History fan, bit of an obsession with Celts, Mongols, Vikings and dinosaurs. I love video games and RPG. Also love metal, especially Folk. Hmm, that's about it, I guess.
A ‘virtual autopsy’ of King Tutankhamun has revealed that he is unlikely to have died in a chariot crash, as has previously been suggested, because he suffered from serious genetic physical impairments.
The autopsy, composed of more than 2,000 computer scans, was carried out alongside a genetic analysis of Tutankhamun’s family, which supports evidence his parents were brother and sister.
Virtual scans showed that only one of the breaks occurred before he died, while fractures in his skull and other parts of his skeleton were made after the boy king was already dead - leading scientists to believe he may have succumbed to an inherited illness. Read more.
In 1869, Chinese and Irish laborers working on the Central Pacific Railway managed to lay down 10 miles of tracks in just one day. Their accomplishment has never been matched.
LONDON IS FULL OF FUCKING AWFUL NOISES, AND NOBODY IN THE ENTIRE FUCKING CITY CAN GET ANY SLEEP AT ALL. EVERYTHING IS SHIT, AND KING LLUDD SETS OUT TO FIX THIS STUPID BULLSHIT SO HE CAN GO TO BED.
HE GOES TO ASK HIS BROTHER LLEFELYS WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, BECAUSE LLEFELYS IS A CRAZY-ASS WIZARD AND REALLY FUCKING GOOD AT MAKING PEOPLE SHUT THE HELL UP.
LLEFELYS TELLS HIM WHAT THE PROBLEM IS. IT’S MOTHERFUCKING DRAGONS FIGHTING. THERE’S A FUCKING MASSIVE ENGLISH DRAGON AND A FUCKING MASSIVE WELSH DRAGON, AND THEY’RE BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF EACH OTHER AND SHOUTING A LOT.
LLEFELYS TELLS LLUDD WHAT TO DO, AND HE SETS OUT TO MAKE THE DRAGONS SHUT THE FUCK UP. HE FINDS THE EXACT CENTRE OF BRITAIN, DIGS A FUCKING MASSIVE HOLE, AND FILLS IT WITH MEAD. THEN HE PUTS A BLANKET OVER IT TO HIDE THE HOLE. WHEN THEY GET TIRED, THE DRAGONS FLY TO THE HOLE, MAGICALLY TRANSFORM INTO FUCKING ADORABLE PIGLETS, AND SIT ON THE BLANKET, AT WHICH POINT THEY FALL INTO THE MEAD. WHEN THEY’VE DRUNKEN THE MEAD, THE DRAGONS ARE STUCK IN THE FORM OF SMALL DRUNK PIGLETS, AND LLUDD CAN JUST ROLL THEM UP IN THE BLANKET AND BURY THEM IN A SHITTY FIELD SOMEWHERE. FIGHTING DRAGONS IS MUCH EASIER WHEN THEY’RE ACTUALLY JUST DRUNK PIGLETS.