Nov 7, 2012
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Can we trust these almonds, once they’ve been activated?
Or will they be like the guy in that angela lansbury film? The one with frank sinatra?
And how many people have the code for the activation? Is there a key and a button?
It’s not just activated almonds, there’s a variety of nuts at large.
Unfortunately, most of them hold positions of power and influence. Many are h0ly and revered.
Accentuate the positive FD! We have visible proof right here at Crikey that if we all work together in a spirit of siblinghood then First World Problems CAN be solved. The comments box is back in its rightful place. Power to the Peeps!
A possible Rudd challenge ? It must be Wednesday.
Dog#1 I think it’s time we started our own protest blog right here at crikey-sville against cruelty to animals, real and animated.
As patron, you could be well-placed to illustrate as above the continued shame the greed-ravaged meat and racing industries bring upon us all.
I am seeing more and more cruelty stories at the domestic level, too, suggesting some kind of psychotic episode our nation seems to be going through.
Our level of civilisation is judged by our relationship to other species – and it looks like we have regressed to Paleolothic at present.
@drovers cat, as the descendant of Neanderthals- being a ranga, and all- I resent the implication that decent cave persons who went out and killed stuff for themselves only when they needed it, and felt spooked enough to pray to the spirit of the prey to forgive them, are in any way comparable to the industrialized death we deal out to animals now.
“Unbearable”? Is that when all the Koalas have left?
Dear FD, I’ve entered you in the 4.15 at Flemington.
The cartoonist’s memorial steeplchase over a relaxing 30,000 metres
It’ll be a hoot.
P.S. You’ll be playing the part of the fox.
A hot almond oil enema anyone? Maybe just one…….before you go.