“I’m so old fashioned, I thought that ‘Chinese junk’ was a kind of sailing ship, not ‘everything you buy at fucking WalMart’.” — Kim du Toit
“I’m so old fashioned, I thought that ‘Chinese junk’ was a kind of sailing ship, not ‘everything you buy at fucking WalMart’.” — Kim du Toit
It’s bad enough when the Chinkvirus causes a city to close its pubs a whole ten days before Christmas (thanks, Wuhan and the CCP!), but then there’s this:
Tomorrow’s closures will force pubs to pour five million pints down the drain.
Laugh if you will, but that right there can be blamed on the Chinkvirus — well, also on the poxy BritGov who are acting like terrified kindergartners — but it’s all a bit much, really.
I need to call TrueBrit’s hubby to commiserate. Not to mention this horrible news:
Aaaaargh.
I really wish I had the tech and such to be able to do stuff like this. Alas, my time has come and gone, but I still enjoy the hell out of ol’ Gramps Hitchcock45, who is my kinda guy altogether.
Take a half-hour out of your day to watch the comparison. The only way it could be more fun for me is if I’d been there with him.
Keeping it short and sweet, like Salma Hayek.
…and if one of my children ever did this to me, they could expect to see their car firebombed or towed. Which is why they wouldn’t do it.
…as are we all. These pathetic accommodationists make Neville Chamberlain look like Attila The Hun.
…hey, “Reverend”: waddya expect from a bunch of gun-totin’ rednecks, anyway? Kinda like what we expect from a racist hustler from NYfuckenC.
…I was going to refer to these people as “morons”, but it seems redundant, somehow.
…hardly worth commentary, really. Anyone who’s ever had a Tequila Evening could probably top that story.
…and until recently, New Zealand was always regarded as the “sensible” country in Australasia.
…order away, Joe. Let’s see how that works out for ya.
…giving a whole new meaning to the term “one-night stand”.
And speaking of short and sweet:
…although frankly, I was amazed to see that the shortass’s feet even reached the ground.
Finally, a couple of my Brit Readers have complained about me giving short shrift to the extraordinary Rhian Sugden on these pages. Complain no more:
From Teddy Dalrymple:
“With luck, the mass impoverishment that is quite likely to strike Great Britain in the near future will prevent the British from going abroad in any numbers, thus slightly raising the cultural level of the rest of the world.”
When I emigrated , the following was written on the Bon Voyage card presented to me by my former colleagues:
“Kim is leaving South Africa for the United States, thus raising the average IQ of both countries.”
Who said statisticians have no sense of humor?
I just thought I’d get ahead of the curve, for once: