Citroën DS
Déesse Goddesses lined up.
canada’s pride and joy is a doughnut shop named after and founded by a hockey player in the 1960s
for all you non-canadian’s who think I’m exaggerating:
there is more to this story and it actually gets better
tim horton the hockey player’s signature move was literally picking opposing players up and hugging them. the guy was like 6′5 on skates, built like a tank, would have come out on top in every hockey fight except that he absolutely refused to punch. someone would hit him and he’d just pick them up in a giant, angry bear hug.
this one time he broke his jaw and leg in a collision and was off the ice for years, and this freaked him tf out, because dude bro do i like…….have value behind all this muscle? what if this like……happens again, bro? what if i can’t play hockey, bro? huh? bro. basically he broke his face and had an existential crisis. happens to the best of us.
so he started a donut shop because he figured he’d need something to do when the next injury rolled around, seeing as oblivion lurks around every corner and none of us have a purpose. he started it in hamilton, ontario. coffee was ten cents.
anyways, when his face got better, he invited a police officer to come run his company so he could go play more hockey. which he did.
so: canada’s pride and joy is a donut shop named after and founded by a touch-starved hockey player in the midst of an existential crisis, that was later run by a cop when the aforementioned hockey player left to play more hockey, that then somehow ate up 62% of the canadian coffee biz. god bless.
A hockey player who hugs his way out of fights is perhaps the most Canadian thing I can imagine.
Stories from the post-nation This says a lot about Canada.
How much? Those Lenovo Ideapad 700s are expensive in New Zealand.
Apparently, my coworker was on a road trip in 2012 when he came across this is eastern Washington state.
Whites only I really, really hope this is a fake. PS.: Oh, look, it is.
Customers need to be serviced The human race is in trouble.
A moment of silent for all those in retail this holiday season.
this cartoon works at target clearly
Haven’t had a toddler stab me yet, but had one take a dump in an aisle, and a customer threaten to punch my lights out, because I wouldn’t let her queue jump..
Black Friday Very strange customs over in the States.
We are Kiwi, promise In case anyone is wondering why Lucire is not listed as a New Zealand magazine in Magzter, it’s not a lack of patriotism on our part. New Zealand is not listed as a country. The fact the Netherlands Antilles appears is listed doesn’t make me feel great. And considering I have dual nationality (the other being British), I’ve put us under the UK.
Now available on Scopalto As with previous issues, Lucire can be downloaded as a PDF from Scopalto in France. Here we are on their new magazines’ page, top of the list.
Top of the bill If you don’t mind your magazines as a PDF, we’re charging €5 per download at Scopalto. Later this week, tablet users (Ipad, Android) will be able to get their hands on the app version of Lucire issue 29.
The quickest way to get a copy of Lucire (for now) We’re thrilled to see Lucire as one of the new magazines on Scopalto, the French magazine e-tailer, where you can download our latest issue for €5. Check us out here. (Via lucire.)
Richie McCaw is fiction? At the Newtown post office. I’m hoping Richie McCaw is not fiction after our win on Sunday. And that Jeremy Clarkson does not intend his work to be fiction. However, I believe his hairstyle is fictional, as it could not exist on this earthly plane.
Topshop Phil, are you there?
fair enough
Undermoney I should have pulled this when the dude at Satay Kampong refused to take my credit card because I didn’t spend $50 (his own sign said $20 minimum). ‘Ah, my EFT-POS card is in my crotch. Hang on a sec.’
‘Desperate Ho, Use Wives’ Word breaks are important.
‘Desperate Ho, Use Wives’ I have to put this on my own Tumblr as well: it’s too good to miss.
Instant life When I first saw this ad this morning, my first thought was, ‘Incredible. The Warehouse is now selling lives. If you use yours up, they can resurrect yours at a really cheap price.’ The quality, however, would be suspect, and you would wake up speaking Mandarin.