Talk about timing...less than five minutes after friend/loyal reader/ shoe fetishist Shelly tells me about the blog Fuck You Penguin, I come across my very own marsupial mo-fo.
This story answers the age-old question: What do you do when a 6-foot kangaroo crashes through your bedroom window and proceeds to treat your bed (with you, your wife and kid under the covers!) like a trampoline? Apparently, you pull a "Mickey Rourke" and put adorably rabid Skippy in a headlock.
Don't believe me? Click the pic to hop to the article. (Yeah, I really said "hop" -- sad.)
Monday, March 9, 2009
Kanga-BOO!
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I've always know that you shouldn't mess around with a kangaroo. Apparently, you shouldn't mess around with Mr. Ettlin, either.
I like how they added that Mr. Ettlin is a chef who likes to cook kangaroo. I like burgers. I'm gonna go pin me a cow.
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