He’s mean! He’s like: “Oh what the fuck are you laughing at? You want some too? Huh?” And I love how he stops for a second to scratch his butt. Via Andrew Sullivan.

Use it if you got it:

SOME male birds possess a wiggling tongue-like knob on their genitals, probably to titillate their mates.

In typical bird copulation, males and females momentarily press together their cloacas - genital openings - in what biologists call a cloacal kiss. A muscled tongue-like projection called a cloacal tip, spotted for the first time in males of several species of Australian wrens, means this might be more like a French kiss.

Image above has nothing to do with the story, really.

Many Same calls itself a “universal archive of sameness,” but you don’t need no high-falutin language to enjoy 41 pictures of cats in a box. Or 45 pictures of people passed out. It’s kinda like Hans Eijkelboom, but more bizarre.

via DGSF Ryan

Having partially developed inside caterpillars, the larvae of the wasps manipulate their hosts into watching over them as a mother or bodyguard might.

Yeah that’s right…For those of you who prefer to read your news, link to article on New Scientist

Previously, Zombie Locusts on DG

Some amazing pics from Brent Stirton, who documented the search party for four mountain gorillas killed in Eastern Congo last year. One of them was a silverback alpha male, the leader of the group, who was shot.

via we make money not art

Cause it’s true.

Article and more video (don’t miss! the monkey manipulates the arm so he can lick the fingers):

In a dramatic display of the potential of prosthetic arms, a monkey at the University of Pittsburgh was able to use his brain to directly control a robotic arm and feed himself a marshmallow. The research, published today in the journal Nature, is the first to show that an interface that converts brain signals directly into action is sophisticated enough to perform a practical function: eating. Researchers who led the work have just begun human tests of a related technology.

A story about developing the DNA of an extinct tasmanian tiger into an embryo. The reporter ends by playing it close to the chest, saying “…many people wonder: What’s next?” DUH. JURASSIC PARK IS NEXT. Get in line for your tickets. Opening date: 2060, when you and I are still spry enough to gun it to 88 mph in our flying cars.

Zoinks. Being a locust is like being in a zombie horror flick:

Scientists say they may have discovered the reason why swarms of locusts are driven to devour such huge quantities of vegetation. They suggest that locusts combine into swarms because they are frightened of being eaten by each other.

A swarm can contain billions of insects and eat tens of thousands of tonnes of vegetation in a single day. Sounding like waves of rain, it darkens the desert sky and descends to destroy swathes of food crops.

No-one is sure exactly what makes locusts swarm in this way. They are usually herbivores but scientists have observed them eating each other. This is when they cannot get hold of enough food when normal supplies start to run short. Young locusts, which cannot fly, have been seen eating other members of their group. The new theory suggests that some other locusts start to panic. Increasing numbers of locusts band together to try to get away from the hungry cannibals chasing behind.

(via DGSF Diegaux)