Transplant specialists with the Center for Irresponsible Science announce they have successfully installed human hands onto a rabbit. “Until now, a rabbit’s front paws have been useful only for digging,” notes lead researcher Dr. Gertrude Ominous. “But with more versatile fingers, they will be able to pick up the phone and hire a contractor instead.”
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The bun is adorable, the hands are bizzaro!😳
Ewww, creepy hands are not cute. Bun-bun is gorgeous, though.
Is it just me but what’s going on here? The hands look fake and the Center for Irresponsible Science certainly is living up to its name. I love the pretty white bun but the rest is creepy.
NTMTOM, in an earlier post, I said I was glad Ani was doing better, so are her and Teddy Bear getting along better?
Bun is side-eying those “scientists” big time.
Is the Center for Irresponsible Science currently hiring?
I was going to ask the same thing. I have no science qualifications but I’m guessing that’s not a problem at the CIS.
I don’t have any science qualifications either, but I have an instinctive understanding of science because my uncle was good at physics.
I had no idea heredity worked that way until the Orange Menace pointed it out…
Darwin was wrong!!
Oh is the Orange Menace current in England? My current name for it is Malevolent Clown.
Sometimes I light stuff on fire just to see what happens. Is that qualification enough?
Sounds pretty irresponsible, so I’ll say probably yes.
Yes, poor bun has to keep washing them…but they are also touching his face 😁!
Speaking of washing, how clean is this super white bunny!
Wash those paws!! Wash those paws!! Wash those paws!!! (We pet people don’t have hands anymore, all paws….) Wash those paws!
NOMTOM, you always deliver. Thanks for the belly laugh!
Poor bunbun will soon have hands as chapped as mine!
Dr. Gertrude Ominous is a great name for a scientist.
You just know that the contractor he hires will be a bun with hands.
My wings are cracked and bleeding from the chronic washing and the bitter cold. Little Duckie’s cage heater arrives tomorrow and then I can have my Magic Bags back.
Quick laugh. We went to church this morning, and you could see people mentally calculating the distance between families so the chance of contagion was reduced. That alone was funny, but even worse was when those who came late to avoid the crowds in the entrance started ruining everyone’s calculations by sitting in the deliberately left empty spots.
I’ve seen photos of churches where they used yellow tape to divide up the pews, so that people would sit the recommended distance apart. Most of the churches in my town had online services this morning, which is also a good idea as long as all the parishioners have access to internet.
My mom said she didn’t go to church today but someone told her there were only 28 people there.
My company’s stores apparently took out some of the tables in the cafes so they could space the remaining ones further apart. (The store closest to me doesn’t have a cafe but was supposed to be getting one last year; I’m guessing the manager is extra glad they’re moving so slow on putting it in right now.) Also took out the train tables in the children’s department.
I had to make a snap decision: either drive to Vienna today to spend the Coronavirus crisis with my bf, or stay in my village and wait out the social distancing. So here I am in Vienna, watching a German crime drama and one of my former students has a starring role!!!
Benefits of washing.
…his fleece was as white as snow.
While away those hours of enforced isolation by power-washing your sheep!
LOL sounds like a lot of fun to me. Said sheep seems perfectly happy about it.
I think they also degreased the wool. Sheep is much fluffier now—definitely spin-ready!