One Big Puppy

Readers of Roni’s blog will know that our pet rat, Puppy, died a few weeks ago. Well I was looking through the news, and among stories of Britney Spears’s little sister being pregnant, and “don’t tase me bro!” being the top quote of the year, there was something actually interesting!

In a region of the Indonesian rain forest that is rarely explored and has been called the “Lost World” a team of scientist found a giant rat.
Now, keep in mind that this isn’t some new breed of rodent, but this is actually a BIG rat. Apparently the rat had no fear of humans, and would wander in and out of the camp on a regular basis. They think that this rat might be a new species of rat altogether, a larger than average rat.

One disappointing omission in the article was when these guys will become commercially available. Why just settle for naming a rat Puppy, when you can have a rat that is the size OF a puppy?

Good one

How many emo kids does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

None. Let them cry in the dark.

Irrational fear

Don’t ask me to explain why, but I am afraid that while I’m asleep, a huge man will break into our house with a big knife, hold the knife right above my sternum, and whack it down with all his might, thereby splitting the bone and somehow puncturing my ribs. Of course I will die.

Because of this, I’m very paranoid about my sternum in general. Even going to the doctor and having them put their stethoscope on my chest is unnerving. What if by some horrible accident he picks up a sharp instrument instead of the stethoscope and ends up splitting my sternum?? It makes me so worried!!