Surplus food? You mean all those ads on tv showing starving natives, somewhere in the world, are lying to us?

If that place were anywhere in North America, the hole would be filled-up with trash by now.

Let's hope it's a golden meteorite - that'll get the space program hopping!

When I was 38, I had a fall that damaged my back. After a year of pills and pain, I recovered enough to live again, but I found I couldn't put anything in my back pockets - my wallet put my bum off-balance and twisted the sensitive disk. So, I found a leather bag-on-a-belt at a flea market, and my wallet, change, keys, etc all got out of the way. As I got older, and fatter, the belt became too short so I cut it off and replaced it with a strap from a camera bag. And now it includes a phone, of course. And voila! I reinvented the Mailman's bag! Works great, looks dumb.

but at least Disneyland has toilets, and people to maintain them.

How about a phone-shaped grenade that goes off one minute after you 'test' it? The bad-guys get away safe, then try out their loot, and, no more problem!

I wonder if the Jack-in-the-box spring thing came from Acme? Or the ladder? Or the anvil? This was the precursor of so many things - even the Roger Rabbit movie used the "Ran out of piddies" line.

Yeah... get a seat on the subway at the peak of rush hour, then decide if there's maybe just too many people around. Or maybe we're just not good at applying our activity in an efficient fashion?Naw - it's just too many bodies

Sticky-icky drippy messy.

And... the British Empire was an honest effort to bring the benefits of Modern British civilization to the backwards, benighted, heathen tribes occupying the lesser-used parts of the world. With the full assistance of the Anglish Church. So, North America became British, and honored the Queen. Ditto India, parts of Africa, Anzac, etc.The other, lesser empires, assisted by the Roman Catholic Church, didn't try to create imperial citizens, just subjects, and trade sources.

This was reported in WWII, occasionally planes would land with bullet-holes, in which were backwards bullets - their own! Zoom upwards, fire your guns, then dive in the same line, and the bullets will hit your backside, or -you'll catch up with them and collect them, backwards, in the nose.

See also: Wallace and Gromit cartoons.

In my school, we borrowed from the Dairy Queen: "Let's all go to the Money Cow! I need cash, yes sir, right now!" Cue groans.

I remember the olde Science-fiction story called "The Marching Morons". Made a good point many years ago.

might consider the difference between 'breathe' and 'breath'. The first is a verb, the second a noun. Poster is in error.