Toadfish Monastery

Got the link from Salon.com
Seems to be a hidden camera event where the reaction to the creepy kid in the corridor is tested.
[youtube=425,350]WK4NesgGboI[/youtube]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WK4NesgGboI
I'l love to see that experiment on a larger scale

http://www.alternet.org/newsandviews/article/533889/minnesota_gopers_want_to_criminalize_poor_people_carrying_money/

Hey, you non-rich looking guy over there! Are you on the dole? Yes? Empty your pockets! What's that, a nickel? You are under arrest!
Stuff like that was once good for radio satire or dystopian plays.
Btw, German lawmakers currently discuss, whether people on welfare can play lottery legally or not.

http://www.alternet.org/newsandviews/article/515608/woman_forced_to_watch_her_baby_die_because_nebraska_anti-abortion_law_prohibited_doctor_from_acting/

But at least no baby got murdered! 

Another top priority of the GOP at last came on the table (or off it in a way).
Pelosi had introduced biodegradable packaging in the Congress canteen to replace styrofoam.
Since all what Pelosi does is evil from start, that decision now got reversed and the old foam is back.
http://www.alternet.org/newsandviews/article/509010/gop_cancels_biodegradable_packaging%2C_brings_styrofoam_back?page=entire

There are people that think the best way to reduce abortions is to kill those that provide it.
Unfortunately in most locations the law considers that to be murder and few are willing to accept the consequences (for themselves at least).
But there is hope. South Dakota(' legislature) will soon vote on a bill redefining it as justifiable homicide because the motive is to safe the life of fetuses.
http://www.pfaw.org/press-releases/2011/02/pfaw-condemns-abortion-provider-murder-bill
Given the increasingly toxic atmosphere and even more growing madness and influence of extremists this is likely not an isolated case but other states will follow and try to top it (there already is something of a competition who can come up with the most whacky and odious law proposal).

Although we have introduced the concept of the monastery animal(s) of the year in 2008 with the infamous duck season, there is not yet an 'official' thread on the topic.

Let's recall:

In 2008 we got invaded by The Duck, that lives in all the classical elements
Air Water Earth and Fire

In 2009 it were moose and camel, esp. The Bactrian Moose


In 2010 the concept got expanded to an animal each for sea, air and land
Portuguese Man-o-War, Lämmergeier and Maned Wolf


This year we have
Requiem Shark, Hoopoe and Musk Deer


So this is the thread to discuss matters relating to these noble creatures.
Let there be song and poetry too!

GOP Official: Gay Pirates Are Invading Tampa!

Eugene Delgaudio, a Republican official in Virginia's Loudon County, best known for claiming that gay TSA agents were getting their jollies patting down male passengers' junk, is sending out a letter to his constituents claiming that radical homosexual pirates have invaded Tampa Bay, Florida, and are roaming the streets.

http://www.alternet.org/newsandviews/article/469676/gop_official%3A_gay_pirates_are_invading_tampa!

I think by now the sonnets justify an art thread of their own since most are not part of the challenge game

My First Sonnet

The purple fingered Eos guides the light
From Phoebus' palace by the distant sea
To where the sun god's horses will run free
And only one can hold the bridles tight

When he rides out adorned with helmet bright
Nyx will with covered face from heaven flee
For into Helios' face the hag daren't see
To sunshine's power cedes the pallid night

But on one fateful day 'twas her's to laugh
When someone else the chariot tried to drive
And found halfway the task for him too tough

His hybris cost young Phaёton his life
And struck by Zeus he fell down from above
Sun's fire drowned, the world of light deprived


The Frog Prince (part 1)

The princess stood beside the palace well
And cried, for she had lost her golden ball
But no one seemed to heed her desp'rate call
That into dark deep water her toy fell

'Now listen', said a voice, 'what I thee tell!'
Who spoke these words? A frog sat on the wall.
'I will return it to your father's hall
But you shall pay me ere the midnight bell*

No golden fortune I demand, my dear
I make an offer you will not regret
So cease to cry** and wipe away your tear

I wish from your own platter to be fed
So far of you be any sting of fear***
Then take me as your husband to your bed!'

*alt: pay before the
**alt:dry your eyes
***yeah, lull her, then spring the trap


The Frog Prince (part 2)

I can't defy my father's iron will
That to this thing my promise I must keep
A wretched amphib that gives me the creeps
That I'd prefer to bed not but to kill

A bridegroom longlegged, green; it's simply ill
For him/it to be the one to taint my sheet
What strange frog human hybrid will I breed?
Is there a pond the cradle then to fill?

Now here he comes my body to debase
He pounds the door, I have to let him in
Expose my virgin flesh to lurid gaze

To near with lust the daughter of a king!
Against the wall I'll smash your hideous face
You'll not arise of triumph proud to sing!


The Frog Prince (part 3)

"Hey, princess! Drop your gown, here comes your mate!"
"You slimy perv, I'll wipe your smile away
Of us two one won't see another day
Won't take me long your ego to deflate!"

She took him up, her eyes disgusted hate
"Your mangled corpse be stork's and heron's prey
Goodbye, my love, hope you enjoyed your stay
Now bones will break. Why did you tempt your fate?"

She threw, he flew, banged wall but what did land
Was not the shameless green one from the lake
And without fuss they 'joined in married band'

"The coach is ready", Iron Heinrich spake
"My heart's cage* bursts to have/see you back, my friend!
Ex-frog, Ex-virgin, where shall I thee take?"

*In the fairy tale Iron Heinrich put iron bands around his heart to keep it from breaking because of the fate of his master. When the prince got restored to his human self, those bands burst with loud bangs.


The Shoggoth

I am a ball of protoplasmic slime
With pseudopods, a vision to go mad
Repulsive, foul, I fill the heart/soul with dread
The mongrel cults adore me as divine

You may control me with the Elder Sign
But drop it once, I'll tear you to a shred
Of those who meet me most will end up dead
So take precautions ere/when you near my shrine

Once just a slave created as a tool
For Elder Things to toil both night and day
Controlled by them, their minds aloof and cool/cruel

But sentience grew and I did disobey
Rebelled at last against my masters' rule
And monster's maker then became its prey


Great Old One

He lies alone where humans never tread
And by the world has almost been forgot
No spire, temple, gravestone marks the spot
Where for strange eons he laid down his head

But still his name should fill your soul with dread
He's not alive and simple sleep it's not
But those like him, their bodies do not rot
And though he lies, he's nonetheless not dead

He will return when stars once more are right
The seal will break that shielded his dark lair
And up again he'll rise up to the light

He is a sight no human eye/mind can bear
No hero lives that ancient Thing to fight
Forlorn is hope, eternal just/but despair


Nyarlathotep
(You may switch the order of the quatrains and tercets resp. on this one)

Egyptian clothing is his fav'rite guise
Although in thousand masks he may appear
His mere suspected presence you should fear
For he is working on mankind's demise

He is a god that even gods despise
Behind a noble mask he hides his sneer
So take to flight whenever he draws near
On those who trust, he'll spring a mean surprise

'The Crawling Chaos' is his rightful name
Of Azathoth the messenger is he
And in him burns the most unholy flame

Is he the king who lives in infamy
In yellow robes, the city's ancient bane?
And in what shape will he soon come to/for thee?


Azathoth

Out there it stands carved not of earthly stone
In regions that no sane soul seeks to find
Where space and time have long been left behind
Out in the Void erected is a throne

On it sits one of flesh not nor of bone
The Demon Sultan, Azathoth the blind
The idiot god, all-ruling without mind
The navel of the world is he alone

'How can he rule?', he who knows nothing asks
His messenger is Crawling Chaos called
Nyarlathotep fulfills his master's tasks

Around the throne a mad dance does unfold
Their faces covered with most hideous masks
Two flutists move, an unseen drum is rolled


To my beloved Deep One girl

It's lovely how the air goes through your gills
That slurping sound each time you start to croak
Just like a toad that uncouth hands do choke
What wondrous sense of sickness it instills

Oh how your fishy smell my nostrils fills
Emitted from the slime, your skin's pale cloak
Does nausea like pyridine evoke
Like fest'ring boils and other putrid ills

Oh Deepie, do embrace me here and now
And let us join my dry and your webbed hand
It's time to take the third and final vow

Oh how I wish to see, alas, I can't
The Deep One cities, for they lie below
At least our child shall see the promised land


Be good with Ghouls

These guys they have some habits I detest
And I don't share their taste for human meat
Beyond that, it's all rotten what they eat
While I think that the fresh food is the best

You thought that in the graveyard there'd be rest
And worms would be the only there to meet
Dear sir, you are mistaken there indeed
Few cemeteries they do not infest

It's easy just to loathe the common ghoul
But take some efforts, he can be your friend
Be careful though, don't rush it like a fool

Go uninvited, sticky'll be your end
Seek introduction, then all should be cool
Ask painter Pickman, he might lend a hand



The Cult is In

In bayou country brightly burns the fire
And through the darkness loudly drums resound
Sends fear to hearts for many miles around
To end themselves here roasting on the pyre

We dance around it, never do we tire
Of sweat and blood all stcky is the ground
Our ecstasy surpasses any bound
And our chant it groweth ever higher

Cthulhu lives and he sends out his dreams
And soon again the stars they will be right
Oh, master, listen to our victims' screams

Iä fhtagn, that will be a sight
See how already madly my eye gleams
We are the cultists, you are our delight


Contemplation on an idol of Cthulhu

Of greenish rock this idol has been made
Not of this earth was taken this dark stone
It shows Cthulhu sitting on his throne
From distant stars it must originate

So small a piece but how infused with fate
To look at it, it chills me to the bone
A fear fills me as never I have known
Vile work of art, it emanates pure hate

With claws so sharp and tentacles galore
His stubby wings of leathery membrane
The scaly skin all wet with slime and gore

A monster large no force could ever tame
That mongrel cults with sacrifice adore
Soon he'll return, insanity will reign


The Terrible Old Man

In Water Street in Kingsport he does dwell
Who's only called the Terrible Old Man
The people they avoid him, if they can
Of him some quite strange stories they do tell

Just Thomas Olney's known to like him well
He does not fear to visit his strange den
They will have conversations now and then
But otherwise few people ring his bell

The robbers Ricci, Silva and Czanek
Were eager to relieve him of his gold
Went in the house but never did come back

The captain looks as fragile as he's old
But somehow to small pieces did them hack
And keeps their souls in bottles, I am told


In the Walls of Eryx

Oh curse the crystal that has lured me here
Invisible the walls of this damned maze
How could the natives such a structure raise
Whose 'high-tech' does not go beyond the spear?

But I'm entrapped and feel my end is near
Like vultures they do gather in the haze
My air supply will last but a few days
They'll wait me out, I see it in their sneer

If I got out, they know I'd flame them all
But stupid me fell for their clever bait
Now I can't find the exit in the wall

But am I right these lizard-folk to hate?
Whoever will decipher this my scrawl
I tell him 'Leave! Before it is too late!'

The Onion posted this video on youtube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=82x9pzHkHK4
On the one hand this is funny but I also had to constantly remind myself that this is not real.
I could totally believe that someone could come up with exact this type of ads, if RWers cared about public health at all.
And given that the g-word is indeed used by youngsters as a pejorative (even over here), wouldn't that be even a 'clever' strategy?

[youtube=425,350]82x9pzHkHK4[/youtube]

EDIT YaY! YuoTune thingy now works. ~Griffin

As every year the usual suspects cry "War on Christmas!". The tradition is a wee bit older than most would suspect and is a good deal more sinister.
It includes the John Birch Society, white supremacists and has some strong antisemitic undertones too.
A friendly atheist gives his thoughts on it here.

As announced in the Haiku thread, here is a new lyrics challenge.
The task is to write a sonnet (choose one of the classic forms) using four words given by the previous player (mark those words in the text).
Two extra rules:
1.The words should be distributed to the four parts of the sonnet, i.e. to the two quartets and two terzetts (continental) or the three quartetts and the epigramm conclusion (English) with one word in each.
2.(At least) one of the words has to be used in the rhyme.
Don't be unfair in your choice of challenge words by using only unrhymables or words that don't fit the verse structure

I (randomly, I swear) chose the words purple, sunshine, drown, and tough in the proposal in the Haiku thread and here is the sonnet I made from that:

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The purple fingered Eos guides the light
From Phoebus' palace by the distant sea
To where the sun god's horses will run free
And only one can hold the bridles tight

When he rides out adorned with helmet bright
Nyx will with covered face from heaven flee
For into Helios' face the hag daren't see
To sunshine's power cedes the pallid night

But on one fateful day 'twas her's to laugh
When someone else the chariot tried to drive
And found halfway the task for him too tough

His hybris cost young Phaёton his life
And struck by Zeus he fell down from above
Sun's fire drowned, the world of light deprived
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

New words: sting, well, fortune, listen

We got new PCs. Now with Windows 7.
Now I tried MS Paint, which has always been rather crappy in the first place.
The new version for Windows 7 is not only rather awkward to use (that might change with longer use) but one of the most important functions has been killed:
To change between transparent/opaque for the paste function. I checked all functions and the Help. IT'S NOT THERE! IT'S ALWAYS OPAQUE
All of the celtic art designs I do require transparent copy/paste of elements. Essentially that means I CANNOT USE THIS CRAPPY TOOL OF A PROGRAM ANYMORE.

Everyone has heard of Knut the polar bear in the Berlin Zoo.
But right next to his enclosure there lived Kragenbärin 'Mäuschen' ((female) Asiatic black bear 'Little Mouse') with her friend of 10 years, the cat Muschi ('Pussy').
Now the old lady was put to rest and has left the mortal plane at the ripe age of 43 (she was the oldest bear in the whole zoo).

http://www4.moz.de/index.php/Common/Image/field/image_data/id/108740

We all should conserve energy. A simple way is to keep the thermostat lower than usual and wearing warmer clothing.
But working on the computer I find that while most of my body can easily deal with lower temperatures even without donning a sweater, my right hand that operates the mouse cannot. It gets cold and stiff rather quickly under these conditions. And mousing with gloves on is not really an option

Wouldn't a heater built into the mouse allow to save energy because one could then use it without problems even when the room temperature is lowered and the energy thus saved would by far exceed the extra energy needed for the mouse heater?

This study has some interesting results.
Atheists and agnostics would, it seems, have the upper hand in religion based quizzes, followed by Mormons and Jews.
Well, at least in the US.
http://pewforum.org/Other-Beliefs-and-Practices/U-S-Religious-Knowledge-Survey.aspx

Is this the green future?

http://www.alternet.org/world/148016/how_to_kill_goyim_and_influence_people%3A_israeli_rabbis_defend_book%27s_shocking_religious_defense_of_killing_non-jews_%28with_video%29/

Far be it from me to paint all Jews with the broad brush or even those in the Israeli government but there are some the world would be a significantly better place without. And even hardened as I am from constant media exposure about their deeds, this article managed to get beyond the usual apathy of "They are evil? Next you will tell me that there are circumstances where water can occasionally display certain aspects of wetness."
Btw, I am of the opinion that the official High Rabbinate (or whatever it is called) is an abomination in itself. They still prevent civil marriage (so many Jews choose to travel abroad because they don't get a marriage licence from these guys or refuse to bow to their outrageous demands) and are by now also in the business of denying non-ultraorthodox Jews their birthright e.g. by declaring Jewish marriages in the US invalid, if the rabbi  conducting it does not meet their approval. Offspring of those 'invalid' marriages are considered bastards that in Israel would lack significant rights (and are often even denied citizenship despite that right is enshirned in the Israeli constitution). Likely not original intent by the founders of Israel but by now clearly perverted into a new edition of the Nuremberg laws. Add to that the volontary vice squads that try to prevent Rassenschande between Jews (esp. females) with non-Jews that terrorize some areas and Israel will sooner or later not even need foreign enemies but will self-destruct.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I2gZgspU1gA

If one looks at politicians in the US today (not saying that other countries are fundamentally better), honesty about their goals seems to be pretty rare, esp. but not exclusively on the Right. They usually are very vocal about what they are against but often literally run away when someone from the now rare species of real reporters tries to get a clear answer out of them what they actually want or what the consequences of their stetd position would be. Try to get get a clear statement that they want tax cuts exclusively for the rich and actually don't give a damn about the deficit (unless it can be used to hurt the non-rich) and they either look like the rabbit before the snake or do evasive maneuvers that would make a weasel/mongoose proud. The few that don't tend to be of the kind we consider to be not fully sane. What, I think, most of them have in common is disdain for democracy except as an empty shell that they can use for their own advancement.

In a way it is refreshing to find someone who is not visibly foaming at the mouth but calmly explains why he hates democracy and what he wants to replace it with. I do not know who that guy is (not a congresscritter for sure) or whether this is actually a clever parody.

What do you think about this? Does he make at least some sense? Is he loathsome, delusional or something totally different?

I guess you all are all familiar with the phenomenon called children TV show, i.e. TV based entertainment aimed at humanoids below the age of consent. They range from 100% commercial (Transfomers) to terminally imbecile (Teletubbies, I'm looking at you). A common purpose of these shows is to influence the audience in a certain way (like turning them into mindless consumers or at least pathways to their adult supervisors' purse). Aiming for character and behaviour improvement frequently occurs in shows with more conscience (misguided or not). This of course works as a great attractor to all kinds of twisted minds (like mine) that want to undermine, subvert etc. that very purpose. There are basically 3 ways:

1. character twist
2. plot twist
3. Rule 34

Character twist: the characters of the show change their personality and begin to promote behaviour completely at odds with the original purpose. Usually that means dropping the concept of 'wholesomeness'. Often that includes consumption of controlled substances, expanded vocabulary and diminished clothing.

Plot twist: the characters stay the same but are confronted with unusual situations like an outbreak of rabies in Bambi's forest, guys with chainsaws showing up (not just in the forest, leather masks may be involved)

Rule 34: There's misspelled crustacean on it. Especially (though not exclusively) if there is a cute female on the show. Look on the net with google filter disabled and you'll find really icky stuff.

LazyTown is a natural target. I've already done a good deal of cthulhufication on the songs and there is tons of Rule 34 out there (not created by me, my photoshopping skills are not near good enough).

So, let's do that one first without too many details before we go to the more traditional twists.

LazyTown - Rule 34
Robbie Rotten is gay and lusts for Spartacus, Spartacus is a bisexual pedophile and lusts for Stephanie, Stephanie is a nymphomaniac.
Trixie is a lesbian, Stingy has a fetish for his piggy (bank), Pixel collects hentai, Ziggie has a huge vibrating lollipop.
The mayor and Miss Busybody are into SM. Plot? Who needs any plot with that? I even left out the parrots.

Halloween in Lazytown (2 parts)

Part 1: Evening

Halloween has come to LazyTown. Everyone gets into costume, although some are a bit overenthusiastic.

Stephanie: Estefania Sporthory, vampire (pink and black outfit)
Sportacus: Count Sportacula, vampire
Miss Busybody (Bessie): Miss Beasty, fanged witch
Trixie: Hexie, witch with special broom
Mayor: ghoul/zombie
Stingy: Dr.Stingy and Mr. Mine!
Pixel: the Frankenstein monster
Ziggie: weird mix of skeleton, vampire, Frankenstein, with candy chainsaw and garlic lollipop
Robbie: Robbie Rabid, werewolf

The usual apples have been replaced by blood oranges for the occasion. Robbie plans to spoil the party and reactivates his clockwork-driven puppets and the mechanical dog. He also prepares a large cauldron of green stuff. But he has started late and the stuff is not yet boiling. Rottenella (the mean-spirited dancing puppet) is sent out to challenge Stephanie to another dancing duel. Losing again, she goes on a Kung Fu rampage. Sportacus cannot help since he again fell for the old candy trick. Rottenella is defeated in the end by Trixie using a rocket broom provided by Pixel. Robbie accidentally sets the mechanical dog on himself again. After the traditional dance number everyone goes exhausted home to sleep not even taking time to drop costume. Only Bessi stays outside for a lengthy bit of gossip over the telephone. Before the credits roll the cauldron in Robbie's lair explodes and emits a huge green cloud that drifts towards town. Robbie is on the floor wrestling with the mechanical dog.

Part 2: Night
Before Sportacus goes to bed he wants to eat the remaining blood oranges. At this moment the green cloud engulfs the airship and turns him into a real vampire. He sets course for LazyTown. Aiming for Stephanie he first encounters Bessie and drains her. She steps over the Welcome mat into the house in search of the mayor but finds his room empty. He is sleepwalking towards Robbie's lair when he is hit by the cloud and turned undead. In the lair Robbie has turned into a werewolf after being bitten by the mechanical dog. The mechanical Robbie now resembles The Joker. Rottenella refits the size changing machine into a guillotine and tests it on Robbie's dress forms. The parrots now look like bats. Sportacus enters Stephanie's room and vampirizes her. With an evil grin she runs to Ziggie's house and lures him out with a promise of sweets. She bites his neck but he is able to hit her with the garlic lollipop, stunning her. He runs to Pixel's house in order to warn him. On the way he meets Stingy who is looking for his piggy bank. Stingy ignores the warning and falls victim to the undead mayor. Now it's "Your brains are all MINE!".
Ziggie manages to warn Pixel before he collapses on the lawn. Pixel barricades in his room. Trixie escapes to the tree house on the rocket broom (which now is out of fuel). She can keep the attackers at bay for a time using her catapult. Stephanie calls for Sportacus who wants to get energy first from the fallen Ziggie. But due to a combination of high blood sugar level and the garlic the blood sends Sportacus into a coma. Now Robbie's forces arrive but are unsure whether to join or rival. Rottenella grabs Sportacus and drags him to the lair and the waiting guillotine while the rest of the monsters split into two groups covering Pixel's place and the tree house. Trixie, out of ammo, phone Pixel for help who manages to send her a fresh fuel tank by via catapult. She makes another narrow escape when mechanical Robbie manages to climb the ladder up to the tree house. Trixie flies to the lair, dons an emergency gas mask and jumps into the entrance still belching green smoke. Now it's her against Rottenella and the parrots. After a chase she accidentally pulls the lever on the dressing machine and finds herself in the purple dinosaur costume. This turns out to be so thick that normal attacks cannot harm her but she is also unable to see anything. By accident again she bobs into Rottenella, sending her through the guillotine that cuts the key she is wound up with. But now the pursuers have reached the lair too. Zombie Stingy remained at Pixel's house as guard but is easily tricked by means of his greed. Using his remote control Pixel can commandeer Spartacus' airship.  He guesses that an apple could restore the hero but knows that this means self-sacrifice because he has to enter the lair without a gas mask. The monsters are now in the lair. They can hold but not directly hurt Trixie. So they decide to use the guillotine. Before Stephanie can press the button, Pixel enters endlessly repeating "An apple for my master". Having the Frankenstein strength he can reach Sportacus and feed him the apple. Sportacus awakes.

Possible endings:
1) bad
Sportacus stays a vampire. Trixie is chopped up with the guillotine and fed to the the zombies and canines. Ziggie wakes up as a very powerful multiple monster. Pixel becomes Robbie's robot slave. Macabre ending dance number. LazyTown gets remodelled for the undead. The airship, now painted black and with reflective windows, takes Stephanie and Sportacus to new feeding grounds.
2) good/happy
Sportacus is healed by the apple. After an extended fight involving every character and contraption (and some pantyshots of Stephanie) the monsters are subdues and stuck into Robbie's costume display cylinders. Using vegetables and technology the curse is lifted. Dancing scene amid the burning costumes. No more Halloween. Robbie leaves his lair and gets a new soundproof  town house and therapy for his insomnia.

Falmouth Day /Stephanie kicks back

Part 1)
The kids watch Kick-Ass on TV. Stephanie naturally identifies with Hit-Girl (must be the  pink hair). Trixie admires Hit-Girl's swearing abilities. Stingy find Red Mist cool and plans to repaint his gold car red. The mayor comes in and tells them that next day is Falmouth Day, which the kids misinterpret as Foulmouth Day. Of course there will be a contest. It becomes clear almost instantly that the boys have no chance against Stephanie and Trixie who would make any old sailor blush. The eavesdropping Robbie is delighted but also realizes that he is no match. But his two parrots will do fine. Next morning. The contest is ready to begin. The parrots at first hold their ground well but at last have to yield to the girls. The mayor is about to hand them the trophy when two dark horse candidates announce their challenge: Bessie and Sportacus. Against their combined experience the youngsters are without a chance. They blush and, following the rules, automatically lose. Even Robbie is impressed and for once joins in the dance number (slightly altered text).

Part 2)
Still smitten with the Kick-Ass experience Stephanie's dance moves take on a martial arts air. Stingy is in Red Mist mode and plans to join forces with Robbie. Sportacus changes into Big Daddy costume on the occasion. But before the hostilities can begin, the deathly pale mayor enters and tells them that a crime syndicate plans to take over LazyTown and will arrive at noon. Bessie calms and reminds him of his secret agent days. Reluctantly the mayor hands over they keys to his secret weapon cache. Robbie for a moment ponders the possibility to go with the mobsters since they also would prefer a quiet environment. But he realizes that his lair would become their natural headquarters and, at best, he would be sent packing (daisy pushing being the more likely outcome). Meanwhile the first shootout  has taken place. Ziggie is wounded and the rest had to spit up, defending the town hall and Pixel's house. Robbie, Stingy and the mechanical dog start a relief attack, allowing Sportacus and the mayor to slip away. The mayor goes airborne with his plane and Sportacus climbs up to his airship. He finds some bandits trying to master the controls and kicks them out. Coordinated by Pixel everyone goes on the counterattack and tears the bandits a new one. The town takes major damage but there is nonetheless the traditional dance number, this time with the mobster corpses as props (same altered text as in previous episode). Before the end credits roll Robbie can be seen mining all entrances to LazyTown in order to prevent another intrusion in the future.

This is intended as our own Ripley's Believe It Or Not thread.
Post really obscure and funny information (one item per post only)!


Did you know that in Argentine it is illegal to wash the national flag because the blood of the heroes of the fatherland could be washed out?