You see, Stellaciel in all her over-ambitious glory decided that the Ughy Club needs a makeover to preserve any sense of dignity. Not a BIG makeover, since I'm not technically capable of that, but enough so that I don't cringe looking at our pages.
However.
I'm slow and easily distracted. Which means that this could take a while. I'm sorry!
Bear with me?]]>
*ignores Jules's murderous finger poking*
Jules: As opposed to WHAT kind of poking?
Stell: The NON-murderous kind!
Jules: What other appendage do you suggest I poke with?
Stell: NOSES!
*clamps hand over mouth*
Stell: I didn't say it, didn't say it, didn't say it ...
Jules: To those of you who don't know: Stell is trying to get over her obsession with noses. Also, NOSES? Plural? How will I accomplish such a feat!
Stell: *grins* *hiccups*
Jules: I told you to stay away from Slughorn's poisoned mulled mead!
... and that's a TRUE story.
THE END.]]>
Although once again, it must be said that it was satisfying to write "ugh" in the URL bar and have it lead me somewhere happy-inducing. ^^
Click READ MORE to hear continued Spaz-Spew from Jules about Ughy Updates!]]>
Yes, I did actually pick this as a topic in English class and went through with it.
I hope you learn a little something, and cry as hard as I did when I heard that gay penguin couple Roy and Silo broke up. That damn Scrappy and her feminine wiles.
Without further ado (unless you want ado. because I can definitely provide ado), I give you -- HOMOSEXUALITY IN ANIMALS. (Meant to be interesting, not offensive to any persons. I love everyone, if you didn't already know.)]]>
Finished editing/bloating the links page, so there are all sorts of new places to waste your time / get interested in things. I'd like to think that a few small additions and subtractions made the page itself a little tidier/slicker but who knows?
Alright then. ]]>
But who are you people?
I just don't understand it. I ought to ask Jules to help me rant, but as far as I can tell, she's busy growing Venus flytraps in her bathtub. (Noshe'sdefinitelynot.) And spilling cucumbers on her keyboard instead of bread. (And hummus. Definitely hummus.)
So here are the possibilities:
- The spammers are back and compulsively answering our poll. It's easy to imagine they might get bored of their Viagra-advertising campaigns after awhile.
- The non-conformist sheep tailed Saere in and are now launching air strikes while we're not looking.
- Lobotomized zombie folk click a link, end up on the Ughy Club front page, their brains implode because they can't figure out how to navigate the site, and they click the poll because it's the only thing that looks vaguely familiar. (And then they die before they can explain.)
- (And this is the best one.) The folk who meander this way are so much like ME that they want to participate in our research into optimum-lightbulb-fixing, but they're so SCARED of us that they don't SAY ANYTHING.
p.s. Why would you paint your wife like this, Henri Matisse?
]]>You need to see the movie Star Trek, because you see, you are the Spock to my James T. Kirk. No joke. You really must. :D Because I am so totally serious. Like, SO TOTALLY. I can see our complete dominance of Star Fleet now with our cheesy but still awesome eternal friendship that brings enemy Star Ships to their KNEES.]]>
Once we stop being overworked, suffering children, we will get around to more ughy-ness, but until then, Phineas + Soup + anticipation of June's featurette (it's adorable) will have to entertain you.
... do you realize how hard it is to figure out fonts for the internets?
]]>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, STELL! HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR MAY 1ST BIRTHDAY?
I'm such a good friend. :D]]>
Do I really need one? *steps out into spotlight wearing gold-sequined Elvis-suit, with coattails and a red bowtie* WHA-BAM! I'm all the introduction I need. :D
Materials
1. A treadmill
2. An iPod
3. The song "Starlight" by Muse
4. A television with cable
Methods
While jogging on the treadmill and listening to Muse on your iPod, turn to the Sci-Fi channel and watch the made-for-TV movie "Knights of Bloodsteel." Leave the sound on just high enough so you can hear growling and grunting, but no more.
Results
And finally, please enjoy watching Christipher Lloyd acting with fake teeth, this girl with an obvious wig running around ninja-lady-like, and just soak in the overall glow of horrid special effects, a spin-off-of-all-other-fantasy-in-existence plot line, and other ensuing hilarities. :D
Conclusion
*Jules sings "La Bamba" from memory*
Para bailar la bamba!
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesito uno poca de gracia
una poca de gracia par mi par ti
ay ariba ay ariba!]]>