I couldn’t wait to sink my baby-murdering teeth into Nestle’s new two-fingered orange Kit Kat, as it’s only 107 calories! That’s half the calories of a normal (common or garden) two-fingered Kit Kat. Now, if only they could make it not taste like shit.
Archive for January, 2008
It can’t be said that the British Egg Information service don’t have a sense of humour. They do! I’ve found a wonderful page of egg-related hilarity and mirth on their new and improved website:
A husband wanted to learn how to make an omelette. He was told that to start he had to seperate two eggs, so he put one in the kitchen and one in the hall!
Stupid husbands! They’re all stupid!
Q. What’s the difference between a soldier and a fireman?
A. You can’t dip a fireman in an egg
Yes you can. If it’s a really big egg.
There were two eggs being boiled in a saucepan. One egg said ‘owch it’s hot in here…’ The other egg said ‘arghhhh!! A talking egg!!’
I’m sure they were both saying ‘arghhhh!!’, as they were both being boiled. They probably went rather quiet soon after. Don’t worry avid readers, I’ve come up with my own yolk (joke):
What do you call an egg on a bus? The ticket inspeggtor!
Please don’t cry.
Four year olds seem to have a wonderful take on the ‘Banana Boat Song’, as one in our labs (the control subject*) sings the line “Hey Mister Taleban, tally me bananas.”
Perhaps if the Taleban spent more time counting bananas instead of murdering people and being generally unpleasant it would be easier to create a lasting peace in Afghanistan. And then we could all go there and eat bananas.
* The other four year olds are currently incubating pneumonic plague and have stopped singing and breathing.
My favourite Youtube comment of the week:
Steve i got sick recently too! I recently got lukemia (Whatever that is) so yeah. I don’t fell to sick right now
Give it time, my child, give it time.
