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The Weird and The Weirder

You know, there's some weird, wacky and wonderful things going on around us. Sit back, relax, and let's see if I can provide you with an overview of stuff so odd you probably think I'm making it up. But noooo, Mr and Mrs Newshound, this stuff's for real.


Last week Canada's media - and the Catholic Church establishment - was aghast that the Prime Minister, a protestant, attending the funeral mass for former Governor General Romeo LeBlanc, appeared to pocket his communion wafer. This story had legs for about a week until the PM dismissed the story as the lowest of the low in journalism in a news conference at Italy's G8. Too bad. It had all the makings of the next Dan Brown blockbuster.


The madness that is MJ refuses to quit. In a story titled "Jacko in the Box" The New York Post reported last week that while the Jackson family dithers over Michael's final resting place his body is temporarily parked in Motown record mogul Berry Gordy's crypt. He's right next to Sandra Dee's final resting place who starred in "Imitation of Life" in 1959 - a fitting epitaph for her temporary neighbour.


Meanwhile, AFP reports a recent study for Expedia.com indicates "pushy French are world's worst tourists". The study says the French are stingy when it comes to tipping and are down right rude. In an unrelated story AFP also reports a French woman was found after 11 days stranded in Spain's Pyrenees with nothing but a picnic to eat. The real story is no one would give her food or directions because she was so rude.


And finally, for those of you really wanting to keep abreast of current events, you'll be happy to learn that a financially strapped New Zealand porn entrepreneur intends to go ahead with his annual "Boobs on Bikes" parade this year in Auckland. The parade features topless female porn stars on the backs of Harley's. Not surprisingly the event encountered some stiff opposition from city council. Zoom. Zoom.

Comments

nipsy said…
Okay that is officially weirder than weird..all of it..
Quirkyloon said…
You have outdone the weirdness with this one Dude!

Ha!
CatLadyLarew said…
Jacko in the box... love it!
nonamedufus said…
nipsy: Pretty odd stuff, eh?

Quirky: It's one of the many public services I perform.

CatLady: Yeah, it gives the "King of Pop" (up) new meaning.
They say the only problem with Paris is the Parisians. I guess it applies when they travel too.
nonamedufus said…
Philippe: Oui, j'imagine!
MA Fat Woman said…
The Chinese are pretty rude too!
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