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You are viewing the most recent 50 entries October 25th, 200905:43 pm: NO LO ENTIENDO
De verdad, no lo entiendo. Si están divorciados, ¿por qué viven juntos... ? Tags: weird tales
September 2nd, 200904:21 pm: CURSO DE ÉTICA PERIODÍSTICA
Desde que la gente usa ordenadores para escribir, hay un tipo de errores especialmente frecuente: el de "he corregido algo que había puesto pero no he borrado todo lo que debía y al final me ha quedado una cosa rara". He aquí una muestra extremadamente... extrema de esto: Al parecer, ya habían puesto "finally" en muchos titulares, de modo que decidieron cambiarlo por "at last"...  No salió como ellos esperaban, pero la pregunta resultante también tiene su interés La explicación, en detalle: hubo dos ediciones de este periódico en un día. Tras la primera se decidió cambiar el titular (de "finally" a "at last"). El titular ocupaba dos páginas. Sólo cambiaron el titular en la de la derecha. [ Noticia original] Tags: weird tales
August 19th, 200912:45 am: ABS TO DIE FOR
Trabajan en funerarias, pero eso no les impide ni estar buenorros ni sacar calendarios (si los hacen los curas, ¿por qué no ellos?). Lástima que las circunstancias en que se suele conocer a estos tipos no sean precisamente idóneas para el ligoteo. La población se vuelve gorda, los enterradores se ponen fuertotesPágina de los alegres levantamuertos: ¡click!Página en la que hablan de los desesperados intentos -como lo de estos calendarios- de estos mocetones por ser tratados como personas normales: ¡click!Tags: weird tales
July 20th, 200906:16 pm: EL ÚNICO CASO EN QUE ES VÁLIDO TATUARSE EL NOMBRE DE LA PAREJA
 Kelly Hildebrandt y Kelly Hildebrandt, o viceversa Hace ocho meses, Kelly Hildebrandt buscó su propio nombre en Facebook; tan grande era su aburrimiento. Y fue así como supo que en algún lugar del mundo había alguien igual a ella, al menos en el nombre (todos sabemos gracias a Clerks 2 que Kelly es también un nombre de tío, así que no os sorprendáis tanto :-P), y ese alguien era un mozo y ese lugar era Texas, que no pilla tan lejos de su Florida, y ella, en un arrebato juvenil que te cagas, se puso en contacto con él (en plan: "eh, nos llamamos igual, qué jashondo"). Él pensó que era mona, le respondió ("sí que es jashondo, sí")... y así comenzó un tonteo descarado que culminaría en un romántico encuentro en el aeropuerto, y unos pocos meses después, en una petición de mano. Ahora se van a casar porque esto tiene que ser el destino, y lo único que les han recomendado (además de hurgar un poco en sus respectivos árboles genealógicos, por si tuvieran en común alguna rama) es que no llamen Kelly a ninguno de sus vástagos. Que se lo ven venir, y nosotros también. Seguro que hay formas más estúpidas comenzar una relación, pero ahora mismo tengo ésta bastante arriba en el ranking. Lo peor de todo es no me siento capacitada para burlarme demasiado, porque yo también le debo mi mozo al internet... ¡Decidme que no soy la única, que a alguno de vosotros también os ha pasado, que sin conexión nunca habría llegado a haber "conexión"! PD: ¿No es un poco terriblemente confuso eso de que haya nombres que son tanto para hombres como para mujeres? Creo que en español sólo está Reyes, pero en otros lugares hay más (Morgan, por ejemplo). Tags: weird tales
June 30th, 200905:22 pm: EL NACIMIENTO DE UN NUEVO SUPERHÉROE: FANCYMAN
Fancy Man Enjoys TeaYOUNGSTOWN, OH—Jason Baumer, a fancy little gent who is apparently too good to enjoy a regular cup of coffee, drank a cup of tea Sunday.
The fancy man rests a placemat beneath the precious tea to protect his beautiful table from any errant drips.
The 29-year-old web designer prepared and consumed his precious tea, which is imported from some la-di-da foreign country, at about 10:30 a.m with the loving attention of a brittle, shawl-wearing spinster.
"I normally have some Earl Grey in the morning," said Baumer, referring to a kind of tea named after a guy who used to run around England in a powdered wig and fruity tights. "Sometimes I have toast [and jam] too. Or just a bowl of cereal when I'm in a rush."
Instead of simply heating a mug of water in the microwave, Baumer used a hoity-toity copper-bottomed tea kettle, which His Lordship reportedly purchased at Pier One Imports in 2003 for the express purpose of tea-making.
Baumer's beverage is made with the use of a tea bag, a prissy little package of delicately scented, finely shredded leaves wrapped in a thin gauze and festooned with a bright yellow label tied to a string so that the user need not scald her tender digits in the hot water. Baumer, like all the other hens and dandies known to enjoy tea, must "steep" the drink, which is a term for gently lowering the bag into a teacup holding the hot water.
On this occasion, Baumer removed the tea bag from the dainty brew and added one dollop of honey made by his friends the honeybees and a splash of milk straight from his mama's precious teat. But even with these additions, the tea was still too hot for Princess Jason's sensitive mouth, causing him to softly blow on the beverage with his lips pursed together like a little rosebud.
"I like to do the crossword puzzle while I have my tea," said Baumer, making it easy to imagine him wearing a bonnet and a frilly pink dress. "Or listen to the radio."
Our precious baby Baumer makes nearly daily use of his fragile porcelain teacup, which he balances between feeble thumb and forefinger to drink his beverage with prim sips. He often places the cup on a special little plate that goes with the cup. Baumer reportedly loves his tea so much that he knows about all the different kinds. He admitted to drinking a special type of tea at night called "chamomile," which is made out of pretty flowers. According to Baumer, the caffeine in regular tea robs him of his treasured beauty sleep if he drinks it too late in the day.
Those close to the tea-sipper have known about Baumer's refined predilection for hot beverages for years, but shockingly have not ostracized him for it.
"We sometimes have tea when we read the Sunday paper in bed," said Baumer's girlfriend, Laurel Altman, who would not comment on whether Baumer also stages tea parties with an assortment of dolls and teddy bears.
Baumer, as wrapped up as he was in his special soothing drink for old maids, was nevertheless able to make it out to a local park later that morning in order to "enjoy the nice weather before it gets too cold." Yo he dejado un poco de lado el té porque me ha acabado por cansar (siempre tomaba el mismo: Earl Grey, sí), pero hace un par de días pasé por delante de una tienda de tés y salía un olor maravilloso. Creo que la clave está en que me lo preparen, porque como ponga la pava a calentar se me desatan los nervios. Es que nunca sabes cuándo va a empezar a pitar, jo. Tags: weird tales
June 22nd, 200905:05 pm: RECONSTRUYENDO A NATALIA
Medics have warned obsessed Natalia Kazapova to give up plastic surgery after she nearly died having her SIXTH operation to restore her virginity.
Natalia, 30, has undergone the hymen restoration procedure every year as a wedding anniversary present for her husband, Grigory, 33.
Now surgeons in Moscow have ordered her to stop after she nearly died following the latest op, reports Russia's Life.ru news website.
"A serious infection set in and went untreated and she collapsed. She was technically dead but mercifully we were able to revive her. But enough is enough," said one surgeon.
Natalia y su marido Ya sabéis, chicas: cinco está bien, seis ya no. Tags: weird tales
June 8th, 200904:43 pm: PIANOS EN LONDRES
Parece el título de un disco, pero en realidad es lo que hay, o más concretamente es lo que va a haber dentro de unas semanas a disposición de quien lo desee: se colocarán 31 pianos en la calle para que los viandantes puedan sentarse y tocarlos, presumiblemente para sentirse bien consigo mismos disfrutando de la música. O para que los amigos canten canciones de borracho con acompañamiento, yo que sé. "Pues no encuentro el botón de la cocacola"Lo más curioso es que los que ponen los pianos en la calle confían en que la gente no se los va a cargar, e incluso en que los taparán cuando llueva. Eso sí, la confianza tiene un límite y los pondrán encadenados. Yo de lo que tengo ganas últimamente es de tocar una batería, pero de todos modos es posible que me lo piense, que nunca he estado en Londres y de algún modo tengo que compensar el no poder fumar en los pubs en caso de ir. [ Noticia original] Tags: weird tales
April 13th, 200904:04 pm: WOODY HARRELSON PEGA A FOTÓGRAFO; SE EXCUSA DICIENDO QUE PENSÓ QUE ERA UN ZOMBI
Una confusión de lo más normal, claro que sí. Me siento obligada a resaltar algunas cosas en negrita para que no se os pasen por nada del mundo. Woody Harrelson defended his clash with a photographer at a New York airport Wednesday night as a case of mistaken identity -- he says he mistook the cameraman for a zombie.
The TMZ photographer filed a complaint with police claiming the actor damaged his camera and pushed him in the face at La Guardia Airport, according to an airport spokesman. "We're looking into this allegation and if it's warranted, we'll turn it over to the proper authorities," said Port Authority of New York and New Jersey spokesman Ron Marsico.
The photographer, who was not identified, captured the encounter on a small camera after his larger one was broken.
Harrelson, who is being sued by another TMZ photographer for an alleged assault in 2006, did not deny his involvement. "I wrapped a movie called 'Zombieland,' in which I was constantly under assault by zombies, then flew to New York, still very much in character," Harrelson said in a statement issued Friday by his publicist.
"With my daughter at the airport I was startled by a paparazzo, who I quite understandably mistook for a zombie," he said. 
"¡Lo hice!" TMZ.com posted two videos of the incident, including one recorded by the larger camera before it was damaged. The first video shows the photographer following Harrelson and his daughter down an escalator and out of the terminal. It ends with Harrelson apparently reaching for the lens. The second video begins with the photographer accusing Harrelson of breaking his camera. After Harrelson returns the camera to him, a scuffle appears to ensue. "Woody, this is assault. Woody, this is assault," the photographer is heard saying. "Woody, chill out. Would you please chill out?" The photographer continues to follow Harrelson for another four minutes as the actor and his daughter walk to the airport parking lot. At one point, Harrelson again turns toward the cameraman. "I'm being chased by Woody Harrelson while I'm talking to you," the photographer says as he talks to an unidentified person on a cell phone. "He hit me in my face, he broke my friggin' camera, he broke the camera in pieces," he said. Harrelson, his daughter and a driver get inside an SUV and the encounter ends.
In the movie "Zombieland," Harrelson plays "the most frightened person on Earth" looking for refuge from zombies, according to the Internet Movie Database Filming on the movie wrapped in Atlanta, Georgia, on Wednesday, according to director Ruben Fleischer's Web site.
TMZ photographer Josh Levine filed a lawsuit against Harrelson last year for an alleged attack outside a Hollywood nightclub in 2006. Video of that incident, which is also posted on TMZ.com, also appeared to show Harrelson grabbing a camera and clashing with the photographer. Los Angeles prosecutors declined to press charges against the actor, but Levine filed a suit last summer asking for $2.5 million in damages. "Woody Harrelson has a history of anger management issues with people and we intend to put a stop to this," Cyrus Nownejad, Levine's lawyer, said Friday. TMZ is partly owned by AOL, part of CNN's parent company, Time Warner.
Cómo ser Woody Harrelson, en tres pasos: Tags: weird tales
March 16th, 200904:59 pm: SIGNOS INEQUÍVOCOS DE QUE LOS DIOSES TE ODIAN
Tus granos forman la palabra "culo" en tu cara, convirtiéndote básicamente en un caraculo. El resto de su cara probablemente es una sopa de letras, pobre desgraciadito. [ Noticia entera] Tags: weird tales
08:49 am: LADRILLAZO DE VAMPIROS
¿Pensábais acaso que las Crónicas Vampíricas de Anne Rice eran un ladrillo? ¿Os lo pareció con Twilight-comosellameenespañol? ¿O bien os carga más el tema clásico? Pues sabed que el auténtico y genuino ladrillaco vampírico es éste: Véase en el gráfico una cabeza de persona sospechosa de ser vampira, con la solución a sus problemas: un ladrillo entre los dientes. Que no es que haya muerto de forma particularmente violenta y con alto contenido en ladrillo, sino que se lo han puesto post mortem para que no muerda a nadie al levantarse (toma lógica, como que si se puede levantar no va a poder sacarse eso de la boca). Leed y (Tara) reid: A SKELETON exhumed from a grave in Venice is being claimed as the first known example of the "vampires" widely referred to in contemporary documents. Matteo Borrini of the University of Florence in Italy found the skeleton of a woman with a small brick in her mouth (see right) while excavating mass graves of plague victims from the Middle Ages on Lazzaretto Nuovo Island in Venice (see second image here). At the time the woman died, many people believed that the plague was spread by "vampires" which, rather than drinking people's blood, spread disease by chewing on their shrouds after dying. Grave-diggers put bricks in the mouths of suspected vampires to stop them doing this, Borrini says. The belief in vampires probably arose because blood is sometimes expelled from the mouths of the dead, causing the shroud to sink inwards and tear. Borrini, who presented his findings at a meeting of the American Academy of Forensic Sciences in Denver, Colorado, last week, claims this might be the first such vampire to have been forensically examined. The skeleton was removed from a mass grave of victims of the Venetian plague of 1576. However, Peer Moore-Jansen of Wichita State University in Kansas says he has found similar skeletons in Poland and that while Borrini's finding is exciting, "claiming it as the first vampire is a little ridiculous". Borrini says his study details the earliest grave to show archaeological "exorcism evidence against vampires". Vale, gana algo más de sentido. Pero sólo un poquito. Y sigue siendo un ladrillo en la boca de un muerto, leñe, a ver si soy la única que lo encuentra ridículo... Tags: weird tales
March 10th, 200904:26 pm: CANGURO ASALTA HOGAR; FAMILIA PIENSA QUE ES UN NINJA
Cualquiera diría que viviendo al lado de una reserva de canguros se les habría encendido antes la bombilla, ¿no? What do you do when your 10-year-old son wakes up in the middle of the night screaming, "There's a 'roo in my room!" If you're Beat Ettlin, you wrest the marsupial into a headlock, drag it down your hallway and toss it out your front door.
Ettlin and his family were woken early Sunday when a 6-foot-tall kangaroo crashed through a window, landed on their bed and thrashed around their house in the suburb of Garran, south of the capital of Canberra, Australia.
"At first, he (my husband) thought it was a lunatic ninja," said Ettlin's wife, Verity Beman. "It leaped through the window, this martial-arts kind of figure. It was very Jackie Chan."
The family's one-story house is in a suburb that butts against a kangaroo reserve.
About 2 a.m. Sunday, their dog began barking furiously. Possibly possums, they thought. The family had put up with possums scampering across their roof every night since they moved in three weeks ago. Moments later, the window was smashed and a black figure landed on their bed. Ettlin, after gathering his wits about him, exclaimed, "It's OK. It's only a kangaroo," Beman recalled. "I was cowered under the quilt, thinking, 'No, it's not OK,'" she said. The kangaroo jumped on top of the blanket that Beman and her 9-year-old daughter were hiding under. It then leaped onto the nightstand, punched holes in the furniture and left blood stains on the wall as it bounced into their son's room. "That's when his male instinct kicked in," Beman said of her husband.
After putting the 90-pound creature in a choke hold, Ettlin kept it low to the ground and pulled it toward the front door. He knew that kangaroos carry their strength on their hind legs, Beman said. "He held it by one arm. He opened the front door with the other, then the screen door," she said. "It bounced across our veranda and bounced away." Ettlin is a chef, originally from the Swiss city of Stans. Beman thinks he would not have tackled the kangaroo so readily were he Australian. "They would be fully aware of the risk," she said. The house in shambles -- with blood and shattered glass everywhere -- Ettlin stood surveying the damage in his shredded underpants. Scratch marks ran down his leg, but otherwise he was fine. "I kept marveling at what he did," Beman said. "I called him my hero. My hero in Bonds undies." El hombre de la casa agarró al canguro por un brazo y lo sacó fuera. Después, triunfó con su señora. No me cabe la menor duda. Tags: weird tales
February 11th, 200901:46 pm: ADOLESCENTE APUÑALADO ACUDE A ENTREVISTA DE TRABAJO
A 16-year-old Toronto student showed some real grit Wednesday and really impressed some potential employers, says The Canadian Press. Despite being stabbed in the leg he showed up for a job interview instead of going to the hospital. He and another 16-year-old old were stabbed near a high school, sending the collegiate into lockdown and heavily armed police swarming through the area. But staff at a veterinary clinic said the student showed up on time for his 1 p.m. co-op placement interview. But when employees noticed blood on his leg, they called police. He and the other student were finally taken to hospital. "He did really well on the interview and we were very proud of him for sticking to the appointment," said veterinarian Kent Ackerman, adding he was "shocked" the teen would do so. Police were looking for two or three suspects seen running north out of the area. Initial reports of a gun being seen prompted Emergency Task Force teams to search the collegiate.
Veamos: - Soy el chaval, me apuñalan en la pierna y tengo una entrevista de trabajo. ¿Qué hago? Llamo a la empresa, les explico que he sufrido un accidente y que fijen, si es posible, otro momento para la entrevista. Eso es ser responsable.
- Soy el entrevistador. El chaval al que tenía que entrevistar ha sufrido un accidente, que no es algo sobre lo que el pobre haya tenido control. Como, a juzgar por su llamada, parece seguir interesado en la vacante, vamos a fijar otra fecha y ya le veo cuando se encuentre mejor, ¡no le voy a pedir que venga chorreando sangre!
- De nuevo, soy el chaval. Me apuñalan en la pierna pero he de llegar a mi entrevista de trabajo porque TODO DEPENDE DE ELLO Y MORIR DESANGRADO ES SECUNDARIO. Hablando solo sobre las consecuencias de no llegar a tiempo y con la pierna chorreando sangre me dirijo de la forma más dolorosa y patética posible al sitio en que tengo la entrevista, donde fingiré normalidad a pesar de estar muriéndome. HE DE CAUSARLES BUENA IMPRESIÓN. Si no llego, pasarán cosas realmente horribles.Espantosamente horribles. Puf.
- Soy el entrevistador. Llega un chaval con la mirada un tanto perdida y los ojos inyectados en sangre que me remarca que ha llegado a tiempo. Empiezo a entrevistarle sintiéndome bastante incómodo y, de pronto, noto que el muchacho se está poniendo muy pálido. Mi superoído me permite detectar un plic plic bastante extraño. Miro el suelo, todo está lleno de sangre. Alguien ha apuñalado a este chaval y el muy pirado ha venido a pesar de todo. Éste es el tipo de persona que, si tiene algo que hacer y se muere antes de terminarlo, vuelve como fantasma. Y esto es una clínica veterinaria y todo el mundo sabe que los animales ven a los fantasmas y les estresa mucho. Esto no va a convertirse en El Sexto Sentido del Doctor Dolittle. Vamos a despacharle con calma y tranquilidad, vaya a ser que se altere y nos muestre hasta qué punto está mal de la cabeza, y contrato al primero que pase por la calle sin sangrar.
¿O acaso creéis vosotros que el muchacho hizo lo correcto al sacrificar su integridad física por llegar a tiempo? Creo que hay bastante diferencia entre llamar para aplazar (o. incluso, anular) una entrevista y simplemente no aparecer. Y os aseguro que yo no contrataría ni loca (bueno, loca quizás sí) a una persona con las prioridades claramente trastocadas. Con lo desagradable que es limpiar sangre. Tags: weird tales
February 9th, 200905:42 pm: STEVEN SEAGAL HA VISTO DEMASIADOS EPISODIOS DE BUFFY
Un autoproclamado vampiro (escrito "vampyro") de 44 añazos está acusado de amenazar a su ligue-de-internet de 16 tras decirle ésta, en un desesperado intento por acabar con la relación, que en realidad es una cazavampiros. "Agregadme en MySpace, jovencitas. Cazadoras abstenerse."John Alfred Sharkey, 44, of Toms River, N.J., was held in the Olmsted County jail Wednesday in lieu of $125,000 bail. He was charged last summer, but didn't appear in court until last month after he was arrested on a warrant.
Sharkey, who calls himself the "The Impaler," ran as the Vampyres, Witches and Pagans party candidate for Minnesota governor in 2006, when he listed Princeton, Minn., as his address.
The criminal complaint says he was running for president in 2007 when the 16-year-old Rochester girl wrote a message of support on his MySpace page. She told police they began dating online, and the threats began when she tried to break off the relationship.
She told police that "in a desperate attempt" to get him to leave her alone, she had e-mailed him that she was a member of an elite vampire hunter society and that continuing their relationship would put him in danger. Her father told police he talked to Sharkey, but Sharkey continued to call the girl and write letters to her parents.
He was charged with felony harassment and two misdemeanors: coercion with a threat to inflict bodily harm and coercion with a threat to expose a secret or disgrace.
Sharkey's public defender, Rick Smith, has asked that the charges be dismissed for lack of probable cause. Sharkey was supposed to appear in court here in August, but got a delay by saying he had been hurt in a pro wrestling match. He then missed a September hearing and a warrant was issued.
The complaint says Sharkey told a Rochester police sergeant who called him last August that he was a vampire "who needs to drink human blood for strength." It says he referred to the Rochester girl as his wife and princess. Last August he also wrote a letter threatening to sue the county attorney's office for wrongful and vindictive prosecution.
Naturalmente, no puedo dejaros sin un enlace a su MySpace. Estoy tranquila porque todos sois mayores de edad, así que no le vais a interesar... Tags: weird tales
January 14th, 200905:23 pm: TOMAR DEMASIADOS CAFÉS TE HACE OIR VOCES
¿Por qué lo llaman esquizofrenia cuando quieren decir sobredosis de cafeína? Probablemente porque suena menos ridículo... Si alguna vez habéis oído voces, alguien diciendo vuestro nombre, sugerencias a la hora de vestir ropa demasiado atrevida y demás hechos inexplicables, puede que la causa sea que tomáis demasiado café. También puede ser que alguien os esté gastando la broma del siglo, naturalmente. Pero sospecho que esto va a tranquilizar a más de uno... Research suggests people who drink more than seven cups of instant coffee a day have an increased tendency to hallucinate. High caffeine users may even think they sense non-existent people, according to researchers from the University of Durham. They studied 200 students who were asked about their typical intake of caffeine products. Those who had a high caffeine intake were three times more likely to have the heard voice of someone non-existent than "low" users who consumed less than one cup of instant coffee or its equivalent. Seeing things that were not there, hearing voices and sensing the presence of dead people were among the experiences reported. Besides coffee, caffeine can be obtained from sources such as tea, chocolate, "pep" pills and energy drinks. However, the hallucinations are not necessarily a sign of mental illness. Around 3% of people regularly hear voices, the research said. The ability of caffeine to exacerbate the effects of stress may be behind the study's findings, scientists believe. When under stress the body releases the hormone cortisol which is produced in greater quantities after consuming caffeine, possibly leading to hallucinations. Dr Charles Fernyhough, the co-author of the study, pointed out that the research only showed an association between caffeine intake and hallucination proneness, not a causal link. "One interpretation may be that those students who were more prone to hallucinations used caffeine to help cope with their experiences," he said.

El protagonista de The Amityville Horror tomó demasiado café. Poco después, se casó con Scarlett Johansson.
Conclusión: niños, tomad café, ¡todo lo bueno de una enfermedad mental pero sin lacras sociales!
PD: Yo sólo tomo tres al día, así que tengo que usar la imaginación para ver y oir cosas paranormales. Vaya mierda. Tags: weird tales
January 6th, 200905:51 pm: PÁRVULOS ALEMANES INTENTAN FUGARSE A ÁFRICA PARA CASARSE
Los niños eran tres: la feliz parejita, de cinco y seis años, y la hermana, de siete años, de la novia, que iba a ejercer de testigo (!!!). Los niños tenían la intención de celebrar su boda en África porque hace más calorcito. Aprovecharon que la familia dormía tras una celebración navideña para hacer el macuto con bañadores, gafas de sol y una colchoneta de piscina. ¿Qué les dan de comer a los niños en Alemania para que salgan tan espabilados? ¿Y cómo van a ser estos críos en concreto cuando tengan diez años más? ¿Cuánto tardarán en volver a intentarlo? La foto es demasiado pequeña... los niños, tambiénTwo German children - aged five and six - have been stopped by police from eloping to Africa to tie the knot in the sun, reports say. The budding lovebirds, identified as Mika and Anna-Lena, packed bathing costumes, sunglasses and a lilo and headed for the airport. They even had the presence of mind to invite along an official witness - Anna-Lena's seven-year-old sister.
The three got as far as Hanover railway station before police intervened.
The young couple were "very much in love" and had decided to get married in Africa "where it is warm", police spokesman Holger Jureczko told the AFP news agency.
Sun-seekers
The idea for the getaway wedding was born as the children's families celebrated New Year's eve together and Mika regaled the two girls with stories of a recent holiday to Italy.
The following morning, as their parents slept, the intrepid trio walked 1km (0.6 miles) to the local tram station at Langenhagen, where they hopped aboard a tram for Hanover central station.
But the group aroused the suspicion of a guard as they waited for a train to the airport, and police were called in.
Officers persuaded the children they would not get far without tickets and money, but consoled them with a free tour of the police station, where they were shortly picked up by relieved parents.
Although any marriage plans have been put on hold for now, police did not altogether rule out the possibility of an African wedding.
"They can still put their plan into action at a later date," AFP quoted the spokesman as saying. Tags: weird tales
December 29th, 200804:12 pm: CALIENTACORAZONES
Gatos callejeros cuidan a un niño de un año: Cats keep lost boy warm
Argentine police say a destitute 1-year-old boy was kept alive by a colony of stray cats who shared food scraps and kept him warm in the city of Misiones. The boy, who had been missing for several days, was found by Police Officer Lorean Lindgvist, The Daily Telegraph reported Saturday.
"The boy was lying at the bottom of a gutter. There were all these cats on top of him licking him because he was really dirty," Lindgvist said. "When I walked over they became really protective and spat at me. They were keeping the boy warm while he slept."
Lindgvist said she noticed scraps of food near the boy and surmised "the cats knew he was fragile and needed protecting," the Telegraph reported, noting doctors said the warmth of the cats saved the boy during freezing nights that could have killed him. The boy's father, who is homeless, said his son vanished several days ago and that cats had always been protective of the boy, Lindgvist said.  Lo de los dingos nunca va a dejar de hacerme gracia, por lo visto Tags: weird tales
October 23rd, 200802:01 am: ¿QUIÉN ES ESA CHICA?
Adam Pacitti tiene dos problemas: - Busca desesperadamente a una chica con la que soñó, convencido de que a) es la chica no sólo de sus sueños (a-ha-ha-ha) sino también de su vida, y b) existe de verdad.
- Tiene una incapacidad para dibujar mayor que la de un zapato.
Atención a los siguientes documentos gráficos: Aquí, el chiquillo. Me pregunto si habrá forma de comprar esa camiseta...
¿Os suena esta... cara? Y éste es el sueño que tuvo el muchacho y la petición de ayuda que realiza en su web: Last night I had a dream. For the most part, it wasn't really a dream; it was a nightmare. That was until I met the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I woke up in a cold sweat at 2:29AM and began drawing. It's now 5:55AM and I'm writing this. After what I've seen, I'm not sure I'll ever get back to sleep. Let me tell you about my dream...
I was shopping in Superdrug for some new razors when from out of nowhere I saw a man stagger from behind the tampons and bite an elderly woman on the neck. Why she was stood by the tampons at her age, I'll never know. However, that doesn't excuse his actions and I went to investigate. As I began walking towards him I saw a horde of no less than a dozen people lumbering toward me. Now I'm no fool, I've seen Dawn of the Dead, I've seen 28 Days Later and I've seen Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' enough times to realise that I was encountering the living dead. Before they got any closer I had hurdled the Colgate and burst through the fire exit in true Bruce Willis fashion.
I ran as fast as I could home, dodging group after group of zombies. How I didn't see them when entering Superdrug I'm not sure, but the fact is that they were after my big, juicy brain. To cut a long story short, I managed to get home after strangling anything that moved. Regrettably I managed to throttle a small child in the process after mistaking him for a zombie. Looking back I think he was just having a fit.
After opening my front door I was greeted by my housemate, Graham. However, it wasn't the Graham that I've grown to respect and love (in a strictly platonic way, obviously), he was infected, he was one of them. I had no choice but to decapitate him with his own pizza cutter. I felt bad doing it, but it really was my only chance of survival. I dashed up to my room and locked the door behind me. I was safe.
This is when I met her. I turned to see a figure in my room. Thinking it was time to slay another zombie, I picked up the heaviest item in reach: a weighty copy of The Bible I was given by some bloke with a megaphone in Oxford Street. I crept towards her, grasping the Old Testament in my hand. I lifted it up above my head with the intention of striking her but as I did so she turned to face me. I froze. In front of me was the most beautiful girl that I've ever seen, ever. I couldn't believe what I was seeing (and still can't, to be honest) as I stood there motionless looking her up and down. She was incredible. She was gorgeous. She was absolutely, genuinely perfect. She smiled at me and said: "Hello, I'm so glad you're here," and then kissed me.
And then, all of a sudden, I woke up. Distraught, I reached down the side of my bed to find a pad of lined paper and began sketching the most accurate picture I could possibly draw.
I'm no artist. I think you can tell that and I'd like to point out that this picture doesn't even convey 1% of her beauty. The girl in my dream was perfect, this picture, however, is not. Therefore, I must let you know that: She didn't have a weird little pointy nose. She didn't have lips like a fish. She didn't have a lumberjack's chin. She didn't have beady little eyes. Her hair was actually more like Kate Nash's. Other than that, the drawing is pretty accurate.
I don't think that I dream about people that don't actually exist. Whether they are friends, family, or people that I've seen on television; everyone that has ever been in my dream I've seen somewhere. I genuinely believe that this person exists . This is where you come in; If you look like the person above, please, please, email me. I beg you, I'm absolutely besotted with this girl and if it might be you, then I'd love to hear from you. If it looks like someone you know, please, please, send them this website. The URL is www.TheGirlOfMyDreams.co.uk. If you don't know anyone that looks like the person above but you believe in love and still want to assist me in finding the girl of my dreams then click the 'how to help me' link.
Thank you ever so much for reading, Adam Pacitti x ¿Cómo os habéis quedado? :-DDD No olvidéis visitar su web, que tiene vídeos y todo. Por un lado, la ciencia está de su lado: no soñamos con caras que no hemos visto nunca, por raro que nos parezca. Teniendo en cuenta la cantidad de rostros que vemos, aunque sea fugazmente, cada día de nuestras vidas, tenemos un archivo lo bastante extenso como para no tener que usar la imaginación (yo no acabo de tragarme esto, pero es lo que dicen). Por otro, he de reconocer que, si es coña, es una coña cojonuda. Current Mood:  confused Current Music: Mountains Made of Steam - A Silver Mt. Zion
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October 22nd, 200804:13 pm: UN CABALLO LLAMADO CABALLO
El árbol comevacas diversifica su dieta: "Fefaf fe feifos y fafaf-fe fe afí"
 "Fen feio, fafaf-fe fe afí, fefoy fofanfo fienfes"Historia de este caballo: ¡click! Caballo se harta de perro: "¡Corre corre caaaa-balliiiito! ¡Piiiii, piiiii! ¡Muévete, culogordo, que quiero llegar antes de mañana a mi casa!" "¡¡¡Me está increpando y agraviando, con la mierda de día que he tenido en el trabajo!!!" ¡¡¡Voy a explotar!!! "¡Adelantamiento imprudente! ¡Y te voy a enseñar por qué lo llaman imprudente!" "¡Oh, no! ¡Ese loco me persigue! ¡Está conduciendo a toda velocidad!" "¡Con la de carne de caballo que habrás comido a lo largo de tu vida... Nadie puede culparme por comerte a ti!" "Mi culo, ¡¡¡he de salvar mi culo!!! ¡Que se lo quiere comer!" "¡Ñam ñam, CHUCHERÍA!" "¡¡¡Socorroooooo!!! ¿Dónde hay un bombero de los que salvan perros?" Historia de este otro caballo: ¡click!
Pony se emborracha y se pega un baño a la luz de la luna:
Y desnudo. Millones de niñas cursis de todo el mundo están llorando, decepcionadas. El pony ha declarado: "los ponies también somos humanos"
Historia de este pony: ¡click!Tags: ah!nimalitos, weird tales
October 17th, 200803:21 pm: ¡¡¡ALGUIEN LO HA HECHO!!!
Por primera vez, el botón "soy menor de 18 años" es pulsado: In an unprecedented and historic event Monday, the "I Am Under 18" button, an Internet security device which if selected restricts access to websites featuring adult content, was clicked for the first time ever. "I knew I could simply claim to be over 18 and continue onto my desired destination, but I also realized that I would have to live with that lie for the rest of my life," said local resident Garrett Kinley, 17. "I admit, I was curious to see what type of material I would find on www.juggworld.com, but that button was clearly placed there for a reason, and let's face it: 17 and three-quarters is not 18. I plan to return to the site three months from now, when I will be mature enough to handle its content." Moments later, Kinley's friend Dave Gerrard, 17, pushed Kinley aside and clicked the "I Am Over 18" button himself, at which point a tactical police unit broke down his bedroom door and arrested him. Pues yo nunca lo he hecho... Es que cuando me pusieron internet ya era mayor de edad, y tan feo como mentir a una persona es mentir a una web. NOTA: Uno de mis pasatiempos estúpidos favoritos consiste en meterme en páginas para adultos y ver a dónde te redirige el botón de "Soy menor". Probadlo. Es jijeante :-DDD Tags: weird tales
October 12th, 200810:51 pm: EL PRIMER ERIZO DE PELUCHE ERA DE PIEDRA
Probablemente era menos cómodo para dormir con él (qué pasa, los míos son tremendamente blanditos y cómodos y suaves), pero la adoración a esos preciosos y entrañables animalitos, tan redonditos y con esas caritas tan simpáticas, ha estado siempre ahí. It may look like a grubby bit of rock but this ancient carving has caused a stir among archaeologists and hedgehog lovers. It is a prehistoric toy hedgehog and was unearthed from a three-year-old child's grave at Stonehenge in Wiltshire. Thought to be about 2,500 years old, it is the earliest known depiction of a hedgehog in Britain. 'Amid the aura of gloom that surrounds Stonehenge, it comes as a beam of light to find a child's toy,' said archaeologist Dennis Price.  ¡Ron Jeremy, en aquella época también habrías triunfado! Tags: weird tales
October 11th, 200806:45 pm: CLÁSICOS DE LOS CHISTES PRESENTA...
Juez desestima la demanda de una rubia que, por error, se desgració la vida al teñirse de morena: A Connecticut judge has given the brush-off to a blonde woman's lawsuit claiming L'Oreal Inc. ruined her social life when she accidentally dyed her hair brunette with one of its products. Charlotte Feeney of Stratford says she can never return to her natural blonde hue, a shock that left her so traumatized she needed anti-depressants. She says she suffered headaches and anxiety, missed the attention that blondes receive and had to stay home and wear hats most of the time. A Superior Court judge dismissed Feeney's 2005 lawsuit Monday, saying she never proved her allegation that L'Oreal put brown hair dye in a box labeled as blonde. The company also had disputed the claim. Feeney referred questions on Wednesday to her attorney, David Laudano, who has declined to comment.
¿Fue culpa de L'Oreal? ¿Fue culpa de la rubia? ¿Fue culpa de Chuck Palahniuk? ¿Y qué hacía una rubia natural tiñéndose de rubia?Tags: weird tales
October 8th, 200811:18 am: ADOLESCENTE APUÑALA A SU MEJOR AMIGA CON UNAS PINZAS PARA LAS CEJAS
La amiga acababa de soltarle en plena cara el clásico "eres muy fea y nunca tendrás novio", tan propio de las mejores amigas en la adolescencia... después de una discusión acerca de lo adecuado de ser rubia. Lo que no dice la noticia es si la amiga apuñalada medía quince centímetros o qué, porque unas pinzas para las cejas no pueden dar tanto de sí, ¿no? A teenage girl has killed her best friend by stabbing her over 100 times with a pair of tweezers in a row over looks.
Pretty Kristina Danilova, 18, murdered childhood pal Olga Samoilenko in a fit of rage after being told her she was ugly and would never get a boyfriend. She pulled her eyebrow tweezers out of her make up bag and attacked her friend, who bled to death.
Danilova told detectives: 'Olga remarked that I was ugly and would never ever find a boyfriend. How could I stay calm on hearing something like that from someone who I had always considered my best friend?' She continued: 'We were at a birthday party. It was late.We had been talking about guys, when Olga said she was in great demand with the lads. 'She said it was because she was blonde and advised me to dye mine the same colour. 'I replied that being blonde was an incurable condition, not something to aspire to. Word by word our friendship just unravelled.' The pair went outside to talk things through when Danilova stabbed Olga repeatedly in a frenzied attack. She claims she had no recollection of the attack. She said: 'I didn't mean to kill her, it happened accidentally.' The killing has shocked the pairs schoolfriends in the town of Ulyanovsk, 600 miles east of Moscow. One said: 'They used to sit at the same desk and shared every secret with each other. They even went to do the same course at the economic faculty of the local university so as not to part. 'They were always together. They were so close, that everybody envied their friendship.' After stabbing Olga, Danilova fled the scene, leaving her former friend to bleed to death. Police believe she may have been saved if help had been called. One detective said: 'It was a frenzied, mad attack. You would not imagine the damage a pair of tiny eyebrow tweezers caused the poor girl.' Danilova is currently in pre-trial custody and faces ten years in jail.
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September 17th, 200804:07 pm: THE SKY IS SMILING
Dije que me interesaban los asesinos en serie, las máquinas de tortura, las enfermedades horribles y los trastornos psiquiátricos y nadie parpadeó siquiera (aunque mi madre dijo que le parecía una estupidez que investigase sobre lo que yo llamaría Economía Loca, el modo de comportarse económicamente las personas que no actúan bajo racionalidad), pero el día en que manifesté mi interés por estudiar Meteorología las caras fueron... ¿Quién tenía razón, eh? ¿Os habríais enterado de que existen arcoiris del revés si no lo hubiérais leído aquí? ¿CUÁNTAS COSAS MÁS ME ESTOY PERDIENDO? Exceptional atmospheric conditions created a rare and stunning display in the skies above Cambridge.
At 4.45pm on Sunday, a circumzenithal arc - which looks like a bright, upside down rainbow - was visible above the city.

Arcoiris jijeando
Cambridge-based astronomer Jacqueline Mitton captured the stunning sight, caused by sunlight being refracted through ice crystals high in the atmosphere, with her camera.
The phenomenon is rarely seen outside the polar regions.
She said: "I've never seen anything like it before - and I'm 60. The conditions have to be just right: you need the right sort of ice crystals and the sky has to be clear. It's quite surprising for this to occur somewhere like Cambridge, usually it is in places that are colder. We're not sure how big an area it was visible over, but it was certainly very impressive."
The intensity of the colours in the rainbow was heightened by the sun being at the optimum spot in the sky - 22 degrees.
And the sky was made even more dazzling with the presence of "sun dogs" - gleaming spots on a halo around the sun - appearing near the phenomenon in the afternoon sky.
Dr Mitton said: "It was just an amazing combination of factors that happened at the right time."
Jacqueline's husband Simon, an astronomy writer, said: "The circumzenithal arc is a quarter circle, pointing toward the setting sun. The 'rainbow' is much brighter and more concentrated than a rainfall rainbow."
A Met Office spokeswoman said: "They are fairly rare. It is convex to the sun and is formed by refraction in suitably-oriented ice crystals and may show vivid rainbow colouring, as in this case." Tags: weird tales
September 15th, 200804:06 pm: BUT I'M A CHEERLEADER!
Una mujer de 33 años se hizo pasar por su hija para poder ser animadora en un instituto. Si es que, cuando se te queda clavada una espinita... A 33-year-old woman was charged with stealing her daughter's identity to attend high school and join the cheerleading team.Wendy Brown, of Green Bay, was charged with felony identity theft after enrolling in Ashwaubenon High School as her daughter, who lives in Nevada with Brown's mother. The criminal complaint said Brown admitted to telling school officials she was 15 because she wanted to get her high school diploma and join the cheerleading squad. She allegedly attended practices, received a cheerleader's locker and went to a pool party at the cheerleading coach's house. The complaint said Brown has a history of identity theft.
There was no attorney listed in Brown's online court records. Her home number could not be found.

"Es que leí en el blog de Litio que Stockard Channing tenía 37 cuando hizo de Rizzo" Tags: weird tales
September 3rd, 200805:35 pm: Y SE SUBIÓ A LA CIMA DE LA MONTAÑA DURANTE UNA TORMENTA Y GRITÓ QUE TODOS LOS DIOSES ERAN UNOS...
Divine lightning reaction?
A Chinese man who swore to God that he didn't owe money to a neighbour was hit by lightning a minute later. The man, named Xu, made the oath in front of a crowd of neighbours in Fuqing city, reports Southeast Express. He vowed that he had never borrowed money from Mr Huang, who claimed Xu borrowed 500 yuan, the equivalent of £40, from him three years earlier. "He borrowed 500 yuan three years ago from me for a friend's marriage gift, but he has denied it ever since then," said Huang, who went to Xu's home to demand payment. "I told him that if he dared to swear to God that he didn't owe me the money, then I would waive his debt," said Huang. Xu made the oath, but was suddenly struck by lightning a minute later. He was immediately taken to hospital where doctors confirmed he had been hit by lightning. He is expected to make a full recovery.
Sin relación alguna con lo anterior... Question: "Does God have a sense of humor?"
Answer: Perhaps the best indication that God does have a sense of humor is that He created man in His image (Genesis 1:27), and certainly people are able to perceive and express humor. The American Heritage Dictionary defines a “sense of humor” as “...The ability to perceive, enjoy, or express what is comical or funny.” According to this definition, then, God must show an ability to perceive, enjoy, or express what is comical. The difficulty is that people perceive what is comical differently, and what sinful man perceives as funny would not amuse a holy and perfect God. Much of what the world calls humor is not funny but is crass and crude and should have no part in a Christian’s life (Colossians 3:8). Other humor is expressed at the expense of others (tearing down rather than building up), again something contrary to God’s Word (Colossians 4:6; Ephesians 4:29).
An example of God's humor is the instance in which the Israelites were using the Ark of the Covenant like a good-luck charm in taking it to battle, and the Philistines ended up capturing it and placing it in their temple before their idol of Dagon. They came into the temple the next day and found Dagon flat on his face before the ark. They set him back up. The next morning, there he was again, but this time he had his hands and head cut off as a symbol of his powerlessness before the God of the ark (1 Samuel 5:1-5). God’s putting Dagon in a position of submission to His ark is a comical picture.
This incident is an example of God laughing at the foolishness of those who would oppose Him. “See what they spew from their mouths— they spew out swords from their lips, and they say, ‘Who can hear us?’ But you, O LORD, laugh at them; you scoff at all those nations” (Psalm 59:7-9). Psalm 2 also reveals God laughing at those who would rebel against His kingship (verse 4). It is like the comical picture of a kindergarten-aged child being upset at his parents and running away from home...all the way to his neighbor’s house. But there is obviously a serious side to this as well, and although the picture of weak and silly man trying to match wits with an almighty and all-knowing God is comical, God takes no delight in their waywardness and its consequences but rather desires to see them turn around (Ezekiel 33:11; Matthew 23:37-38).
A person does not crack jokes in the presence of one who has just lost a close loved one; silly jokes are out of place on such occasions. In the same way, God is focused on the lost and is looking for those who will care for their souls as He does. That is why our lives (while having times of refreshing and humor) are to be characterized by “soberness” (seriousness about making our lives count for Christ) (1 Thessalonians 5:6,8; Titus 2:2,6).
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August 20th, 200802:30 pm: MUJERES A LA ANTEPENÚLTIMA
Estas tres señoras han decidido, cada una por su lado y de completo acuerdo con sus señores esposos (el clásico "nos conocimos en una convención sobre los felices años tal"), que cualquier tiempo pasado fue mejor. Bueno, no cualquiera-cualquiera; una vive como en la década de 1950, otra como en los 40s y otra se ha quedado los 30s. Observad estos documentos gráficos, también llamados "fotos": Los fabulosos años cincuenta. ¿En serio las cocinas eran así de... de... ? Los cochazos años cuarenta: nena, no engañas a nadie, tú lo que eres es gótica
Los sorprendentemente feos años treinta, o quizás sólo sea una impresión derivada de este ejemplo
Y algunos testimonios de estas señoras, que harían arrancarse los pelos de las piernas a las feministas radicales: -
I love nothing better than fastening my pinny round my waist and baking a cake for Kevin in my 1950s kitchen. I put on some lovely Frank Sinatra music and am completely lost in my own little fantasy world. In our marriage, I am very much a lady and Kevin is the breadwinner and my protector. We've been married for 13 years and we're extremely happy because we both know our roles. There is none of the battling for equality that I see in so many marriages today. [...] I admit I am in retreat from the 21st century. When I look at the reality of the world today, with all the violence, greed and materialism, I shudder. I don't want to live in that world. The age of innocence has been lost and it is such a shame. My idol is Ava Gardner and when I watch her films - as I do all the time - I think that so much has been lost from today's society. I've made my home a shrine to the Forties, and I only ever wear clothes from that decade. Other people may laugh at me, but I really don't care. I think I have a far happier marriage than many other people I meet, because we have strict demarcations in our roles. I do all the cleaning, ironing, washing and cooking, and Martin puts up shelves and looks after the car. He's the breadwinner and I create a lovely - and loving - environment for him. -
My love for the Thirties started with the music. As a teenager, I loved to listen to the big band sound and I would sit entranced for hours watching films starring Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. They were so glamorous. Back then, the world just seemed a sunnier place, even though it was an austere time between the wars. Women were these amazingly glamorous creatures, with their perfect hair and immaculate makeup, and they were treated with such respect by men. Men and women knew their roles in society and there wasn't all this pressure on women to have to go out to work and try to be equal to men.
Leed el resto y ved más fotos aquí: ¡click!Tags: weird tales
August 18th, 200810:51 pm: ¡¡¡SALVAJE MUNDO ANIMAL: CUERVOS CONTRA KOALAS!!!
¡Impactantes imágenes! ¡Observad la expresividad que tiene el koala! "Zzzzz... " "¡Niño, fuera de mi patio!" "¡Voy a coger carrerilla para zurrarte la badana, osete narigón!""¡Oh, no! ¿Por qué siempre me pasa lo mismo?¡Es la última vez que bebo tanto!" "¡Voy a por tus dulces, dulces ojos!" "¡¡¡Socorro!!! ¡Que alguien llame a Batman!" "¡¡¡Nevermore!!!" "¡No! ¡Lo que sea menos eso! ¡Es el superataque de El Cuervo Que Ralla!" "Ya no respetan ni a los peluches, maldita sea"
¡Qué aventura más increíble, señor Koala!
(Disimulad, que para el pobre ha sido un trauma. Estaba el muchacho durmiendo en una rama muy cerca de un nido de cuervos y estos no se lo tomaron a bien, así que le echaron a otra rama. Y eso es todo. Pero ha pasado un mal rato tal que le he tenido que dar ocho tilas y un muñequito antiestrés...) La noticia entera, aquí: ¡click!Tags: ah!nimalitos, weird tales
August 13th, 200810:22 pm: WINNIE THE POOH ES DE LOS QUE DICEN "Y TÚ QUÉ MIRAS"
Un tipo vestido de Winnie the Pooh se mosquea porque unos se le quedan mirando y decide atracarles. No os perdáis la razón que él y sus amigos, debidamente disfrazados también, dan para encontrarse en la calle de semejante guisa. Japanese police have arrested a 20-year-old man who attacked and robbed two people after they stared at his Winnie-the-Pooh costume, officials said on Tuesday. Masayuki Ishikawa was hanging out on a Tokyo street corner after midnight last month while wearing the cuddly costume, accompanied by two friends dressed as a mouse and a panther, when he took offence at being stared at, police said. "It's uncommon to see people dressed up like this, so the victims were watching them. Then the perpetrator came up and said 'What are you staring at?'" a police spokesman said. Ishikawa and his friends beat up the two victims and stole $160 (84 pounds) from them, the spokesman said, adding the group had apparently donned the unusual garb because they had run out of clean clothes.
Reflexiones particulares:
- No tengo disfraces en casa. ¿Por qué? ¿Debería comprarme uno por si un día me quedo sin ropa limpia? ¿De qué? - Nunca le he dicho a nadie "y tú qué miras". Y eso que a veces me ha intrigado. ¿Hay alguna forma educada de preguntar qué mira alguien? - En mi universo particular existen muy pocas divisas. La libra no es una de ellas. Creo que es porque nunca la he usado ("si no lo veo no existe"). - Ojalá hubiera un vídeo del incidente. Tags: big in that place, weird tales
August 7th, 200802:01 pm: POLICÍA ALEMANA VA AL BOSQUE A INVESTIGAR LOS GRITOS DE UNA MUJER...
... Para acabar descubriendo que, en realidad, quienes chillaban eran unos tejones apareándose. Several people in the small town of Linz, located on the Rhine river in western Germany, had phoned the authorities after hearing screams coming from a nearby forest. Alarmed by the reports, the police station called for a helicopter search, which was carried out with special night vision to scan local woodland. "Nervous residents rang the police station and said they had heard several loud, frightened screams of a woman in a forest nearby," said a police spokesman in Linz, known for its colourful wooden houses. But after the helicopters had thoroughly surveyed the area, they discovered a far less murderous cause of the chilling cries than had originally been feared. Instead of a violent maniac and his terrified victim, they discovered a number of romantically inclined badgers engaged in the pursuit of love. "Subsequent enquiries found that the mating calls of a badger during the mating season in July and August are easily mistaken for human screaming," said the police. "There's an overpopulation of badgers in this area," an official later told the German publication Der Spiegel. Tags: weird tales
July 28th, 200805:42 pm: CARRERA DE COMIDA: GANA LA TARTA DE CHOCOLATE
Mejor aún que la carrera de bebés sobre la que leí hace un tiempo: barquitas construidas enteramente con comida participando en una carrera naval. Los tres ganadores recibieron como premio unos barquitos (que no barquillos). Algunos de los participantes, calentando antes de la prueba(Más fotos, aquí: ¡click!) An edible boat race which is believed to be the first of its kind in the UK has been won by a chocolate tart. About 30 contenders sent their vessels out to sea in the event at Eyemouth in the Scottish Borders. The race was not without controversy as a number of entrants - including melon skin boats - had to be ruled out for not being entirely edible. Head judge Steven Walter said he had been highly impressed by the entrants for the race. A prize for the best design went to a "pepper outrigger". The most seaworthy was judged to be a coracle of slow-baked lasagne sheets.
In the battle to be crowned the overall best boat, the healthy option of an apple raft, with cabbage leaf sail, narrowly lost out to the chocolate tart filled with sweets. Mr Walter said: "I don't think anybody expected the number of exhibits that turned up. "And I don't think anybody expected the originality of many of the designs, indeed all of the designs."
The Eyemouth Herring Queen committee - which organises an annual festival in the town - wanted an event to commemorate the seafaring traditions of the area.
It had originally considered a paper boat race. However, marine reserve ranger Liza Cole came up with the idea of the edible boat race as a more environmentally-friendly event. "Because we have a marine reserve off the coast we very much celebrate the fact that we have a high quality marine environment," she said. "So we want to make sure that we don't put anything into it that is going to wash up on our beaches and haunt us for the next few days." The overall winner, schoolboy Toby Smith, was delighted with his victory. "My mum gave me a bit of help with it because I couldn't really do the cooking," he admitted. "But I thought I wasn't going to win - because it tipped over half way through."
Va a ser la risa ver a a algún bañista en los próximos días toparse con una tarta en medio del agua.. Tags: weird tales
July 27th, 200803:03 pm: SOBRE LA POSIBILIDAD DE QUE RAPUNZEL USARA SU CABELLO A MODO DE ESCALA SIN PERDER LA CABEZA
No tenéis idea de lo feliz que soy al leer finalmente que sí, era posible que un mozo trepase por el pelo de Rapunzel sin daño para ninguno de ambos. Era algo que REALMENTE me preocupaba (aparezco en un libro publicado recientemente llamado "Bichos Raros de la Naturaleza"): Poor Rapunzel. Not only did she get locked up in a tall tower, but she literally risked her neck by allowing a prince to climb up her hair. Such dilemmas had long bothered Sue Stocklmayer, director of the National Centre for the Public Awareness of Science (CPAS) at the Australian National University in Canberra.
Stocklmayer resolved to do something about it, so she and fellow CPAS staff member Mike Gore, a retired professor, channeled their frustrations over fairy tale physics into a traveling science show.
Rapunzel's conundrum is one of the highlights of the show.
"We ask how it is that Rapunzel didn't lose her skull, given the weight of what she's [supporting]," Stocklmayer said. "You might notice some of the enlightened [storybook] artists have cottoned on to this and show her wrapping her hair around something, like a bedpost, first.
"A small object"—such as a cooped-up princess—"can bear a lot of weight if the connecting device [her hair] is wrapped around something." The prince is then technically hanging on to the bedpost rather than Rapunzel's scalp. "So long as Rapunzel wraps her hair first, then the prince and she are Ok," Stocklmayer said. "So in her case, yes, it could happen."
"Jo, me encanta escalar. El verano que viene me voy a las montañas" Tags: weird tales
July 15th, 200802:38 pm: BATMAN Y ROBIN, DETENIDOS - JOKER ABSUELTO
Y luego hay quien está en contra de las cámaras de vigilancia por todas partes... ¡Podríamos haber tenido esto en vídeo! The unnamed pair, both 18, were returning from a party in the resort of San Antonio when they got in an argument with their victim. The 30-year-old Spaniard lost three teeth in the attack in the early hours of Wednesday. Both men were sentenced to a year in jail and ordered to pay £5,000 compensation. They will be released and have their sentences suspended when the money is paid. A third arrested Brit, dressed as Batman’s arch-enemy The Joker, was cleared of any involvement. Tags: weird tales
July 4th, 200802:22 pm: ESCUELA DE ÉTICA PERIODÍSTICA: ENCUENTRAN HEMBRA PARA ESCARABAJO GIGANTE
Cuidado con los titulares, muchachos. Me he partido la caja al leer el titular y ver la imagen con la que se ilustraba la noticia... A mate has been found for a lonely giant beetle which was found in a shipment of fruit from the Caribbean. The male elephant beetle, the size of a hamster, was found in bananas which arrived in London from Costa Rica. It was taken to Linton Zoo near Cambridge where keepers began an international search to find a mate. It has now been paired up with a female that was in captivity in Germany. "They are both getting on extremely well," a zoo spokeswoman said. The elephant beetle, Megasoma elephas, is normally at home in rainforests and is one of the world's largest beetle species. The males have a set of horns which they use to fight other males. Kim Simmons, from the zoo, said earlier: "It's a very lucky and tough insect having survived the journey to Britain and the pesticides designed to prevent unwanted creatures entering the country."
 Kim Simmons, novia del bicho hasta que se demuestre lo contrario (me alegro de que ya no estés cautiva en Alemania y de que te hayan dado trabajo en el mismo zoo en que vive tu novio) Tags: weird tales
July 2nd, 200803:54 pm: LA PRIMERA REGLA DEL CLUB DE LA LUCHA DEBERÍA HABER SIDO...
... No dejes que la Policía te pille antes de formar el club. Officers dispatched to what they thought was a domestic disturbance Monday night discovered a lone Mesa man fighting with himself, authorities said.Though the original call reported a verbal argument between a man and a woman, police said they found the 21-year-old man arguing with himself, changing the pitch of his voice as he acted out each part. The man was also destroying the inside of the apartment, officers said. He broke the front window as officers tried to calm him down and coax him out of the home, according to authorities. A crisis team decided the man was a danger to himself and obtained a mental health pick up order, police said. The Mesa SWAT team responded and took the subject into custody.
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June 19th, 200811:44 pm: LA MISTERIOSA FUGA DE UN...
Perro escapa de casa con ayuda de una cama elástica:One moment Harvey, a three-year-old Staffordshire Bull Terrier, was alone in the garden, the next he disappeared. Laura Kidson, 27, is convinced the animal used her children's large blue and black trampoline next to the wire fence at their home in York to make good his escape.
Harvey has not been seen since last Friday and Mrs Kidson, a mother of two, said she had called the police because she was growing increasingly desperate to find her pet.
"He couldn't get over the fence on his own and must have used the trampoline to bounce himself into my neighbour's garden and got out," she said. "He's something of an escape artist and has got out before, but we were just starting to think he had stopped all that. We have phoned the police and the council dog warden but no one has seen or heard of him and we're getting desperate."
Mrs Kidson said Harvey used to play on the trampoline with her four-year-old daughter Chloe and like to lie on it in the sun. "The fence isn't all that high, but he couldn't have climbed over it on his own and must have used the trampoline to bounce himself into my neighbours garden and got out," she said. "He liked to bounce on the trampoline with my daughter Chloe, but he rarely went on it on his own. He liked to sit on it and sunbathe. I was just putting the shopping away and Harvey was in the garden. One minute he was there, the next he had gone."
Mrs Kidson, who has a nine-month-old son Cole, works as a dispenser at Boots chemist and said her daughter was really missing the dog. "It was Chloe's fourth birthday party on Saturday and she was devastated that Harvey wasn't there for her birthday. She misses him so much."
She said the family's 14-week-old Boxer puppy, Roxanne, has also been pining for her playmate. The Shawshank Redemption 2Últimas noticias: gracias a la difusión de la noticia ha sido posible localizar a Harvey. No todos tienen la suerte de Tim Robbins. Tags: weird tales, ¡PE E ERRE ERRE OOOOOOH!
June 18th, 200810:22 am: DARWIN AWARDS (HEY YOU! OUT OF THE GENE POOL!)
El ganador del premio a la muerte más estúpida de este año ha ganado dicho trofeo al morir aplastado por excrementos del elefante al que, como cuidador, había administrado grandes cantidades de laxante momentos antes. Cualquiera diría que es algo difícil de superar, pero viendo el resto de la lista una recupera milagrosamente la fe en la estupidez humana (una de las pocas cosas en que se puede tener fe a ciencia cierta): Eighth Place In Detroit , a 41-year-old man got stuck and drowned in two feet of water after squeezing head first through an 18-inch-wide sewer grate to retrieve his car keys.
Seventh Place A 49-year-old San Francisco stockbroker, who 'totally zoned when he ran,' accidentally, jogged off a 100-foot high cliff on his daily run.
Sixth Place While at the beach, Daniel Jones, 21, dug an 8 foot hole for protection from the wind and had been sitting in a beach chair at the bottom! When it collapsed, burying him beneath 5 feet of sand. People on the beach used their hands and shovels trying to get him out but could not reach him. It took rescue workers using heavy equipment almost an hour to free him. Jones was pronounced dead at a hospital.
Fifth Place Santiago Alvarado, 24, was killed as he fell through the ceiling of a bicycle shop he was burglarizing. Death was caused when the long flashlight he had placed in his mouth to keep his hands free rammed into the base of his skull as he hit the floor.
Fourth Place Sylvester Briddell, Jr., 26, was killed as he won a bet with friends who said he would not put a revolver loaded with four bullets into his mouth and pull the trigger.
Third Place After stepping around a marked police patrol car parked at the front door, a man walked into H&J Leather & Firearms intent on robbing the store. The shop was full of customers and a uniformed officer was standing at the counter. Upon seeing the officer, the would-be robber announced a hold-up! and fired a few wild shots from a target pistol. The officer and a clerk promptly returned fire, and several customers also drew their guns and fired. The robber was pronounced dead at the scene by Paramedics. Crime scene investigators located 47 expended cartridge cases in the shop. The subsequent autopsy revealed 23 gunshot wounds. Ballistics identified rou nds from 7 different weapons. No one else was hurt.
Honorable mention Paul Stiller, 47, and his wife Bonnie were bored just driving around at 2 A.M. so they lit a quarter stick of dynamite to toss out the window to see what would happen. Apparently they failed to notice the window was closed.
Runner up Kerry Bingham had been drinking with several friends when one of them said they knew a person who had bungee-jumped from a local bridge in the middle of traffic. The conversation grew more heated and at least 10 men trooped along the walkway of the bridge at 4:30 AM. Upon arrival at the midpoint of the bridge they discovered that no one had brought a bungee rope. Bingham, who had continued drinking, volunteered and pointed out that a coil of lineman's cable, lay near by. They secured one end around Bingham's leg and then tied the other to the bridge. His fall lasted 40 feet before the cable tightened and tore his foot off at the ankle. He miraculously survived his fall into the icy water and was rescued by two nearby fishermen. Bingham's foot was never located.
AND THE WINNER IS... Zookeeper Friedrich Riesfeldt ( Paderborn, Germany) fed his constipated elephant 22 doses of animal laxative and more than a bushel of berries, figs and prunes before the plugged-up pachyderm finally got relief. Investigators say ill-fated Friedrich, 46, was attempting to give the ailing elephant an olive oil enema when the relieved beast unloaded. The sheer force of the elephant's unexpected defecation knocked Mr. Riesfeldt to the ground where he struck his head on a rock as the elephant continued to evacuate 200 pounds of dung on top of him. Tags: weird tales
May 29th, 200802:04 am: NO PUEDO DORMIR... LOS TIBURONES ME COMERÁN
Un pobre chaval sonámbulo se levanta -sin ser consciente, rulos y todo- en medio de la noche y en vez de dejarse el dedo pequeñito del pie contra la pata de una mesa (como manda la tradición) va y se engancha el moflete en las terribles mandíbulas de un escualo muerto que el mozo, hortera como él solo, tenía colgado en la pared de su cuarto a modo de decoración... Anyone involved in a shark attack would be considered unlucky – but few could claim to have been as luckless as Sam Hawthorne. The teenager survived a terrifying ordeal when he was bitten in the face by one of the killer beasts – in his own bedroom. The 'attack' happened when the 14-year-old sleepwalked into a long-dead souvenir shark hanging on the wall of his nautical-themed room.
He was left with the creature embedded in his cheek and blood pouring from a wound. His mother, Susan, said: 'It was like something out of a horror film.' Jaws struck in the middle of the night at the family home in Dudley, West Midlands. Mrs Hawthorne was woken by her son's screams but arrived too late to fend off the deadly fish – a holiday souvenir. 'The shark must have been embedded in Sam's cheek for about 15 minutes and he was in a lot of pain,' she said.

Sam contempla lo que parecía un simple objeto decorativo y se solidariza con las víctimas de Chucky Fortunately, Sam escaped with just a small scar. 'It was the most frightening experience of my life,' he said.
Vale que probablemente al muchacho le pasarán en el futuro muchas otras cosas horribles que le harán darle a este suceso la importancia que merece (y se convertirá en "la historia que Sam cuenta cada vez que se toma unas cervezas"), y es cierto que su madre y yo no hemos visto precisamente las mismas películas de terror, pero os diré que llevarse un susto cuando uno más expuesto está es realmente muy traumático... *Abrazando un cojín* Cuando yo era joven dormía con un póster horrendo en el cabecero de la cama. Una noche, las chinchetas se soltaron, ¡y el póster cayó como un asesino de papel sobre mí, que desperté entre gritos y haciendo jirones a cierto actor bastante conocido en un desesperado intento por salvar la vida! Claro, la cara de imbécil que puse al entender lo que había ocurrido fue como para acuñarla en las monedas de tres euros. Desde aquella noche no he vuelto a tener sobre mi cama el póster de ningún guaperas... y al susodicho actor, cuyo nombre me niego a revelar, aún no se lo he perdonado. Por cierto, Sam, para cuando te canses del tiburón... Tags: weird tales
May 27th, 200801:48 am: PADRE INTENTA INFLAR A HIJO CUAL NEUMÁTICO DEL COCHE
Ah, los traumas de la infancia... No, quiero decir traumatismos (como he tenido mucho de ambos a veces me confundo). Una juega inocentemente con martillos pilones y vigas maestras de pequeña y de mayor se encuentra no respondiendo del todo bien a los estímulos externos (aunque mi caso no es tan grave como para meterle una bomba de hinchar ruedas por el culo a un niño y darle caña...). Con consecuencias como las siguientes: A Cambodian father and mechanic learned the hard way not to inflate children when he inserted an air hose designed to fill car tires into his 5-year-old son's anus and blew him up, local media reported on Thursday. The Khmer-language Rasmei Kampuchea daily reported Try Sienghym was "playing" with his son Sok Sambo when the incident took place. The paper said the child's stomach became distended and his concerned mother rushed him to hospital, where he remains in a stable condition and is expected to make a full recovery. "The father very much regrets playing like this now," the paper quoted a family member as saying.
Police were not expected to take action against the father, blaming the incident on pure stupidity, against which there is currently no law. Sí, puede haber sido estupidez, y también puede haber sido intento de asesinato. Pero lo que más me preocupa personalmente es que el pobre no sepa distinguir a su hijo de una rueda del coche (hay niños muy feos por ahí).  Espero que no le dé por hacer columpios caseros Tags: weird tales
May 17th, 200804:45 pm: INVISIBLE SANDWICH, CAR,TOOTHPICK AND CASH, o "si no lo veo, no existe"
Relacionado: pillan a un chaval echando gasolina en un coche invisible (sí, estaba hasta el culo * de maría) A Frankfort man was arrested on drug trafficking charges early Sunday morning after he was reportedly pumping gas into an imaginary vehicle. According to the arrest report, Metro Police arrived at a gas station at First and Jefferson streets in Louisville and immediately smelled marijuana coming from Joshua L. Moore, who station clerks contend was filling up an imaginary vehicle. El tipo, vigilando que no le roben el coche invisible Relacionado: profesor pierde su trabajo tras hacer desaparecer un palillo de dientes, al ser acusado de hechiceríaSubstitute teacher Jim Piculas does a 30-second magic trick where a toothpick disappears then reappears. But after performing it in front of a classroom at Rushe Middle School in Land O' Lakes, Piculas said his job did a disappearing act of its own.
"I get a call the middle of the day from the supervisor of substitute teachers. He says, 'Jim, we have a huge issue. You can't take any more assignments. You need to come in right away,'" he said.
When Piculas went in, he learned his little magic trick cast a spell that went much farther than he'd hoped.
"I said, 'Well Pat, can you explain this to me?' 'You've been accused of wizardry,' [he said]. Wizardry?" he asked.
Tampa Bay's 10 talked to the assistant superintendent with the Pasco County School District who said it wasn't just the wizardry and that Piculas had other performance issues, including "not following lesson plans" and allowing students to play on unapproved computers. Relacionado *: ladrón hace desaparecer botín, que aparece finalmente en una cavidad de su cuerpoPolice prosecutor Sergeant Tom Scoullar said Linn walked into the bank last month, pulled a balaclava over his face and demanded money. As the female staff member was filling a bag with cash he told her he was sorry.
"I didn't mean to frighten you but I'm very, very desperate."
He then drove to a lake, and tried to burn the clothes he had been wearing, using petrol and some papers from his car. But nearby construction workers spotted the fire and used shovels to save some of the papers - which had Linn's name and address on them.
Linn was arrested a short time later and claimed he had given the cash to an associate. But police became suspcious when they heard a rustling noise coming from his bottom.
On further investigation they discovered a roll of cash protruding from his anus, the newspaper said. Tags: legend of lol, weird tales
May 12th, 200810:05 pm: LOS GATITOS DE TíNDALOS
-¡Están flacos y sedientos! -gritó-. ¡Son los Perros de Tíndalos!
-Chalmers, ¿quiere que llame a un médico?
-Un médico no puede ayudarme ahora. Son horrores del alma, y sin embargo -se miró las manos y gimió-, son reales, Frank. Los he visto durante un horrible momento. Durante un instante, he estado en el otro lado. He estado en las grises y pálidas orillas del otro lado del tiempo y del espacio. En una horrible luz que no era luz, en un silencio que gritaba, y los he visto. »En sus cuerpos flacos y hambrientos se concentraba toda la maldad del universo. Pero ¿tenían cuerpo? Los he visto sólo un momento; no estoy seguro. Pero los he oído resollar. Durante un instante indescriptible los he sentido respirar sobre mi rostro. Se han vuelto hacia mí, y he huido gritando. En un instante, he huido gritando a través del tiempo. Me he alejado millones y millones de años. »Pero me han olfateado. Los hombres despiertan en ellos un hambre cósmica. Hemos escapado momentáneamente de la impureza que los circundaba. Tienen sed de aquello que hay de limpio en nosotros, de aquello que dimana de las acciones sin mancha. Hay una parte de nosotros que no participa de la acción, y que ellos odian. Pero no imagine que son literalmente, prosaicamente malvados. Están más allá del bien y del mal, según los conocemos nosotros. Son ellos quienes se apartaron al principio de la pureza. Por medio de la acción, se convirtieron en cuerpo de muerte, receptáculos de toda la impureza. Pero no son malos en nuestro sentido, porque en las esferas, a través de las cuales se mueven, no existe el pensamiento, ni la moral, ni lo justo, ni lo injusto, según lo entendemos nosotros. Únicamente existe lo puro y lo impuro. Lo impuro se expresa mediante el ángulo; lo puro mediante las curvas. El hombre, su parte pura, procede de una curva. No se ría*. Me refiero literalmente.
Me levanté y busqué mi sombrero.
* Jijiji :-D (No llega a decir nada y no hubiera caído)A una familia le salen gatitos de las paredes:Helen punched one square hole out of the wall — and it wasn’t just drywall, we have an old house with plaster lathe walls, so some wood had to be removed as well — where we thought we heard the noise. No luck.
Twelve or so inches to the left, she punched out another hole. She stuck her hand in and felt around, then drew back in horror.
“I grabbed a tail,” she said, as both of us conjured up visions of a very large rat.
Helen reached in one more time ... and drew out, by its back this time, a tiny (as in fitting into the palm of your hand) cream-colored male tabby kitten. It was dirty, flea-bitten, hungry, scared ... and I wished I had a camera handy to record the look on Helen’s face. I knew at that instant we had another member of the family.
We called our vet’s emergency line, not having a clue what to do with a kitten that small ... we estimated about 3 weeks old ... and were in luck. One of the techs was to be at the office later in the afternoon, and they told us to stop by. The kitten was treated for fleas, its only malady, and we got some formula to feed it.
We were no longer hearing noise and thought an echo might have been causing the two noises we heard earlier. We covered the holes with duct tape temporarily, thinking that was the end of the story.
Wrong.
I was out shopping a couple of hours later, when my cell phone rang. It was Ryan. “Dad, Mom just pulled another cat out of the wall. “Welcome to the family,” I thought.
Back home, I found a third taped-up hole and another tiny kitten, a curly-haired black male, housed next to her sibling in a cat carrier in our living room. Animalitos flacos y sedientos de aquello que hay de limpio en nosotros(me los imaginaba más feos) Tags: weird tales
April 28th, 200812:49 am: HELLO KITTY TRAFICA CON DROGAS
Prueba: Lo de la "harina de trigo" no cuela ni patrás: es cocaína. Concretamente, 1'2 toneladas de cocaína incautadas en Guatemala camino de México. No sé si los traficantes son fans, o es que en México valoran mucho la presentación o qué, pero me encantaría saberlo :-DDD [ Hello Kitty Hell] Tags: goodbye kitty, weird tales
April 24th, 200810:26 pm: Y NI SIQUIERA LLEGÓ A LA EDAD DEL PAVO
Un padre va con su hijo a cazar pavos al bosque. En un momento dado indica al niño que se quede quietecito donde está, y se adelanta para cazar sin percatarse del hecho de que el mocosete de nueve años ha hecho caso omiso de sus indicaciones y le ha ido siguiendo. El padre oye algo, se gira, y...The Sibley County Sheriff says that a man who accidentally shot and killed his 9-year-old son while they were hunting apparently mistook the boy for a turkey. Sheriff Bruce Ponath says that Anthony Klaseus of Belle Plaine and his son Hunter were hunting turkey about three miles west of Belle Plaine around 6:30 p.m. Saturday when Klaseus shot his son in the chest with a 12 gauge shotgun. Klaseus dialed 911 on his cell phone. Emergency responders pronounced the boy dead at the scene. "He was absolutely panicked. That would be an understatement," Ponath said. "Very distraught." Ponath said the shooting was an accident but that his department is continuing to investigate the circumstances. ¿Cuánto se puede parecer un niño de nueve años a un pavo? ¿Tan feo era? ¿No es irónico que el niño se llamase Hunter? ¿Por qué me da por pensar que el padre lo hizo intencionadamente y luego dijo que fue un accidente...?
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April 20th, 200810:31 pm: CUANDO SE CUENTAN MAL LOS CUENTOS: HANSEL Y GRETEL
Teoría: Hansel y Gretel eran dos pobres niños que, al no poder ser alimentados por sus padres, fueron abandonados a su suerte en medio del bosque. A pesar de que los niños, en un arrebato de inteligencia muy poco creíble en personajes de su edad, fueron dejando un rastro de migas de pan, no les fue posible encontrar el camino a casa porque los pájaros se comieron las migas. Desesperados y hambrientos, acabaron llegando a una extraña casita de caramelo en medio del bosque. En su interior habitaba una bruja con el mal hábito de comer niños, pero a pesar de lo terrible que parecía el destino de Hansel y Gretel, estos logran en el último momento matar a la bruja, tras lo cual regresan a su casa y en principio les dejan quedarse. Práctica: una moza de gran envergadura asalta de madrugada una tienda de caramelos con sus amigos y su bebé, llevándose en el cochecito del niño una cantidad de caramelos equivalente a unos 400$. La Policía los encontró al poco rato gracias al rastro de envoltorios de caramelo que fueron dejando descuidada y guarramente por el camino. A local mother is in trouble after police say she brought her baby along when she broke into a Downtown Cincinnati candy store early this morning. Officers believe 19 year old Christine Ruther and three others broke a window to get inside Minges Candy Store on Court Street in Downtown Cincinnati at 1:00 a.m. Police say Ruther took her baby out of a stroller so they could fill it with $400 worth of candy. Officers followed a trail of candy wrappers to Fourth and Race Streets, where they arrested Ruther along with 19-year-old Rebecca Gamble, 18-year-old Terrance Ware and 22-year-old Dwight Reed. Ruther is charged with breaking and entering and child endangering.
No sé si la moza sería Hansel, Gretel, la bruja o la casa
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April 10th, 200812:45 am: ATENCIÓN: MORRISSEY ES EN REALIDAD UNA FOCA, EN SUIZA ESTÁN LOCOS Y LOYOLA ES UN HOMBRE
Morrissey se niega a ir a Canadá alegando que allí se matan focas y que hay algo en ello que le resulta especialmente amenazador. Está mal que me ría, pero es que me extraña su empatía para con estos animales en concreto... ¡Ni que fuera Seal! After being asked recently to perform at a series of events in Canada, Morrissey responded with his sincere regrets and the following powerful condemnation of Canada’s barbaric seal hunt, which began in earnest last week: In late June the Montreal Symphony are hosting a TV Special to salute Buffy Sainte-Marie’s 50th year making music. I am honored to be asked to take part. I first bought a Buffy Sainte-Marie record when I was 12, and her music has always remained with me. In the 1960s, as a political activist, Buffy’s lyrics were fearless, and I’m very grateful for all the risks that she took.I am also pleased to be asked to join the bill at the V Festival at the Thunderbird Stadium in Vancouver, and also at Fort Calgary in Calgary. However, as we all know, the psychologically and constitutionally sickening Canadian seal-kill has started and is once again in full-cry. The horror of the Canadian seal-kill is untranslatable, and although I fully realize that highly concentrated evil exists in other countries - Japan’s dolphin slaughter, Iceland’s newly-revived whaling, the cat-skinning trade in Switzerland, and China with just about every injustice imaginable - there is something especially menacing about Canada’s seal-kill. Loyola Sullivan (Canada’s Ambassador for Fisheries Conservation) is a man of glacial coldness who claims that the seal-kill is “humane” - a view he might alter if his own skull were cracked open with a spiked axe. The fact that the seal-kill provides a livelihood for fishermen is an insultingly dim excuse for it to take place - after all, the German gas chambers of World War 2 also provided work for someone. The seal-kill takes place to satisfy greed for fur-pelts, and this Canadian government is happy to drag the global image of its own country down, and make it a place that people such as I couldn’t bear to visit. -Morrissey, 29 March 2008. Tags: weird tales
April 7th, 200806:07 pm: FIRE, LIGHT MY CAMEL!
Adivinad qué es esto: - Una silla
- Una mesa
- Un sofá
- Una cama
Respuesta correcta: la 4. Una cama es, por si a estas alturas de la vida no lo sabíais, lo que sale de cruzar un camello y una llama, concretamente un señor camello y una señora llama, que de lo contrario no funciona (lo digo por si os da por probarlo en casa). El resultado es un animal a medio camino entre ambas especies y con esa dentadura que caracteriza a los camélidos y los ingleses. Y luego vosotros dormís encima. Para acabar de chotearse, este ejemplar en concreto se llama Rama la cama. Hay otras tres camas por ahí, que me imagino que se llamarán algo así como Lama, Mama y Jama. La noticia es que Rama ahora puede montar un grupo musical con sus tres iguales y llamarse Dos Literas. Rama, the world's first cama, finally has some friends to play with. The hybrid animal, the product of breeding a llama and a camel, has been the only creature of this kind since her birth in 1995. But now, thanks to better breeding techniques, there are three more camas roaming the Arabian desert. Camas are humpless and have the long fluffy coat of a llama. Their ears are half way in length between camels and llamas, but they have the strong, desert-ready legs of a camel.
Strangest of all, camas have partially cloven feet – a halfway compromise between the foot pad of the camels and cloven feet of the llamas. The birth of the new camas is a dream come true for Dr Lulu Skidmore and her team at Dubai's Camel Reproduction Centre. She said: 'When we started the project, we were not sure if it would even be possible to breed them. Now we have four thriving animals. 'The main aim was to see if we could get the best from both species. We thought the long coat of the llama and the strength of the camel would make for a very useful animal.' But the breeding process was no easy feat. Only two of the females would conceive and the others would not, even if inseminated with the same sperm from the same male. Dr Skidmore also discovered it was impossible for a male llama to impregnate a female camel. 'Only a llama mum and camel dad seems to work,' she said. 'We had two conceptions with camel mum and llama dad but neither went to term.' But as further camas were born, the team discovered they had produced the animal they were aiming for. The camas behave well in a pack, and are strong but smaller and easier to handle than a camel. It is too early to tell what the life expectancy of the camas will be but the team is confident they will reach a ripe old age.
Y mientras las camas corren felices por los ardientes desiertos arábigos las alfombras añoran aquellos lejanos tiempos en que podían volar haciendo pío, pío sobre un mundo completamente desnudo... Tags: weird tales
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