The fire truck can consume eight times its bodyweight.
Source: On Family Guy, this is a factoid Peter Griffin learned on a National Geographic special about firetrucks. The fire truck is a lone hunter which silently stalks its prey. Fire trucks launch into high-speed pursuit and take down their dinner using their deadly extension ladders. While feeding, they use their deep horns to ward off scavengers. This segment was so funny, I may spend most of Friday's Fourth of July parade giggling at the emergency vehicles.
Leaving it to YouTube to suck the funny (in this case the comedic timing) out of pretty much anything, here's the best clip I could find... at high speed.
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Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Reflection on Genuflection
People just don't genuflect like they used to.
Explanation: The other day I heard the word "genuflect" used and I realized that it has been a long time since I've heard it before. Frankly, I think the world is going to pot and people should really be showing more reverence than they do. I can't remember the last time I was bowed to. What's the deal, people? Do I not deserve the simple respect of being bowed to and called "Your Majesty" or "Your Highness"? How about "Your Holy Statusness"? I have a ring. You may kiss it if you wish. All I'm asking for is a little respect. Yeah baby. R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Take care, TCB. Oh, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, a little respect. Sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, whoa babe, just a little bit. A little respect, just a little bit. I get tired just a little bit. Keep on trying just a little bit. You're running out of foolin' just a little bit. And I ain't lyin' just a little bit. The world would be more special if more people would genuflect once in a while. And by special I don't mean special like that Kleinemann boy down the street. More special like... like Special K, the cereal. Hey, what do they do with the regular K? And for that matter, what ever happend to Kaye Ballard? You know, if you said mallard and you had a cold, it would sound like ballard. This is life so go and have a ball. Because the world don't move to the beat of just one drum. What might be right for you may not be right for some. You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have ... my opening statement. Sit, Ubu, sit. Good dog.
Special Blog Bonus: Don't get it? Neither do I! Let's just have a good laugh and enjoy a Far Side about cows:
Explanation: The other day I heard the word "genuflect" used and I realized that it has been a long time since I've heard it before. Frankly, I think the world is going to pot and people should really be showing more reverence than they do. I can't remember the last time I was bowed to. What's the deal, people? Do I not deserve the simple respect of being bowed to and called "Your Majesty" or "Your Highness"? How about "Your Holy Statusness"? I have a ring. You may kiss it if you wish. All I'm asking for is a little respect. Yeah baby. R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Take care, TCB. Oh, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, a little respect. Sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, whoa babe, just a little bit. A little respect, just a little bit. I get tired just a little bit. Keep on trying just a little bit. You're running out of foolin' just a little bit. And I ain't lyin' just a little bit. The world would be more special if more people would genuflect once in a while. And by special I don't mean special like that Kleinemann boy down the street. More special like... like Special K, the cereal. Hey, what do they do with the regular K? And for that matter, what ever happend to Kaye Ballard? You know, if you said mallard and you had a cold, it would sound like ballard. This is life so go and have a ball. Because the world don't move to the beat of just one drum. What might be right for you may not be right for some. You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have ... my opening statement. Sit, Ubu, sit. Good dog.
Special Blog Bonus: Don't get it? Neither do I! Let's just have a good laugh and enjoy a Far Side about cows:
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