When a work colleague asks you if you did anything interesting with your weekend, they almost never expect you to reply with:
“Well, …I faked a pregnancy!”
But friends, that’s exactly how my Monday morning kicked off.
See, yesterday being April 1st, Anna and I decided to change our Facebook profile pictures to this:
I thought my friends would see through me right away but suddenly my phone began to ring off the hook!
I wish this was my idea but it’s not.
I don’t know who to credit.
It’s just one of the many benefits of StumbleUpon.
Opened the paper today and saw this:
“Bull: 1.
Israel Lancho: 0.
A bull has mauled a Spanish matador, Israel Lancho, so bad that he had to be rushed to hospital in Spain for a massive and life threatening wound to the stomach.
Thousands of shocked spectators in the Spanish city of Madrid at the Las Ventas bullring watched on as Israel Lancho was severly wounded by the rampaging bull.
Local media in Las Ventas say Israel Lancho is in a very serious condition in hospital after a 25 centimeter or 10 inch wound to his stomach. The bull successfully defeated matador Israel Lancho, using its horns to dig into Israel Lanchos body after a long fight.”
Know something?
I think that’s fucking funny.
I’m glad he got mauled.
Because, You see those sticks attached to the bull,
They are stabbed into the poor thing.
Also, You can see a dagger too.
That bull is no doubt dead now.
Fucking barbaric.
I hate bullfighting.
I hate that it’s called “Sport”.
It’s not.
Don’t tell me it is because it just isn’t.
It’s wrong.
If it’s a tradition, It’s out of date.
Way out of date.
People involved in this should be ashamed.
People who spectate should be ashamed too.
I’m ashamed for them actually.
Anyways, I’m glad that guy got mauled.
He deserved it.
Mess with the bull,
Expect the horns eh?
