With commentary shorter than a female hobbit.
…long on warning, short on details, e.g. how long should you abstain from that single malt? One day, two weeks, forever? (If forever, count me out: I’ll take my chances with the Chinkvirus.)
…and yet (speaking of sculptures of giant cunts) I find this less disgusting than the idea of adding Obama to Mount Rushmore.
…remind me again how wonderful modern cars are.
…and while you’re there, remind me again how much I hate the music business.
…our latest entry in the “guess the scumbag’s race” competition. Also from Chicago:
(that would be 0.35% in the blue dot, btw: 14 out of 4,018)
…with the predictable outcome. What makes this interesting is that the rozzers arrested and imprisoned the wrong people for the murders.
Veganuary and Dry January?
…oh dear, I forgot. Which reminds me, I need to slice up the biltong and get a fresh case of gin.
…even allowing for Titsy’s hyperbole, I still got a thrill running down my leg.
…which reminds me of the old bridge joke: “If you’ve got a good hand, you don’t need a partner.”
…wait, Roller Girl is 50? OMG I’m getting really old.