I'd just like to point out that custard is a non-newtonian fluid...

Given how much the sex offenders register has been abused, no.

(Example: however disgusting you think pissing in an alley is -- it's not a sex act.)

+10 for dreaming utopian data-life integration fantasy.

-1,000,000 for all the data leak they don't mention. Do I actually think that the only thing he shared with the internet was the graffiti picture? I do not.

I can confirm that this was originally shown on That's Life. I saw it as a kid. It used to specialise in exactly this sort of story - as well as human interest and expose.

They're cakes. If they were biscuits, we'd have to pay more tax on them, and the price would go up. ;)

If you get a chance to try them, don't pass it up! Especially the dark chocolate ones...

Well, yes, toxoplasmosis.

But until recently I had a house full of the little buggers, and came to respect them (apart from the shitting everywhere and literally eating my house, that is).

Having caught and observed about two dozen of the dears over a period of a few years, I can honestly say that the variance in personality is amazing. I've seen timid, frightened mice, of course; but also unfased and probably unfasable mice; studious, curious mice; old, experienced, sneaky survivor mice; stupid, reckless mice; mice that performed incredible feats of courage and agility; and, yes, aggressive, fearless mice.

I almost miss them -- until I remember how much the curtains cost.

They're good. They're very good. But not the best.

There is, of course, the ineffable Duck Dodgers in the 24 1/2 Century.

There is the indescribabable Duck Amuck.

There is Rabbit Fire. ("Rabbit Season! Duck Season!")

And I'd like to offer up a personal favourite, Compressed Hare (probably the best of the four Bugs v Wile E Coyote cartoons.)

My 10c.

Forgive me, but all I can think is: thank the gods he stopped at his tongue.

I thought at first he had lost his hands in some terrible accident. But, no. He's just trying to be different.

Normally I applaud different, but this seems ... well, childish.

Um, you do know that it's okay to wear a costume that isn't a copy of something the wearer saw in fiction, right?

Especially when the costume is that amazing.

This is my favourite area in the entire world -- so far.

I remember going into a pub while on holiday about five miles from here, in a tiny little hamlet just outside where we were staying. Suddenly, the locals all switched to speaking Welsh.

And, I was not in the least offended; just pleased that they had a way to continue their discussion in private. Besides, spoken welsh sounds wonderful.

I'd alwasy assumed that the producers' final revenge on the Monkees was to ensure, in the edit, that the movie made no sense.

I've certainly heard that said of the movies sudden ending.

Except that Rorschach would have described himself as lawful good. And some versions of Batman pretty much admit to being Chaotic Neutral (what was that line about "we're bad guys; we've always been bad guys"?)

Never did think much of D&D alignments: too pat. Life is more complex. (And, so should role-playing be.)

In the UK we would be astonished to hear that the Hokey Cokey (definitely "Cokey") had any US connections at all.

Here, it is almost exclusively connected with London's Pearly Kings and Queens (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pearly_King). I can imagine very little that more strongly evokes Englishness.

Bavarian, not English.

@Twist:

Of course there should be a question. It's just that the answer should be "Yes, you idiot."