Wednesday

A clean hippo is a happy hippo...
and remember: safety first -
never stand between a hippo and a dishwasher

Philosophy, challenging but well argued comments, politics, humour, international affairs, arts and entertainment, historical views about Iceland, sports... and gratuitous hippo pictures.
Yes, it would be fair to say this weblog is one of the bright little fragrant islands in that festering swamp of predicable mosquito infested mediocrity called the Internet.
But why a hippo? In a dishwasher? No... forget I asked. Some things are better left to the imagination.
Posted by Mary Rose at June 4, 2003 09:43 PM
fragrant islands
Not for long!
When a hippo clambers into some clean water, just to feel comfy and homely, it produces some poop and then vigerously mixes it into the water with its tail. I was "lucky" to see this in action at Whipsnade Zoo one time.
Posted by mark holland at June 4, 2003 10:15 PM
Sounds like, with a hippo on site, this island will be plenty fragrant soon enough.
Posted by T. Hartin at June 4, 2003 11:21 PM
I read once that hippos kill more people than any other large African animal. Someone annoys a hippo, the hippo grabs their leg in his mouth, goes underwater, and waits. The person drowns long before the hippo would.
Isn't that rather how the State works with people it dislikes?
Posted by mark at June 4, 2003 11:54 PM
A hippo? I thought it was John Prescott, sulking because he's been refused NHS treatment.
Posted by Tim Newman at June 5, 2003 08:45 AM
Mark, above, succeeds in turning a hippo in a dishwasher into a political point.
Posted by Chris at June 5, 2003 08:05 PM
How the f*** did you fit Clare Short into a dishwasher?
Uh oh, watch out! She's getting ready to charge!
No she's not.
Uh oh, yes she is!
Wait a minute...
Posted by Omnibus Bill at June 6, 2003 03:30 AM











