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christmas is....

Friday, December 25, 2009
...the Pink Panther in a Santa outfit....



quackers?

Sunday, December 20, 2009


I think I've been hallucinating; maybe something got in the water supply....

So I was swanning about by the Yodogawa the other day when suddenly, across the way, I think I see a massive great rubber duck floating along by the river bank.....



I do a double take, and then a triple one. I have a flashback and recall another recent episode where I thought I saw a pig in a combat jacket.

Wait a minute, I DID see a pig in a combat jacket...


Remember, a pig is not just for Christmas.


Recipes here.


So back to the duck.

I do a quadruple take and, with a cricked neck, decide to take a closer look to see if the duck is real or simply some bizarre trick of the light.

So I walk towards it and it doesn't disappear, and before I know it, for the first time in my life, I'm face to face with a giant rubber duck.




It's really there. I feel relieved. For a moment I thought I was quacking up.

Then he starts talking to me. He wants something. I can't make out what he's saying at first, but then I catch a couple of words. He wants a cigarette. He says he's a 20-a-day duck and hasn't had a ciggie in ages.



But then I see the notice....



It's a no-smoking area and giant rubber ducks aren't exempt. It ruffles his feathers a bit. I sneeze. When I look up, he's gone.


I stroll home, passing a cafe where I see a giraffe enjoying a latte.

futenma decision decided

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

please mind the step

Sunday, December 13, 2009
Design flaw?

I don't know.

Perhaps the road used to be higher.

Or maybe the house was once lower.

Or did the builders simply get their calculations wrong?

Then again, I suppose it's possible the architect was just having a laugh.....



fart song

Sunday, December 06, 2009
As fart songs go, this is one of the better ones, and has a well choreographed dance video accompanying it.

The song encourages womanly ladies of the female variety not to hold in any build up of gas that might be knocking on the emergency exit door.

The video begins in, of all places, a lift.

Now, from body language alone, can you tell which woman is keeping it in?


Man or woman, it's best not to let one off in a lift.


That's correct, it's the one on the right...




The song then begins....


"Onara" is the Japanese word for fart.

During the performance, gaseous ejections are shown in the form of lovely little pink hearts....


In Japan, even farts are cute.



"Oh! Nice lovely!"


The video ends beautifully with the girl smiling before letting out an audible fart. The reactions of the other women in the lift are not shown.


Happiness is a lift full of gas.

See the video here (with English subtitles)....
Running time: 2 minutes