‘IT’S A FAKE’
Investigators for an Arizona sheriff’s volunteer posse have declared that President Barack Obama’s birth certificate is definitely fraudulent.
Members of Maricopa County Sheriff Joe Arpaio’s posse said in March that there was probable cause that Obama’s long-form birth certificate released by the White House in April 2011 was a computer-generated forgery.
Now, Arpaio says investigators are positive it’s fraudulent.
Previously:
Evaluation: Obama Birth Certificate was Faked In Adobe Illustrator (PROOF)
Evaluation: Sheriff Joe Arpaio: Obama’s Birth Certificate Is a Forgery
Evaluation: President Obama’s Birth Certificate PDF has “Layers”
Building The Golden Gate Bridge
Video Description:
Great footage from 1930s of the construction of the Golden Gate Bridge in every phase of construction.
Stock shots of completed bridge; informative narration; explanative illustrations illuminate bridges dimensions and other structural aspects of design.
05:01:00:13 VS statue of Joseph Strauss, Chief Engineer of the Golden Gate Bridge in front of Golden Gate Bridge.
05:02:22:26 Graphic illustration in red and white of San Francisco Bay area animated to highlight San Francisco, Marin and the Golden Gate passage. Narration explains necessity for the construction of the Golden Gate Bridge.
05:02:59:10 Illustration animated to highlight dimensions of the Golden Gate Bridge. Center span tower to tower 4200 feet. Side-spans each 1125 feet. Roadway 250 above water.
05:06:42:18 Pan up rendering of single Golden Gate Bridge Tower; arrows indicated dimension of tower.
05:07:57:23 VS craning in large steel sections of the Golden Gate bridge off boat in San Francisco Bay.
05:26:10:08 Pan down from north tower of Golden Gate Bridge to view down empty newly completed bridge; fade in spinning newspaper to CU San Francisco Chronicle headlines “100,000 Cross Span”, “Gateway to An Empire”, Pedestrians Jam Structure from Morning to Night.”
05:26:24:29 VS Golden Gate Bridge inauguration and ceremonial first crossing.
Undertakers Build The World’s First Coffin Restaurant
It’s hard to say what drove these Ukrainian undertakers to build a giant coffin, fill it with a bunch of average-sized coffins and wreaths, and then start serving dinner inside of it. Whatever the motivation, whether it was driven by marketing, or simply their love of the craft, the Eternity Restaurant is a sight to behold.
Crowned unchallenged as the largest coffin in the world by Guinness World Records, the casket is 20 meters long, 6 meters wide, and 6 meters high. Made out of pine (what else?) and furnished inside with the finest funeral décor, guests can enjoy dour dinners surrounded in the trappings of the recently deceased.
Single candles light the intimate tables, where patrons can order morbid dishes with ominous, vague names such as “Let’s meet in Paradise”, or more the more distinctly death oriented “Forty Day Salad”, which eludes to local mourning ritual of repeating memorial services 40 days after a soul’s sad departure.
Run by a local funeral parlor, the restaurant is located in the town of Truskavets, in the west of the country near the Polish border. It was the concept of the parlor’s director, Stepan Pyrianyk, who not only loves his work, but loves a good meal.
Birth Of A Candy Bar

It was another Payday, and I was tired of Mr. Goodbar. I saw Miss Hershey standing behind the Powerhouse on the corner of Clark and Fifth Avenue when I whipped out my Whopper and whispered, “Hey Sweetheart, how’d you like to Crunch on my big hunk for a Million Dollar Bar?”
Well, she immediately went down on my Tootsie Roll, and it was like Pure Almond Joy! I couldn’t help but grab her delicious Mounds because it was easy to see that this little Twix had the Red Hots. It was all I could do to hold the Snicker and Crackle as my Butterfinger went up her tight little Kit Kat, and she started to scream, “Oh Henry, Oh Henry!”
Soon she was fondling my Peter Pan and ZagNut and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I blew my Milk Duds clear to Mars that gave her a taste of the old Milky Way. She asked me if I was into M&M, but I said, “Hey Chicklet, no kinky stuff.” I said “Look you little Reese’s Pieces, don’t be a Zero, be a Lifesaver. Why don’t you take my Whatchamacallit and slip it up your Bit ‘O’ Honey?” (What a piece of Juicy Fruit she was, too!) She screamed, “Oh Crackerjack, better than the Three Musketeers!” as I rammed my Ding Dong up her Rocky Road and into her Peanut Butter Cup. Well, I was giving it to her Good ‘N’ Plenty, when all of a sudden… my Starburst!
Yeah, as luck would have it, she started to grow Chunky and complained of a Wrigley in her stomach. Sure enough, nine months later, out popped Baby Ruth!


