Archive for April, 2012
::: meh :::
Today’s ‘No Shit’ bullshit story: Kids who play ‘choking game’ may take other risks, too’.
Someone went out, secured funding and got their study on to prove the obvious obviosity that the precious little snowflakes who find it just nine kinds of F-U-N to obstruct available O2 from finding their little lung units DO, in fact, find risky behavior MORE than nine kinds of rewarding?
A group of APPARENTLYGOTNOTHINGBETTERTODOers over at the Oregon Health Authority spent some serious clock ticks surveying more than 5,300 eighth-graders to find out if they’d heard of the choking game, and if so, whether they had participated.
Twenty-two percent of children said they had heard of the game, and 6 percent had participated in it.
::: No word on what percent of pubers lied about either, but I think it’s safe to say that when talking about teens it would be a not tiny tally of the sum total of ’em. Talkin’ truth here … :::
And this, gentle readers, is the part where you close your eyes, travel to your mental happy place and take deep, cleansing breaths as you try to block from your mind the reality that THIS WASN’T ALREADY OBVIOUS!?!
End the panic!
Bring the YAY!!
SMILE EARTH DWELLERS!!!
For Friday the 13th is NOT a bad-luck day and life as we know it is NOT, in fact, coming to an end!!
Because it’s not true.
Because he Is ALIVE!!!!!
Mah (newest) BOO is ALIVE, y’all!!!!
As in not dead!!!!!!!!
THERE JUST AREN’T ENOUGH EXCLAMATION POINTS TO CAPTURE THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THIS DEVELOPMENT!!!!!!!!!
Awful, horrible, heinous people were spreading awful, horrible, heinous rumors over the interwebs yesterday that Boo — the cutest, cuddliest, most captivating canine ever to set paw on the planet — was just a desperate little piece of D-E-A-D, sparking worldwide SADZ!
‘… Boo is dead? This is traumatizing,’ one devotee to the little doggie wrote.
::: *sniff :::
‘You will live forever on the Internet,’ wrote another.
::: WAAHHH! :::
Frownie faces everywhere!
Today, when God parted the clouds, opened the heavens and mercifully rained down showers of shiny, sweet, golden kisses of AHHHHHH as the truth was revealed.
And life is good again.
On Friday, the 13th.
The day before the Greeneyedgirl’s birthday.