Animals - they're taking the piss! It turns out that a third of extinct animals aren't really extinct. They were just messing us about. If we extrapolate this the other two-thirds probably aren't extinct either. Somewhere all the dodos and dinosaurs and whatnot are all hiding behind a rock, laughing their very much still alive derrieres off at us, thinking they're so superior. Well, I'll tell you what - why don't we kill them all, to teach them a lesson? That would wipe the grins of their supposedly dead faces. It's about time they realised - you don't mess with humans. No way, sunny Jim. Or rainy José, for that matter, any which way - you don't mess with us. I keep looking up at the corner of the room. In case there's an auroch there, sniggering at me. I haven't spotted it yet - but they're crafty, aren't they. It'd better watch out now. They all had, now that we're onto them. No more easy ride.
The Russians are going to build a hotel in space. Daft. Space is expensive. It's not handy for anything. There's nothing there, no crops, no chops, no shops, you have to get everything from Earth, and they charge extra to deliver to space. It's not on the way anywhere either, there's no-one just passing through, everyone that goes into space has got somewhere to stay already. It's only going to have four rooms. They'd be better building a hotel somewhere normal that takes a normal amount of people and has normal facilities and less problems getting food and stuff. What are they thinking of? Maybe they just really like space or something. That's fine. They can go home in the evening and draw pictures of it, or play games about it, or whatever. But they shouldn't let it ruin their business. That's just irresponsible.
I was very cross to read a bullshit claim that The Flintstones are celebrating their 50th birthday. They're cartoons. They're not real. They can't celebrate anything. Not unless someone draws them doing it, and that doesn't count. I could draw you celebrating animals being wiped out for laughing at us, that wouldn't mean you were doing it. Just a drawing. That dinosaur that they had - that's not hiding anywhere, because it never existed. Honestly, what sort of idiots do The Guardian take me for? If they keep this up I might have to consider ceasing to buy it for the train and end up not reading it. I have some standards.
that's all from me for now
see you around
Thing Which Will Not Be Shown Today Of The Day: Magnum P.I.