A young woman has been awarded a literary award for tweeting. What a sad time we are in, when tweeting is being acknowledged as literature. It won’t be long until they start awarding the best YouTube comments.
Even this woman stopped her limo on the way to get married to make her vote count! If she could make the time to vote on her wedding day, we wonder what the excuses of one million non-voters are.
Regardless of the “not for human consumption” label on incense packaging, or even the potential lung cancer risk of inhaling the smoke, we’re quite impressed people can bear to be around the overpowering smell of incense long enough to get a high! The article reveals the ODT bought a packet of the very popular “Firebird” incense … explains a lot.
What a breakthrough.
A grown man, and a real estate agent at that, sent a sack of shit to a rival agent. The bag, apprehended by Police, was sent to experts for further examination because, apparently, if it “looks like faeces and smells like faeces, it’s still not necessarily faeces.”
The ODT is gobsmacked: this article expresses surprise that students are actively engaged in activities that don’t involve pissing around and/or booze. Turns out we’re not all duds, contrary to popular belief (read: ODT). It seems some driven young students engage in a voluntary consultancy agency, Ignite Consultants, to enhance not-for-profit charities.