![]() The animals on this list may not be conventionally beautiful, but they are no less fascinating than other, “better-looking” species. We’ve included the IUCN conservation status ( source) of each species as a reminder that it’s not just photogenic animals such as tigers and red pandas that are under threat! Sadly, many of the “ugly animals” on this page are currently endangered. If you want to see more ugly animals after reading this page, check out our new book: Ugly Animals Pictures and Facts! Click here for more information: Ugly Animals Pictures and Facts Book. But it never does.Ugly animals include mammals such as the proboscis monkey, aye-aye, naked mole rat and elephant seal fish such as the blobfish and goblin shark birds such as condors and the kakapo and amphibians such as giant salamanders.īelow is a list including these and other ugly animals, with pictures and facts on each species. Afterwards, I imagine it pants through its gills for a while, then sits on a couch and watches Judge Judy thinking about how it should really get to the gym or go for a run or something. It waits for anything edible to float in front of it, then sucks it in. It floats almost motionless above the sea floor, expending no energy on that silly swimming motion that fish usually do. ![]() More than me, even, and I once tried to get bedsores for three months just to see if I could. The density of their pudding-body is just less than the water they live in, allowing them to be one of the laziest creatures in the world. This is because its flesh is basically pudding. Because of the immense pressure that it lives in, their gelatinous bodies keep at least a semblance of non-blob shape. The Blobfish would stay at the bottom of the sea, sadly blowing bubbles up at Jacques, wondering why everyone runs at the sight of his horrible, gum-wad body.īut there is some kind of saving grace, at least. “THAT’S THE MOST DISGUSTING THING I’VE EVER SEEN!” Of course, I’d say all this in french, but I don’t speak french and you don’t understand it, so it doesn’t matter. “DID YOU SEE THAT!?” I’d ask my shipmates on my arrival at the surface. If I were Jacques Cousteau and I ran into one of these things, I would throw my little beanie at it, climb out of my submarine, and, after imploding from the pressure, swim for the surface in a mad-panic. How deep? It’s deeper than Atlantis. Home of the scandalous, big bad Los Angeles.” Thank God. Blobfish, either in an effort to hide their good looks from the media or as an effect of evolution, live mainly at incredible depths: around 3000 ft. But since it’s basically a vile, slimy pile of awfulness, I don’t want to hug it. If the Blobfish didn’t disgust me so much, I’d want to hug it and make it feel better. ![]() The Blobfish, while it’s pink and bald and squished, has no loving mum to wipe its mouth, leaving it in a state of perpetual deep-sea sadness, where smiling and playing is impossible. Of course, for the first few years I shit in my pants and had to be spoon fed, but I had a mother who wiped my both my butt and the food from my mouth. Eventually, I started to smile and play and turned into a relatively normal looking human (if devastatingly handsome can be called normal). My nose was kind of squished from being violently expelled from the dark warmth of my nine-month home, and my eyes were squeezed tightly shut. When I was born, I was very pink. I had a birthmark on my head (which has since faded) that made me look even pinker.
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