The Best Seat in the House

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I suspect the shower is in the main entry.

Good to the Last Chunk

It’s not just ANY coffee…

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IT’S WEASEL PUKE COFFEE!  YAY!

There’s a little animal in Vietnam which has magical properties. Locally, it’s called a weasel (though technically, it’s a type of civet, but let’s call it a weasel like the locals) and it sure likes to eat the fruit of the coffee plant. But the seeds don’t sit well in its tummy, so it vomits them up. And that’s where the fun comes in – for local coffee folks gather up the beans and lightly roast them. The stomach acids seem to wear away the bitter taste of the coffee beans, and the resulting coffee is delicious and smooth.

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From Wikipoidland we find this related tidbit:

Kopi Luwak (pronounced [ˈkopi ˈluwak]) or Civet coffee is coffee made from coffee berries which have been eaten by and passed through the digestive tract of the Asian Palm Civet (Paradoxurus hermaphroditus). The civets eat the berries, but the beans inside pass through their system undigested. This process takes place on the islands of Sumatra, Java and Sulawesi in the Indonesian Archipelago, in the Philippines (where the product is called Kape Alamid) and in East Timor (locally called kafé-laku). Vietnam has a similar type of coffee, called weasel coffee, which is made from coffee berries which have been regurgitated by local weasels. In actuality the “weasel” is just the local version of the Asian Palm Civet.

Note that Wikistuff contradicts itself here, and that the coffee beans are fully processed by the “weasel.”

It’s a steal at only $24.99 per pound 57 grams.  (That’s only $198.81/lb., but one sip keeps you wired for a week.)

[Weasel Puke Coffee description found here where it may be purchased;  found via RGS. More info here.]

State of the Art, Cutting Edge, Wave of the Future, Now More Than Ever, New and Improved Coprophagia Prevention

Puppies are born with incomplete digestive systems.  They aren’t able to completely digest everything that passes through their digestive tracts.  Therefore they recycle, and pet owners can’t stand to watch that kind of natural recycling.

The Associated Press, Reuters, MSN and CNN and a couple of other media sources that come to mind are kinda like that, too, but they are not puppies and so far there are no products available to prevent them from recycling their own crap.

[Real product advert from here. I don’t know what’s worse, that or this.]

Variegated Loch Ness Buttberry

The exotic Variegated Loch Ness Buttberry should not be confused with the domestic Struttsiani Bunkisasi  Buttberry, pictured below, as they are a distinct and separate feces.

[Top image: BOSSY.  Bottom image, well, they both are, aren’t they.]

Reality Comics: The Family Circus

[With Apologies to Jeff & Bil Keane.]

The .gif Friday Post No. 23 – Mr. S. is hungry

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I can’t tell if those are carrots or misshapen Cheeto’s. They’re prolly carrots, given the Gubernator’s penchant for fitness and health. Donkeys like carrots, too.

And just to make up for that thinly veiled political jab at Mr. Schwarzenegger, here’s this bonus: California Tax Dollars at work.

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[Both .gif’s prolly found here.]

TRUST

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“What Once Was Lost, But Now is Found…”

Yeah, I know those aren’t the words. If I dropped my wallet in there, I’d fish it out for sure, but not this way. But a cell-phone? Amazing Grace is gonna get crappy reception from now on.

Then there’s Dad… got up outta bed with his chonies and black socks, got shoes on, and hung his daughter head first into the latrine to help her retrieve an overrated electronic device that she’s gonna put next to her mouth the first chance she gets to describe to her best Oprah-watching confidant how she stupidly mistook the cellphone for the Spiegel catalogue and it dropped into the cess and now the battery’s dead and [you go girl.].

[Photo series via Liver.]

From the Department of Lesser Superheroes

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Two damsels in obvious distress. They cry for help, pleading for mercy, “We’ve squatted and we can’t get up! Help us, SOMEONE!”

The call is answered by the only Superhero who can save them from certain death:

IT’S ENEMAN TO THE RESCUE!

When Eneman is on the scene, evil doers get what they deserve in the end. He’ll never leave his buddies behind, and he always gets to the bottom of the problem. I think any additional comment of mine may be too obviously in poor taste for such a class website such as TR, butt let your thoughts flow freely in the comments down below.

I really apologize for this post. Sorta. You still rock, though.

[Unknown source for first photo. Eneman photo (with beanie baby Enemans) from here.]

Here’s to Your Nulls, and more…

Since this is SNTC Anniversary month, we offer this tribute.

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Okay. Assume you’re a male bee and… oh nevermind. The allegory doesn’t work with conchs. Let’s move on.

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This configuration is designed for a two-person study group. The checkerboard has been removed for clarity.

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Note the absence of TP. Note the presence of the sponge on a stick. Note that the sponge on a stick is not for cleaning the chamber pot. Note that the chain flushes nothing, but rings a chime.

Note that this is how very important people did it, and be glad that you didn’t have to answer the bell.

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Nice western adaptation for the Turkish Toilet. (Bomb sights have since been added to this model. Roll up your trousers and keep your boots on.)

Thanx a load to b.b., jynx, Geezer & Donk for bringing all this to my attention.

[Photos via Toilets from Around the World (some NSFW/kids)]