Happy August and Happy Monday.
There was an article that was all over the news this weekend, creating a palliative effect to counter the raging panic attacks and gross economic despair Congress has beset upon us, in which a cat in England couldn’t get adopted because it had a black patch of fur that looked like a Hitler ‘stache.
Spoiler alert: The cat was eventually adopted.
Because, really, who doesn’t want a cat that looks like Hitler? (And secretly want to paint stars of David onto mice and have an adorable, historically inaccurate photo shoot.) The Cats that Look Like Hitler blog knows what’s good.
In other news that doesn’t suck, Olivia Wilde had a psuedo-nip slip during the filming of her new movie, The Change-up, in which Ryan Reynold’s hand slipped, revealing the pasty which covered her real nipple. She reported on Jimmy Kimmel that it wasn’t a big deal since computer graphic technology has achieved a level where we can digitally insert a nipple post-production.
I got to approve the nipples! […] They sent me an e-mail and they were like, ‘Please review nipple cover shot one through seven and decide which one is most like the original.’
I wonder if any of the stock nipples were men’s. If somebody who knows how to make flash games is reading this please make a “man or woman nipple?” game.