Cool Shirt
Surprisingly, this comes in small…
You can purchase one over at Hobo Ninja for only $9.99.
Bacon Restaurant Bacon Bacon Closed Because is Smells Like Bacon
Confused? There is a restaurant in San Fransisco, Bacon Bacon, and some neighbors don’t like the fact that their neighborhood now smells like bacon all the time. Doesn’t really sound like a problem to me… especially since we avoided the aPORKalypse and bacon is still plentiful and affordable. There are two potential scenarios where I can envision pervasive bacon smell being an issue.
- You’re Jewish, Muslim, vegetarian or belong to some other group that shuns the ambrosia-like deliciousness that is bacon. You should view having a bacon-themed restaurant not as an affront to your beliefs, but rather is a test of your faith. Is your resolve enough to resist temptation? If it was, you wouldn’t be trying to close a bacon themed restaurant.
- You take joy in the suffering of others and want to deny them what they love; bacon. For shame…
You can read the article here.
It’s Official: Scientists Say Uranus is Violently Windy
Now that’s what I call ass-tronomy! I’m not sure why this is news… this fact has been well documented. Second funniest part about this story: They figured this out by analyzing data from Voyager 2: The Electric Boogaloo from its 1989 flyby.
Check it out here.
Another interesting fact: The largest planets are also the gassiest. True story.
Happy Mother’s Day!!!
Let’s all take a moment to thank the mother’s in our lives. Since my special lady likes to pamper herself, I thought I’d get her this self manicure set!
Corn on the Macabre
Ahh, spring. Warm weather, longer days, the color green, cookouts… it a wonderful thing. After a long day of being outside, we capped the day off with a cookout. As we were eating the delicious corn on the cob (too early for local, but at least it’s from the USA), I wondered what the other the uneaten corn was thinking. This wasn’t Corn on the Cob for him, but more likely Corn on the Macabre. I snapped a few photos of the ghastly scene (if you’re a vegetable, anyway):
aPlateOfGrapes.com is now 3!!!
You read that right; The Grape has been a part of your life for three years. Some might argue we’re no longer grapes, but a fine aged wine. Speaking of win, here’s a link with instructions on how to make your own wine… if you happen to be incarcerated. Prison wine (a.k.a., Pruno) has been around for as long as people have been locked up and unable to get wasted. Head on over to Modern Drunkard Magazine (amusing site, actually) to read not just the recipe, but the writers experience in tasting the concoction.