 235 Kg.
You probably read in this morning’s spice about the Saffer who played Obama’s mama in a movie and then got busted. Now, we’re used to hearing of Saffers smuggling contraband abroad but never against the backdrop of a movie featuring a young Obama playing albasters. So here, free of charge, is that movie’s trailer. An indie flick. Made in Indo. Starring a model junkie. Compulsory viewing, really.
RIP Gerry Rafferty, composer and performer of the 1978 hit, Baker Street, best known for its iconic sax line.
A Philippino politician may have been among the first people in the world to die in 2011, but that’s not even the most remarkable part of the story. Reynaldo Dagsa of Calacoon City had been woken by his family just in time to celebrate the New Year with them on the street, where fireworks were on display. Moments later, his life ended.
Forbes have released the latest update of the 400 richest people in America, and it read likes a who’s-who of global masonry. Those money-grubbers have a combined worth of $1,37 trillion. Goodness gracious, that must buy a heap of private geography lessons.
Arkansas state suffered two major wildlife anomalies this past weekend. Arkansas residents’ first indication that all was not well with their fauna friends was the mass exodus from the sky of more than four thousand Red Wing Blackbirds. The birds didn’t just land on the ground – they plummeted from the sky, stone dead, at night.
Facebook has been valued at more than $50 billion, which is more than Time Warner. Justin Timberlake probably thinks that’s really cool. The Great Folly Of Zuckerberg cracked the 50 billion mark after raising $500 million in investment from Goldman Sachs, and a Russian company called Digital Sky.
The woman who inspired the Rosie The Riveter/”We Can Do It” WWII allied propaganda poster, Geraldine Doyle, has died at 86 years of age. After WWII, the poster became a feminist standard for independent womanhood. And girl mechanics.
That headline is not misleading in any way. After inventing the game, and then being beaten at it by almost every one of your former colonies, the English regained a small measure of cricketing pride by spanking the Australian cricket team at the MCG. It took all of fifteen minutes to squander their new found dignity.
South Africa has received an official invitation to join the BRIC economic development block, comprised of emerging giants Brazil, Russia, India, and China. In short, we’ve just been called over to the bleachers by the cool kids, and offered a cigarette.
These photographs were shot in 1969, and were uncovered in some inocuous storage unit just last week. They’re a pretty fascinating documentary of a brief period in 1969 when the United States Army Engineer Corps dammed up the falls slightly upstream. It was the first time in thousands of years that the falls had run dry.
There’s a pun in there, but if I’d been the one to write it I’d be forced to punch myself in the face, and that’s relatively difficult. Photographer John Mason has released a series of colour photos depicting Sophiatown’s destruction in ’59; they’re worth checking out on your lunch break. Pretty colours, historical relevance…take your pick.
If someone had told you that the creator of the Simpsons, Matt Groening, and late night talk show king, David Letterman had parodied ANCYL[biters] president, Julius Malema, you would not have believed them.
Walt Disney will be clicking his heels in his grave. Japanese scientists have, by promoting the miscopying of DNA from mice to their progeny, randomly produced a mouse that sings very much like a bird. So what are we aiming for here? Mouse servants? Mouse message couriers? No, not even remotely.
Irish people are generally funny. And I’m allowed to say that, because my mother is Irish. So when someone tells you that you have funny irishmen on your hands, you know that something special is in the offing. Presenting the Rubberbandits, an irish comedic duo from Limerick. And they have a horse outside.
I have feared this for years. What happens if one day you switch off the television, but the McDonalds logo is still burnt into the back of your corneas, and it won’t go away until you buy the Biggest Mac that there ever was? Well, that day is today friends. Sort of. Once in a theatre in Germany.
Independent Newspapers has been providing us with little gems of unintentional wordplay for years now. And when they’re not reporting that X politician has been fingered by Y investigative body (how many times could you withstand that kind of interrogation before you cracked?), they’re making pictorial gaffs. Please enjoy this little piece of joy.
I know – it’s December, you’ve got this big pseudo-Christian consumerist monolith being forced down every available orifice imploring you to spend more money on This New Shiny Thing, and maybe you’re a little sick of that right now. I understand that. But believe me when I say that this is a freaking awesome advert.
826LA is an adorable store that probable has a real-world address in area-code 826, LA, but which also has some awesome, dare-I-say quirky goods on display online – ‘from another time.’ Their Dodo Chow, for instance, 1970s coffee cups, or their Viking Odorant. It’s not exactly tinned unicorn meat, but it’s pretty rad!