As a non-terrorist organization (unless the Southern Poverty Law Center has received our application), The Guys freely admit that we are not experts in the field of suicide bombing. And we’re not teachers, either, so maybe we don’t have a robust perspective on continuing adult education and jobs training programs.
Non-credentials aside, we can safely say that safety is paramount when training the terrorists of tomorrow.
Iraqi officials report that Sunni militants accidentally detonated a practice car bomb at their training facility north of Baghdad, killing 21 potential “another person’s freedom-fighters” before they could blow themselves up upon graduation. And to heap on the embarrassment, those officials were then able to arrest an additional 22 militants in the chaos.
Learning a new trade later in life, especially in a bad economy, can be both exciting and a little scary. So, while yes, it’s good to go that extra mile in class presentations … you might want to leave your C4 at home.
Another possible reason to stay out of the Midwest: pig farms are blowing up, and no one’s really sure why.
In recent years, hog farms have been exploding, and it’s related to foamy manure. Farmers started noticing that their hogs’ poop had a great deal of foam on it. Turns out, the foam contains methane and hydrogen sulfide, which are pretty flammable. This has left human scientists with two mysteries.
The first of which is why the pig manure is foaming in the first place, and why it’s only been happening in recent years. Some believe it’s caused by an enriched animal feed that has gained popularity, but tests aren’t conclusive.
The other, and more haunting question, is how do the sparks occur? If there’s no one around to set a fire, that must mean that, good god, the pigs have learned how to create fire.
Sen. John McCain expressed profound disappointment in President Barack Obama’s decision to delay plans for missile strikes on Syria. He chided the president for instead opting for a diplomatic solution with the Russians, who will help negotiate the turnover of Syrian President Bashar al-Assad’s chemical weapons stockpile to the U.N.
‘I was very disappointed that the president did not mention the Free Syrian Army and our moral and material assistance, which is required. I think they do feel abandoned,’ the Arizona Republican said.
“And I was only one punch hole away from another free defense contract on my U.S. Foreign Policy in the Middle East card, too,” he added, looking down at his shoes while kicking at an invisible dust mote.
At 77 years old, each failed opportunity to (as McCain put it) “bomb bomb bomb, bomb bomb” a desert nation puts that last hole ever more perilously out of reach. The only reason he reportedly still bothers getting out of bed now is his hope that things could always turn uglier in Egypt.
To help cover the costs of his daughter’s wedding, one dad has done the unthinkable: auctioning off his original copy of The Amazing Spider-Man volume 1. Published in 1963 and in good condition, the comic sold for $7,900, turning what had been Richard Schaen’s 12-cent investment into a dollar amount that shows just how far our princess fetish has gone.
Should the groom screw up, however, and the couple divorces, then Schaen has more rare issues to auction and fund his transformation into Angry Pop, arch-nemesis to the guy who broke his daughter’s heart made him sell his comics for nothing.
Those other comics, by the way? First issues of The Incredible Hulk. You’ve been warned, Doctor Groom.
It’s tempting to throw in the towel when you consider the numbers against humanity in the War on Animals. Insects serve as the shock troops in this massive animal army, with around 200 million drones assigned to each and every human on Earth.
And it looks like one woman’s 200 million bugs were in her Chinatown apartment in New York City. That’s our only possible explanation for why she set off over 40 bug bombs — or as FDNY spokesman Jim Long put it, “an awful lot of insecticide” — in her apartment over two days. She did this in two waves, detonating at least 20 at once each day.
(For scale, a single fogger should fumigate 1,000 unobstructed square feet. The average NYC single bedroom apartment is 700 square feet.)
While the first bombing went off without a hitch, it seems the bugs were ready for the gas on the second day. Firefighters are still investigating what ignited the insecticide, resulting in an explosion that partially collapsed her five-story building and injured 14 people. They think it was a pilot light or kitchen appliance, but The Guys cannot rule out bug countermeasures.
There could be something deadly in your refrigerator, and it’s not the moldy leftovers.
In England, a jar of homemade rhubarb chutney turned into a bomb. A 66-year-old woman was sleeping when an explosion in the kitchen awoke her. We’re not exactly sure how this works, but the exploding jar had enough force to blow the refrigerator door off and caused a crack in the ceiling.
This is why everyone makes fun of you for canning your food.
We don’t know who names cruise ships, but we appreciate their sense of irony for future news stories when inevitable disaster strikes. And we mean inevitable because our previous generations worked their waterlogged asses off to invent flying after so many (at least three million) transoceanic ships were lost in history.
Passengers spent four hours waiting to possibly board lifeboats while the crew put the fire out. They prepared for the worst in the whitest fashion possible: by using the ship’s WiFi to complain about the safety procedures at CruiseCritic.com.
Even if nothing went wrong with the ship itself, be it fire, norovirus, iceberg or getting flipped turned upside down, the passengers would still have to contend with the worst part of any cruise: the other passengers.