“Cured salted pork crafted as a nasal tampon and packed within the nasal vaults successfully stopped nasal hemorrhage promptly, effectively … this represents the first description of nasal packing with strips of cured pork for treatment of life-threatening hemorrhage in a patient.”
What that means exactly: The life of a Michigan woman, suffering from a hereditary disorder which caused uncontrollable nosebleeds, was spared by stuffing pork up her nose. Next time you get a nosebleed, you know what to do. Put some bacon up in there. [The Guardian]
Four couples in London spent more than 24 hours hugging it out last week, effectively — and lovingly — seizing the Guinness World Record for longest marathon hug.
Six couples began hugging early on Jan. 19 at the St. Pancras International train station with one goal: wrap their arms around one another, with only a five-minute break each hour, for exactly 24 hours and 44 minutes to beat the former record, according to the London Media Centre. Read more…
I have no business watching a scrotum itch commercial, much less one in Japanese. But I don’t regret the minutes of my life I’ll never get back after watching this on repeat. There’s itching. There’s singing. There’s dancing (sort of). Why can’t Vagisil commercials be this funny? (I mean, outside of “Saturday Night Live.”) [Copyranter]
Madam Leong Mee Yan adds a whole new meaning the saying “s**t or get off the pot.” The 58-year-old spent 902 days sitting on her toilet because she believed there was a force holding her down, which prevented her from standing up and leaving the bathroom. She also imagined stones being hurled and water being sprayed by “people she could not see.” She moved off the pot a total of 18 times in her more than two year stay — only to shower. Her husband brought her all of her meals on the toilet and she even curled up and slept there nightly. With an intervention from her son and the help of medical professionals, she has since been removed from the toilet and is receiving treatment for her delusions. [Digg]
This is a terrible toilet tale if ever I did hear one. I wouldn’t leave the toilet either if I thought I was going to be attacked by toilet gnomes. Click through for some more bathroom horror stories.
Three years ago the “Toylet” was just a pipe-dream for developers at Japanese video game maker Sega, but now the urinal video game has been rolled out at pubs across the nation.
Users target their urine at a sensor inside the toilet which measures volume and speed, with software then matching that to progress in a selection of five video games in a console mounted at the top of the urinal.
“At first, we thought it would really be only young people who would like this kind of game. But … we’re seeing this phenomenon where people are enjoying playing with it, regardless of age,” said Hirotaka Machida, the console’s lead producer. Read more …
If, like most of us, you find yourself secretly hating rich people now and then, it’s probably because of the stupid and frivolous shit they buy. Even if you’re not a Marxist, you can’t help but think of the starving children of the world when you see some douchebag professional athlete sitting on his yacht, his trophy wife on the phone scheduling yet another cosmetic surgery. A whole segment of our economy is dedicated to making ridiculous shit for these shallow douchebags.
But a whole lot of lives have been saved by that ridiculous shit. For instance … Keep reading »