Today I spent a short time watching short news stories for money. As discussed previously, it is not for much money. However, I think there is a value greater than money to be gained from these videos (and obviously, one of them is getting ideas for this blog). I have discovered secrets about life that I had never dared to dream and been too scared to have nightmares about.
I discovered today that more than one person on this planet has come up with the idea of paying prostitutes with McDonalds. Whether the risks of catching a nasty dose of something from the prostitute was higher than the prostitute catching a nasty dose of something from McDonalds was not made clear in report. Now, I am not one to judge, but I think we can all guess which country this happened. Yes. I am looking at you America. Why can’t you be more like your good little brother Canada? (It gives me immense glee to know that my Canadian friends will be much more offended by that than my American friends). The thing that gets me most about this story is why didn’t he just give her enough money to buy a McDonalds afterwards? Why was McDonalds involved in any part of this process? Not unless, no, it can’t be can it? Is McDonalds now a pimp that forces its ladies to only take payment in the form of their own products, thus earning revenue from the sex trade and its ‘food’?
Oh, sorry, one sec, someone is ringing my doorbell. I will be right back. (Did you notice that although there is someone waiting outside my door, and now waiting longer as I type this, that I took the time and wrote it properly? That’s right my beloved readers. No brb for you. I would not cheat you like). But seriously, I best get the door.
Ahem. I would like to take a moment now that I am back to say that I have reconsidered my previous thoughts. I now understand how unlikely it is that McDonalds pimps out prostitutes and I definitely do not want to ever see a limited time offer of David’s Pet Degus Burgers.
I have also learnt that you can buy whiskey that has been poured over nude Playboy models breasts. Now, I am not a prude, but this just seems unnecessarily unhygienic.
My favourite however was the following news story.
A man in Singapore was arrested after carrying around a pickled human head in a jar. No traces of the rest of the body have been found. The media have labelled it ‘The Case of the Pickled Head’.
Take care buddies,