Peter Navarro, former Trump adviser, insists a shrinking US economy is not a warning sign, but a reason to celebrate. Economic experts and confused Americans alike are left scratching their heads as recession gets an unexpected PR makeover, Navarro-style.
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.
Why settle for bottle service when Don Jr will sell you Team Trump on tap? The latest D.C. hotspot offers exclusivity with a side of political networking—provided your wallet’s as big as your ambition.
Move over, Dan Brown—Marjorie Taylor Greene’s got Vatican conspiracies no fiction writer could dream up. The Georgia congresswoman claims Catholic bishops have their spiritual Wi-Fi set to “Satanic control.”
Who needs elected officials when you have an empty chair ready to listen? Florida constituents staged an entire town hall, grilling furniture with the kind of stubborn optimism that only democracy—or improv—can supply.
The Pentagon just got a glam squad. Move over, military briefings—there’s a new battle for flawless foundation under the fluorescent lights. Apparently, national security now includes HD-ready complexions.
Walmart’s shelves are now home to haunted ceramic lambs, because mass-produced paranormal tchotchkes are evidently 2025’s trending home décor. Ghost stories meet rollback pricing—brace yourself for supernatural savings, one bleating figurine at a time.
Shanghai shoppers can now liquefy their gold trinkets at an ATM and watch their savings melt away—literally. This futuristic gold-melting cash machine redefines “liquid assets” and makes old VCRs look like untapped treasure chests.
A fired Disney worker hacked food menus to slip in profanities and chaos, earning himself a three-year vacation courtesy of federal prison. Turns out, the happiest place on Earth does not tolerate ‘Cheesy Shits’ with your fries.
Residents of Trang, Thailand, think Nutcha’s massive 3.8-foot dreadlock isn’t just a hair-raising sight—it’s literally haunted. Local folklore collides with flyaway follicles as “ghost hair” becomes the town’s supernatural centerpiece.
The UK’s latest nuclear project screeched to a halt after a brigade of radioactive rats decided to make it their new home. Britain’s nuclear ambitions just got upstaged by rodent squatters with a glow-in-the-dark twist.
Moose migration live stream goes viral—finally, a reality show with fewer scandals and more antlers.
In 1911, Wyoming's penitentiary formed a baseball team of inmates—some facing execution—who won every single game. Talk about playing hard for freedom.
A Bronx Zoo king vulture chick receives meals from a puppet doppelgänger of its own mother. Hand-raised parenting just got a feathery, uncanny-valley twist at the king vulture nursery.
DHS tells immigration attorney to leave the U.S.—irony officially reaches paperwork-induced peak.
Hospital staff in Majorca waved goodbye to this elderly woman—only for her to say hello from a body bag en route to her own funeral. Spain’s news cycle just got a pulse, literally.