….in environmental technology.

On the right is the Wind Dam, a new energy-generating project which funnels breeze into a turbine located in its own crotch. Looking like a gigantic g-string slung across a valley, the pant-like creation will, if built, hang in a valley in Russia.

It’s from zany architects Chetwoods, apparently, who aren’t fans of the stoic designs of the country bungalow. They like their buildings straight out of Ridley Scott’s brain.

More gigantic underwear, we say. Soon we’ll all be powering blenders using nothing but our girlfriends’ bras and a jury-rigged dynamo from a rusty bike.

Via: Litoralis

Via via: Scuttlebutt

Christmas is all about presents, right?

No? It’s about Jesus? I don’t believe it.

Well, believe it baby, because apparently it’s true. Historically, Christmas was about the birth of Christ (hint: the clue is in the name – Christmas). If you were to go back in time, Christmas day involved a trip to Church to celebrate Jesus Christ’s birthday before you opened your own presents.  Harsh, but he did save mankind by dying for OUR sins.  No, seriously.

Remind your kids/punish them for forgetting about the true meaning of Christmas by wrapping up one of these puppies: the Tales of Glory Talking Jesus doll.

Hear him speak the word of his dad (Click) and don’t forget, there’s a handy accompanying booklet which the kids will HATE. Imagine, unwrapping a box at the foot of the tree to find something religious. GOD, why don’t you just by them schoolbooks, for Christ’s sake.

More: www.one2believe.com

(Disclaimer: This post is heinously blasphemous, contravening Commandment 4 of 10. If you’ve read this far, post a comment and I’ll keep you a seat in hell. Unless you decide to repent. WUSS.)