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Fish Against Piercings!

Losing an expensive piece of jewelry sucks.

So, it stands to reason, that the best way to keep this from happening is to just attach the gold to your ear, nose, nipple, scrotum or wherever. You’ll definitely never misplace your trinkets again!

(And God knows that your rings will be the last thing on your mind if you’ve gone through the trouble of making them a part of your crotch and you find all your jewels missing.)

There is even an added bonus: According to the Kama Sutra, piercing various parts of your nether regions enhances the pleasures of lovemaking. Unfortunately, getting your hotdog up is a challenge when it’s weighed down with a pound of silver.

Piercing your ears was also thought to improve your long distance vision in the Middle Ages. This is why sailors and explorers were often seen with a gold ring threaded through their ear.

Ironically, piercing your eyeball does absolutely nothing to improve your hearing.

The gold ring was also a way to pay for a burial if an unlucky sailor washed ashore after jumping into the frothy waters in search of a sexy sea cow (often mistaken for mermaids).

I only have my ears pierced, but for years I’ve dreamed of putting a hook through my bellybutton as a place to hang my keys.

As someone who always misplaces their things, using your skin for safekeeping sounds logical…but that’s not really what body piercing is all about: Earrings are a sign of nobility, nose rings in India are associated with healthy child birth, and people like Elaine Davidson, with over 6,000 piercings, may just do it for the attention.

Either way, I can only afford to have my ears pierced for now … and I’m doing just fine without having to add holes anywhere else.

Plus…I don’t want to insult any fish:

Hmm…Smells Like Fish

he actually smells like garlic*Sniff* My GOD, what IS that? Why does the guy sitting next to me on the bus always smell like he’s allergic to soap? I should be a little more considerate, though. Maybe he’s one of those people cursed with a condition that makes him smell like cat food gone bad. Poor Guy.

I guess I shouldn’t gag when someone afflicted with “smelly-fish syndrome” takes a seat next to me. They can’t help it.

I’m not making this up. Fish-odor syndrome (FOS) happens when people don’t have the appropriate enzyme to degrade the fishy smelling chemical found in dense foods like eggs, liver, and of course…fish. These people are forced to sweat or pee out the offensive chemical (aka amino-trimethylamine or TMA) and will smell like fish even if they shower daily and smear on the deodorant. If you’re afflicted with FOS I would recommend working at a fishstick factory…where nobody can tell the fishy syndromed people apart from the fish covered employees. YAY!

Alright, so I’m not perfect. I love spicy food. Spicy food with GARLIC! LOTS of garlic! It took me a while to figure out why I smelled like an Italian bistro for DAYS no matter how much mouthwash I gargled down. 

Garlic is potent for a reason. The sulphur compounds in the stuff are absorbed in the bloodstream and will flow around seeping out of your pores for a while. It is absorbed in your lungs too. This means irreversible garlic breath. And guess what else? Mouth wash does NOT help! Goddamnit! Mouthwash actually makes things WORSE! Those lying assholes!

Let me explain: The alcohol found in most mouthwashes will dry up your mouth, and after that tasty mint flavor is gone, you’ll smell even worse. Sucking on deodorant doesn’t help either.

Moral of the story: So what can you do if you tend to stink it up? Buy enough garlic pizza or onion infused bratwursts for everybody!!

adventure smells like B.O apparently

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Squishypuff the Mutated Goldfish

My eyes had begun to glaze over as I made my way through the pet store in search of the perfect fish. I passed small, beady-eyed cichlids and dozens of other shiny fish that flitted from one end of their tanks to the other. Nothing really peaked my interest, though. They were all just boring fish with no personality. I wanted something…more exciting? Less fishy? I had no idea…

I began to think that I was looking for the impossible, and then I noticed two giant eyeballs staring at me from a small tank in the corner of the store. It was love at first sight.

The eyes jostled around on a bulging face similar to a yolk jiggling around on an undercooked egg. I knew the fish was doing its best to focus on me. His entire body, which was basically just a scaly ball with tiny fins, seized from side to side in an attempt to stay in position, while his mouth opened and closed excitedly.  I never wanted a pet more in my life. (Click HERE  or HERE to see one of these guys in ‘action’)

love-you1Squishypuff did alright in his aquarium for a while. I grew accustomed to him swimming upside down when he couldn’t fight the current with the tiny fins he’d been cursed with. And I got used to his habit of picking up pebbles from the bottom of the tank only to get them stuck in his mouth. He really did have an undercooked egg for a head.

But I couldn’t overlook the fact that he couldn’t compete with the few other fish in the tank. He did his best to wiggle his way towards the food pellets I plopped into the water every day, but he was just too slow. By the time squishypuff jiggled and writhed his way to the surface, all the food had already been eaten, digested and crapped out by the other, less mutated and more agile, fish. I would watch the pitiful Squishypuff (never one to give up) continue to jiggle around the surface in search of scraps, looking confused as always. 

I had my heart set on keeping Squishy, but I couldn’t think of any solution besides shoving the fish pellets into Squishypuff’s face myself. I decided to take an alternative, less time-consuming, route and sent poor Squishy off to live with a family of goldfish that were just as dumb, slow and eager to suck on rocks.

I like to think that Squishy is now the proud father of dozens of little goldfish: They may never get anywhere no matter how hard they wiggle those ridiculous bodies of theirs, but they never give up either. Here’ s to you Squishypuff! *raises glass*

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Why Octopuses Are Better Than You

Credit: Smithsonian Zoo
Credit: Smithsonian Zoo

The octopus is probably smarter than you:

Intelligence is everything. Octopuses are the smartest invertebrate out there (which really means nothing when compared to a brainless anemone, but just wait): Not only do they learn from experience, but also from each other: Newly caught octopuses have been documented to open jars and get to the treats inside by watching another more educated octopus doing the same.

These curious animals have also been known to break out of their tanks and crawl into their neighbors’ in search of uneaten food, while wild animals are known to board ships-sucking their way up the sides to get to the crab holds full of the (which they have to open themselves too, I might add). Come to think of it, a pet octopus would probably provide the owner with hours of entertainment…

The octopus is a lover not a fighter:

Like most animals, an octopus would rather hide from danger than face it. This isn’t to say they can’t handle almost anything, but what’s the point? They are just too smart for that kind of thing and like many intelligent things their hobby is to sit in the dark and ponder.

They don’t have a single bone in their body so they can squeeze themselves down to nothing and fit through crevices no bigger than a nickel. This also means that an octopus looks like a slimy shapeless blob when out of the water.

A major advantage to being an octopus is that you are pretty much hidden even when you’re in plain sight. They mimic everything from rocks, algae and sand to other animals like poisonous fish and snakes.  (Click HERE for a video on underwater camouflage)

Ink is their famous defense system, but there are other options: During the worse case scenario (besides getting eaten) an octopus can donate one of it’s many arms and escape while the clueless predator goes after the seizing tentacle.

Smaller octopuses will hide in shells that they drag around with them like a sort of shield. Another tactic is that a little octopus like this,  squished into a shell,  is almost too damn cute to eat.

The octopus is a force to be reckoned with:

I forgot where this happened, but sharks kept disappearing at one unlucky aquarium. These wern’t small sharks either. Plus, sharks are armed with their own slew of defenses like sharp teeth and sandpaper skin which made the situation even more shocking.

It was eventually found out that the resident octopus in the shark tank took on the large, toothy fish and won every time. The reward was a shark dinner, which he apparently acquired a taste for. Pretty impressive.

The octopus probably resents being fried:

 Stick with calamari

The octopus is more popular than you’ll ever be:

It was my love of the cephalopod that spurred me to type up this article. I’m not the only one enamored with these guys. Books, stickers, shirts, websites and magazines are often covered with drawings of octopuses. But I was really delighted to come across the short film ‘OKTAPODI’ created by animation students over the past few years.  Below are some sketches of the characters in the short. It’s no wonder they’ve won over a dozen awards for the cartoon already…but no Oscar *sniff*

(Note: For the grammar officianados out there, octopuses, octopi and octopodes are OK for use as plural…I dont have an excuse for any other errors)