Nosebleed And RCOB

Yesterday I went to buy someone a Dallas Cowboys cap (don’t ask), and at Academy I was just about to throw one into the shopping cart when I caught a glimpse of the price.

THIRTY FUCKING DOLLARS?  FOR A LOUSY CAP????

So back on the rack it was flung, with some force, and I was so angry I had to buy some new .45 ACP ammo to settle my nerves.  (And at just over a dollar per round for primo self-defense stuff, it wasn’t that bad or else I’d have had a stroke.)

I can sorta see how a thermal cup, for instance, could cost maybe fifteen bucks (don’t get me started about that stupid Yeti crap):  there’s a combination of materials and a little quality thrown in, and then there’s the “brand” to pay for (although the way the Cowboys have been playing recently from all accounts, they should be paying US to take their shitty merchandise).

But $30 for a common-or-garden baseball cap, made (as they all are) in China?

FOAD, America’s Team.

News Roundup

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And now for a gay old time:


oh, yeah, babyThis was said like it’s some kind of problem.  Predictably, some assholes have a problem with this:


oh yes, we are.  Not like anyone cares what some NYC media hustler thinks.  These guys don’t, anyway:


and why?  Because not ONE of the gun control bills suggested so far would have prevented either the Buffalo- or Laguna Beach shootings.  And speaking of liars:


you had me at “Biden lied”.


yup, because in the history of the whole world, only Black people have ever been fat.

ENTERTAINMENT NEWS:


can you spell “box office disaster”, children?  Of course you can.  Seems like they didn’t learn from these guys:


and did they go woke, children?  Of course they did.

From the Dept. of POLITICKS:


key word:  Oregon.  And speaking of the Far-Left:

Australia Elects Ultra-Green Asshole As Prime Minister
yeah, this is going to end well.


but that’s not a terrorist threat, of course, so *crickets* from the DoJ/DHS.

Time for INSIGNIFICA:

 

…and here’s the unlucky Rhian:

…struggling to walk:

And that’s all the news that’s fit to watch.

Stick Figures

I see that Stick Figurine Posh Spice / Victoria Beckham has decreed that the Age Of The Skinny Chick is OVAH.

‘It’s an old-fashioned attitude, wanting to be really thin. I think women today want to look healthy, and curvy. They want to have some boobs – and a bum. Every woman wants a nice, round, curvy bottom, right? For that, you need a really tight knit that nips you in at the waist and holds you in all the right places,’ she explained.

Uh huh.

I think she needs to start telling others about this new thing — people like Ann Hathaway, Alessandra Ambrosio and the future Queen of Britishland:

   

Ugh.  Sorry, but I need a little pick-me-up just to restore my sanity:

 

Okay, I feel much better now.  Carry on.

Classic Beauty: Anna Magnani

Quite possibly the greatest actress who ever lived, Anna Magnani was so good because whatever character she played, she was always playing herself.  No better description of her acting is this one:  “Whenever Magnani laughs or cries (which is often), it’s as if you’ve never seen anyone laugh or cry before: has laughter ever been so burstingly joyful or tears so shatteringly sad?”

And her best quote ever:

“No man can control me, although many have tried.”