Brutal.

Where's the wedding ring on the goatse hand?

Also, +1 @ #5. Well said, Sir or Madam!

I'm trying to decide whether this is an act of cowardice or commentary....

Nope, still can't tell.

I'm way too late to this party, but....I'm pretty sure that Hounskull is the Mall Ninja!

Super awesome. I'm a first year med student, and we're covering this right now, as a matter of fact. (In slightly more detail).

That'd make a great baby blanket/pillow/onesie/whatever.

There is no way you can make me believe that's not satire.

Mental scars!? What about neuroanatomical scars?

I am stunned that there are still people who read that stale, wretched excuse for a magazine, and especially that there is readership overlap with this site. The so-called "Rock and Roll Hall of Fame" is more up to date.

If I wanted to experience baby boomers fawning over each other and staid music, I'd put on Disraeli Gears and surf over to lemonparty.

Rolling Stone magazine: Gasping for relevance since 1967.

You gotta wonder what the size of the production run was on something like this.

Putting aside for a moment the awfulness of the idea (I know, it's hard, but work with me here...), that looks like a fairly technically challenging porcelain cast.

Somebody did a masterful pitch to the investors on this one.

Awesome. A professional paleontologist used the phrase "creepy-crawlies" to describe these beasts. My queasiness at the thought of this thing is 100% validated.

I call shenanigans! This isn't a hijacking game at all, it's a hijack-prevention game!

What a rip-off.

Oh, being high on meth...is there any problem it can't solve?