France Mourns Loss of Beloved Citizen

December 9th, 2009 |

6 December 2009

On Sunday, French president Nicolas Sarkozy delivered the terrible news that one France’s most cherished citizens, possibly among the finest French ever to grace this planet, has tragically passed on. Out of respect to Kiki, here is the short and teary address given by President Sarkozy in its entirety:

Compatriotes, je suis affreusement triste de vous annoncer que nous avons perdu l’un des Français les plus beaux à la grâce de notre nation depuis la révolution. Kiki la tortue capturée nos cœurs français depuis un siècle et demi, mais est avec nous plus longtemps. Me manquera personnellement sa nature généreuse et sa compréhension regard, et nous savons tous que nous aurons à souffrir du vide que sa passion pour l’amour cacophonique a quitté. Je m’associe à vous comme l’un d’entre vous, un Français, qui pleurent la perte tragique de Kiki. Mai Dieu ait son âme.

And the translation:

Countrymen, I am excruciatingly sad to announce that we have lost one of the finest Frenchman to grace our nation since the revolution. Kiki the tortoise captured our French hearts for a century and a half but is with us no longer. I will personally miss his generous nature and his understanding gaze; and we all know we will suffer from the void that his cacophonous passion for love has left. I join you as one of you, a Frenchman, in mourning the tragic loss of Kiki. May God rest his soul.

A fitting, though necessarily inadequate, tribute to a true hero. Kiki has captured the hearts of men, women and children the world over since his birth in the mid-19th Century. His rise to fame occurred through a strange coincidence: on a Sunday afternoon in May, 1861, a three month old tortoise came upon a litter of St. Bernard puppies whose culling had failed. The puppies were trapped in a burlap sack which was caught against a rock in an eddy. Legend has it that Kiki, who, as a tortoise, could not swim, entered the turbulent stream and dragged the sack of puppies to safety and then nurtured them for over three weeks. Eventually, a Darwinian naturalist came upon the new family and, stunned, wrote an earth-shattering article for the newly created journal, Nature. Well, that article propelled that journal onto the world stage and immediately solidified Kiki’s position as a French institution. The king immediately prepared a dwelling for the heroic reptile in les-jardin-public-magnifique-égalien, the official state zoo of France. There he resided for the duration of his legendary years. It is believed that Kiki sired over 600 hatchlings with no fewer than 124 willing mistresses. His passion was heard and celebrated from all corners of Paris. The rumor that he once propositioned and attempted follow-through with a wheelbarrow is a slanderous lie propagated by Kiki’s enemies.

Kiki’s death has been ruled to be through natural causes, though some allege swine flu while still other conspiracy theorists suspect Basque separatist involvement. No matter what the cause, France has lost its finest asset; and, although the French parliament is currently debating creating a new holiday in his remembrance, on 6 December 2009,  France took a sizable step down in the eyes of its peers.

Kiki was buried Tuesday in the same cemetery as René Descartes, La Terre Sacrée Des Héros, in the north-eastern quadrant of Paris.

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R.I.P. Kiki

Two Great Men, One Great Chimp

June 28th, 2009 |

After his tragic death, Michael Jackson is getting more attention than ever. Who did it? How did he die? No one is asking, however, what ever became of his animal companions.

Meet Bubbles the Chimp.

Bubbles held by Michael Jackson

Bubbles held by Michael Jackson

Bubbles was a 3 year old research chimp adopted by Jackson in the mid-1980s. He was selected because of his eerily Jackson-esque “dancing” skills. “As it turns out,” clarified Terrence Bartholomew, a short-time member of Jackson’s staff, “Bubbles had developed a muscle condition where involuntary spasms caused dance-like motions. We all thought it was weird, but [Jackson] was fascinated by him. He had to have him.” Bartholomew went on to point out that Bubbles could “dance” for around 4 minutes at a time, about the length of one of Jackson’s singles.

Jackson tended to dress Bubbles in attire similar to his own, which both he and Bubbles seemed to find very amusing. Despite having hit it off in the beginning, however, the relationship was not meant to last. Bubbles grew more and more aggressive and his dancing suffered accordingly. “Dancing is about feeling free, not angry,” remarked Trent “Cory” Coraline, an independent choreographer. “And you just can’t dance when you have that attitude.” When asked about anger in dancing chimps, Coraline refused to continue the interview. Bubbles was re-homed in an undisclosed chimp sanctuary in 1988 and has been heard from very rarely since.

In addition to chimps, I would like to take this moment to extend my deepest condolences to the family and friends of Billy Mays. Known for his abrasive, loud and tacky infomercials, this top-notch salesman will be missed by all. Billy, if you’re out there, I want you to know that I have mended many a broken-out-of python enclosure with Mighty Putty. Thank you.

RIP Billy Mays

RIP Billy Mays

The Stingray Strikes Back

March 20th, 2008 |

In the wake of the tragic death of Steve Irwin, we’re all pretty sensitive about stingrays. And now we should be even more so. Today, the media has been reporting on a story of a spotted eagle ray who actually leaped out of the water and killed a woman who was just chillaxing on a a boat! Have you ever heard of a fish killing someone out of the water? I haven’t. The out-of-water realm is where we kill fish, not the other way around, OK? This is messed up. If I find that fish, I’ll eat it.