ETA: Even better live:
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When a zoo in Japan tried to get two polar bears to mate but failed, they became slightly puzzled. They’d tried all the usual tricks; smelly candles, dim lighting, Al Green crooning in the background; but nothing could ignite the flame of romance.
After scratching their heads for awhile, they decided to investigate the problem further by observing the male bear’s behaviour. He blatantly didn’t fancy the young wan, and she in turn returned the disinterest. When they saw the male peeing like his female counterpart, the confusion deepened. Was this imitation a form of flattery? ”It’s really odd,” the zookeeper remarked.
After a bit more head scratching, the penny finally dropped and they pinched some hair from the young stud for DNA analysis. Shockingly, the tests revealed that he was in fact: a she. Dun, dun, duuun!
To save any further embarrassment, they snapped on the rubber gloves and went in for a feel to confirm their scientific findings. Indeed, they found the bear to be missing a penis, a vital element in being male. “It was female.”
Now that the bear’s true gender is known, the zookeepers are considering exchanging her for a boy, but her massive popularity with visitors may save her from an uncertain future. “‘Tsuyoshi came here when she was a cub and people just love her.”
Filed under: random, tellyvision | Tags: friends, making the funnies, tv
I was watching Friends last night (is it never not on? even now? 4 years later?) when I became insanely aware of the laughter track.
Monica wants to tidy something – cue laughter!
Joey doesn’t get the joke – more laughter!
Chandler says ‘could you BEEEEEEE any more stupid?’ - people wet their knickers!
Filed under: fashion, interweb, tellyvision | Tags: gonna be on top, trash tv
I’m following a certain reality TV programme in America. It’s cheesy, shallow, over dramatic, and full of pretty people with even prettier pictures. Telly heaven.
The finale of said reality show was on last night across the pond and hence, I am in a spot of bother. Do I sit on my hands until the programme is available via the magic of the interwebs? OR do I ruin it for myself by looking up the winner, also via the same cursed magic…
The urge to know is rather annoying. It’s like my Christmas present is right there in front of me, with a teeny tiny tear in the wrapping that if I just lifted ever so slightly…. No, I shouldn’t. I won’t.
I want to enjoy the climatic moment – the split second when the winner’s pretty picture is revealed, whilst empathising with her poor competitor who stands alone, crushed and ignored.
Le Sigh. I may just have to flip on it.
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Imagine waking up every day with knowledge of what awaits you …. that delicious POP! as you burst yesterday away. What a delightful start to the day.