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Paul the German Psychic Octopus--whose uncanny predictions of World Cup games enlivened so many slow news days this summer--was found dead in his tank this morning. He was 2.5. Twitter honored his memory the only way they knew how: with calamari and ink jokes.
Paul the soccer-predicting Octopus, now appearing on a sushi menu near you -- http://is.gd/gk0AA (h/t @mpoindc)
Paul the Octopus died [puts on sunglasses] and you can write that in ink. YYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!
morning starting with a dead telepathic octopus. things have to get better, right?
RIP Paul the Octopus. I'll never forget the time we spent together at the ESPYs. http://twitpic.com/310v5s
Paul The Octopus's Wikipedia page is almost as long as Wayne Rooney's
You know what Branch Rickey always said: You transfer the octopus a year too early, not a year too late.
.@lizzieohreally the only thing to do with a dead octopus is play "tapas."
Paul the Octopus died. A tragic loss right before our midterms, especially since his soccer picks were so much better than @fivethirtyeight
The good news is, the Octopus had picked himself in the Death Pool.
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