Whee, a whole year’s worth of news roundups to endure… oh well, I have to start somewhere.
…coffee meets laptop screen, via nose.
…I’d rather ride a bike than drive one of their shitty cars, anyway.
…all together now, to the tune of “How do you solve a problem like Maria?”: “Every thing that we don’t like is rayciss…”
…lotta dust in the air today.
…this might be alarming if a.) the whole world hadn’t already seen what she’s got, and b.) if there was anything there worth seeing.
…that’s how I read it, anyway.
…and when the next “Polar Vortex” comes a-calling, the entire country will be FUBAR. It’ll be even better if they think that climate change means no more polar vortexes. Hell, they can’t even handle current needs.
…oh fuck off, all of you.
…nice to know that they’ve fixed up mass starvation, rampant disease and all the other Shithole Country issues so that they can concentrate on weighty matters like this.
…I got nothing. Just… nothing.
And on a related topic:
…if I went to one of these “intimate dinner parties” and was served this shit, I would wreck the whole house and/or shoot the hostess.
Enough laughter… it’s time for INSIGNIFICA:
And speaking of redheads, here’s Girls Aloud’s Nicola Roberts: