Cruel thieves swipe two giant dinosaurs from a car boot in a bizarre theft, leaving a UK family business short £30,000 and one very distraught dino dealer. The owner is rallying the public to help rescue his missing Jurassic cargo, proving even extinct creatures aren’t safe from modern mischief.
Portillo’s sandwich Pope Leo XIV throws Pope, Portillo’s fans into existential deli crisis—has the Vatican ever blessed an Italian beef before?
United Methodist pastor, fig tree, and congregation collide as surreal sermon redefines enoughness—fruitless fig trees gain spiritual validation in church’s bold message.
Meet the Bonnacon, Medieval Europe’s legendary diarrhea-spraying beast, who weaponized explosive dung for a swift getaway. Folklore fans and oddity-seekers, prepare for a wild ride through history’s most bizarre monster manual entry.
Turkish town high after police weed burn: Lice’s residents discover what happens when 20 tons of confiscated cannabis goes up in smoke—literally filling the air, and heads, with unexpected euphoria.
Russian singer Katya Lel claims aliens abducted her and stole her teeth—then assures UFO-invasion skeptics there’s no need to worry, just politely refuse consent for abduction.
Lab-Grown T-Rex Leather Handbag Created Using Fossil Protein rocks the luxury scene as dinosaur DNA enters high fashion, leaving paleontologists and purse-lovers equally stunned.
Judge halts deportation over stress concerns—turns out immigration law now comes with a mental health clause and a plot twist.
RFK Jr. insists fluoride isn’t just for teeth—it’s apparently a recipe for nationwide idiocy. The presidential hopeful wants a fluoride-free America where intelligence, not tap water, reigns supreme. Buckle up for dental debates and dumber soundbites.
Move over, NFL stars! Taylor Swift’s cat Olivia Benson reportedly has a net worth that eclipses Travis Kelce's. Talk about purr-fect investments!
Gamers realize they've gotten a new pope before a GTA 6 trailer—satire and existential dread now trending on gaming Twitter. Rockstar, the clock’s ticking, not pope-picking.
