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f you sleep with someone else's boyfriend, I think the least you can expect in terms of karma can be someone mercilessly trolling you into the ground.
I mean, far worse things have happened to people that have played away. One cheating guy got a video sent to him of his girlfriend in bed with another man. Another woman put sanitary towels all over her cheating boyfriend's car.
Then there are the arsonist psychos; one who lit her boyfriend's penis on fire and another who burned her partner's genitals with hair straighteners. Proper rough stuff, them.

But we're here to discuss a woman who wanted to text the girlfriend of the man she'd cheated with, with some pretty life-altering news. She'd fallen pregnant with his baby and wanted to let her know she was currently in a relationship with a piece of shit.
Little did she know, she'd Whatsapps the wrong number...
hat ending is comedy gold. Imagine calling someone you've been trolling for half an hour a jerk.
The conversation was uploaded to Imgur by OddOod.



OK, so even though most of us never knew, or even met Michael Jackson, from things we've heard and documentaries we've seen, we can agree the King of Pop's lift didn't go all the way to the top.
And, even in death, his reputation doesn't seem to be on the mend. And this latest report, if confirmed as true, is quite shocking.
Radar Online has reportedly obtained never-before-seen reports by the Santa Barbara Police Department, from when they investigated the child molestation accusations made against him back in 2003.

Image: Getty
And, fucking hell, it doesn't look good. Radar online reported:
"The search was conducted as part of the continuing child sex abuse investigation against the Gloved One and turned up everything from Jackson's twisted porn collection - which included filthy photos and videos of men, women, boys and girls in perverted positions - to drugs to treat sex addiction, with multiple prescriptions written by a variety of physicians for people close to the star.
One private investigator with direct knowledge of the raids said: "The detectives' report cites Michael even used sexy photos of his own nephews, who were in the band 3T, in their underwear to excite young boys'."
Jesus Christ on a bike. It goes on...
"The documents exposed Jackson as a manipulative, drug-and-sex-crazed predator who used blood, gore, sexually explicit images of animal sacrifice and perverse adult sex acts to bend children to his will," said [a] source.
"He also had disgusting and downright shocking images of child torture, adult and child nudity, female bondage and sadomasochism."
All this is yet to be confirmed. Here's to hoping it isn't true.



We all make little mistakes in life when we're trying to do nice things for others. Grandma and her knitted jumper she hands you at Christmas. Or perhaps picking something up for someone then accidentally dropping it, smashing it, and ruining that person's day. Or, most frustratingly, when someone makes you a cup of tea and makes it as weak as shit.
But have you ever tried to wish a country a happy Independence Day and ended up declaring a state of war? Nope, thought not.
That's exactly what Facebook did, however. Independence Day is a day to celebrate the fact the Philippines is no longer under Spanish colonial rule, with that ending at the end of the 19th century. But the error Facebook made revolves around the flag.
The flag is supposed to have the blue above the red, as opposed to what you see here. A bit like when a stamp with the queen's face is upside down on a letter is supposedly an act of treason, inverting the colours like this is a sign the country is at war, as the Philippine Star reports. Thankfully, it isn't at war.
Obviously, people went to Twitter to point out this rather royal fuck-up. An oversight by Facebook that nearly 100 million people don't overly appreciate.
Facebook has since apologised for the gaffe: "We care deeply about the community in the Philippines and, in an attempt to connect people on Independence Day, we made a mistake."
No shit, Sherlock.
Words by Patrick Hulbert.

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Every time when we stop at a traffic signal, watching those street kids clad in torn clothes, living in extremely unhygienic conditions on footpaths and forced to sell petty things at signals, leaves most of us depressed. Everything around seems meaningless and many of us question the existence of God for troubling those little angels. This must have continued for years until today when you will get to BALAKNAMA and its team.

Newspaper run by street children
BALAKNAMA, which means ‘voice of children’ is a one-of-its-kind newspaper, which is run and edited by street and working children. These children were rescued by Badhte Kadam, an initiative of CHETNA NGO that works on rehabilitation of street children. The eight-page newspaper which cost Rs 2, publishes stories based on the lives of street children in Delhi and neighbouring states of Haryana, Madhya Pradesh and Uttar Pradesh. It explores issues like child sexual abuse, child labour, child marriages, police brutality as well as feel-good stories. The paper does not earn any profit and is entirely funded by the NGO.
In a dark basement of a building in south Delhi, a team of street children works relentlessly to transform their lives and of many others like them. In the first meeting itself, you will find the Balaknama team full of energy, eager to learn, curious to know your story and share theirs’. These are fearless faces that will leave their mark on your memory forever.balaknama 2

The Editor-in-Chief
At the age of 18, Chandni, the Editor-in-chief of the newspaper holds the wisdom of understanding the importance of every news her team covers. She loves her role and her passion towards her work is visible in her conversations with the team. She mentors her reporters, questions them to figure out if they have a clear understanding of the story they are covering. Her energetic and forever smiling face hides behind the story of her life.
At the age of four, when her family moved to New Delhi from Bareilly in Uttar Pradesh, Chandni began performing on the streets with her father as a dancer, singer, and tight-rope walker. When her father died of a stroke in 2008, 11-year-old Chandni was left with no option other than working as a rag picker and doing petty jobs like selling flowers at the signal to feed her family. Upon meeting volunteers from CHETNA in 2010, Chandni was enrolled in an open school program while receiving journalistic training. Afterward, she joined Balaknama and has never looked back since then. With a big smile on her face, she says, “People used to ignore me and felt disgusted by looking at me. And today, when I have become an editor of a newspaper, people come from far to meet me. My life has changed and so does of many other kids like me. Recently I was invited to speak at TEDx Bangalore. This looks like a dream that has come true”
This is not just Chandni’s story. Shanno, Jyoti, Shambu have similar stories and so does many other street kids like them.

Other members of the crew
Shanno, who is the advisor of the Balaknama, used to work in a cemetery all day with just a small lunch break in between. Her father who was an alcoholic abandoned her family and she was forced by the destiny to quit studies and work to manage the finances of her family. While working in the cemetery, she came in the contact of Badhte Kadam and that gave wings to her dream of writing. She was initially the editor-in-chief and was succeeded by Chandni after completing 18 years of age and now mentors the team as an advisor. She loves studying and is now completing her studies through open schooling.
Jyoti, the girl with a vibrant smile, who was once a rag picker and a drug addict is now the upcoming Editor-in-Chief and is an inspiration for many kids like her. On asking about how did she come to Balaknama, she answers with a beautiful smile, “My father was an alcoholic and a patient of tuberculosis. I used to beg at Nizamuddin railway station to feed my family. Since the station was far from my home, I started staying there. Slowly, in the company of other children, I started substance abuse and other bad practices. One day I came in touch with the members of Badhte Kadam at the railway station and I started attending their camps. I always loved dancing and that motivated me to be regular at the camp. Slowly, I left all the ill practices.The Badhte Kadam team also took me for  a residential training program at Dehradun and after returning to Delhi, I was credited as the Badhte Kadam leader of South Delhi district. My story and photos were published in the newspaper. This motivated me and I felt special. Since that day I have never looked back. Soon, I will succeed Chandni Didi as she will 18 be soon.”
Shambhu, who initially seems to be silent, takes his time in opening up and tells proudly about him. The young boy who loves to study now, once used to sell fruits at the bus stops. Later he started working in a restaurant and was beaten up by the owner. This continued until one day when Shambhu got in touch with the contact person of CHETNA. Shambu was brought to the camp. He recently gave his 10th standard exams through open schooling and wants to continue his studies. During morning hours, he collects news from street kids and his evenings are spent in washing cars to manage the finances of his family. Chandni proudly introduced him as the best reporter of her team.

What a change it is

These kids are just not publishing a newspaper, they are bringing a change that many of us keep thinking of. There have been times when they had received life threats as well for covering a story but their courage has no limits. The Logical Indian team salutes these change-makers. We feel deeply inspired from them and motivated to serve our purpose of being on the planet.

Written By Neha Rathi--- Taken From the Logical Indian


When in the sack you've probably found yourself trying out new and inventive positions with your missus.
Sometimes you can't just get by on missionary, so after a few drinks it's acceptable to think that 'The Swedish Helicopter' position is easily doable.
Eventually, though, you will run out of new positions to try.
For frogs, apparently that's not a problem, as the horny buggers have invented a new one.
It's not overly exciting, and if anything it's hard to imagine getting maximum pleasure from it, but I have got an awful lot of time for its 'street' name - Froggy Style.
Credit: SWNS
Its actual name is the 'Dorsal Straddle', and was discovered in India while scientists studied Bombay night frogs.
The male doesn't actually embrace the female during the intercourse, but instead holds onto nearby objects like a tree or a leaf - or a headboard in our cases.
The male then unloads his spunk on the female's back, leaving it to trickle down so her eggs can be fertilised.
After the male has made his deposit, the female then shrugs him off - no cuddles.
If we're to translate this new amphibian mating practice to humans, it's basically a lad wanking onto a girl's back, and then she tells him to fuck off so she can wait and see if his sperm trickles down to her vagina, eventually making her pregnant.
Professor Sathyabhama Das Biju, of Delhi University, who lead the study, said: "This is a remarkable frog with an unprecedented reproductive behaviour, which is unique for a number of reasons.
"This discovery is fundamental for understanding the evolutionary ecology and behaviour in anuran amphibians."
This is the seventh position to be discovered in frogs, meaning that they're a right bunch of horny fuckers. Here's the other six.
Credit: SWNS
The female frogs initiate the mating call, and apparently there a quite a few fights that occur between males who fancy a piece.
That's basically the equivalent of two lads who have had a few too many Jager bombs and both think that a girl in the club was giving them the eyes.


Ever picked up a Playboy and wondered what it would be like to actually know one of the Playmates and be their pal and be able to show off to your mates that you know an actual Playmate?
No, me neither, I’m 100% not that guy, I swear…
Thankfully, for those of you out there who are into that sort of thing – again, I reiterate in the infamous words of Ed Miliband, that’s not me – the Playmateshave put together this video informing us all of their naughtiest moment of 2015.

Enjoy…

I personally want to know what she did with her husband. For research purposes. For another article. I swear. 

Every time I get chicken nuggets from McDonald's, I'm usually half cut and do not pay attention to what I'm shoving in my mouth.
That wouldn't be the case however, if I was told there's a chance there might be a golden nugget hiding in my box. I'd check those fuckers carefully.
A new promotion in Japan is making people double check their nuggets, as they are dropping an 18 carat gold chicken nugget into a random box, which will be worth £1,000 to the finder.
It comes along side the release of two new dipping sauces that are being released in Japan - fruit curry and creamy cheese.
Shits all over McDonald's Monopoly, doesn't it?
There's a separate Twitter competition running alongside the golden nuggets, where users try to guess the identity of the thief in the advert.
The weekly winners of that competition are rewarded with 39 chicken nuggets.
All of that sounds great, only it makes no fucking sense to give out 39 nuggets. Make it 40.

And why only China? :/