In case you or any of your loved ones missed the Grist posts about pink slime, Greek yogurt waste, fake honey, and so on, BuzzFeed has collected all the least appetizing food facts into one handy video.

On average, it costs $2.51 more to fill a conventional car with a gallon of gas than to charge an electric car to go the same distance, according to the Department of Energy's new eGallon tool. It may be an even bigger difference in your area, which is why this tool lets you choose your state to see just how much you would save by going electric.

On Sunday, the World Naked Bike Ride sent nude cyclists tearing through the streets of cities worldwide. They were bike-loving, pants-free, and united in their support of ... a cause of some sort. Rather understandably for people surrounded by that much T&A&P, they seemed a bit distracted about what exactly that cause was.

Occasionally we like to remind you that you should not mess with nature because it is weirder and scarier than you. Case in point: duck dick.

Researchers who are probably a huge amount of fun at parties have been studying duck penises for a while, trying to figure out a) why they are so fucking disturbing (please be warned that watching the video above may ruin your enjoyment of ducks permanently); and b) why they even exist. Most birds don't have penises -- both sexes have cloaca, or genital openings. Others, like chickens, sort of have penises but they're clearly vestigial and not good for much. But ducks, a few other waterfowl, and large birds like ostriches are packing. Why?

Listen, at the rate we're going, we need to start thinking about what we'll eat post-apocalypse. Lore has it that Twinkies will survive, but they're gross -- surely there's a way to actually get adequate nutrition in a Mad Max hellscape? Maybe without even reverting to cannibalism? "Fact or Fictional" host Veronica Belmont and her guest Darya Pino Rose think there is. They put together a wholesome salad of lentils, foraged weeds, and a soupçon of dead bugs for nutritious post-apocalypse haute cuisine.

And here's the recipe, from Rose's blog Summer Tomato:

Look, the U.N. wants you to eat more insects, because it's a more sustainable way to get protein -- and you want to do what the U.N. says, right? Well, maybe you don't if it means roasting up some bugs for dinner, and listen, we agree. Really we do. Roasting is super work-intensive. What you need is a bug-based energy bar.

Luckily, Chapul has you covered.

Americans, we get it -- you want to ride your bike, like we keep telling you to, but you're hampered by the fast-food burgers you're double-fisting. Well, your long nightmare is over, because Burger King has introduced (in Puerto Rico only) the hands-free Whopper-holding device. Finally, you can enjoy active hobbies without having to endure the emotional pain of not stuffing a burger in your face every minute of the day.

Listen, we're not going to preach to you about vegetarianism. Meat is a very energy-intensive thing to farm, but unless you live on top of a pole and eat worms, you're going to have an impact on the environment, so, you know ... go ahead and prioritize however you want. That said, 2-year-old Luiz Antonio kind of has a point here: Animals have heads, and when you eat them they die. What's THAT about?

You know those perfect people who just look beautifully dewy in 90 degree heat, instead of rocking salt-bedraggled hair and sweat-streaked makeup? I used to suspect them of being part Veela, but now I think they are plants. It turns out plants can sort of sweat -- it's called "guttation" -- and go figure, they look gorgeous doing it.

Perhaps on the theory that humans will only care about the ocean if it contains something that looks like humans, Animal Planet has aired a fictionalized "documentary" that purports to investigate the existence of mermaids. Even though NOAA already weighed in a year ago (the LAST time Animal Planet did this) saying that mermaids don't exist, people seem to be convinced. Convinced enough, anyway, that actual scientists like marine biologist David Shiffman have to take time out of their schedules to publish articles about how DUH, GUYS, THERE ARE NO FISHPEOPLE IN THE SEA.