I note that the annual diet-scolding known as “Veganuary” has already begun. Ah don’ theenk so, Lucy.



And for a little variation:


Time for some brekkie:

See? I can do veggies too.
I note that the annual diet-scolding known as “Veganuary” has already begun. Ah don’ theenk so, Lucy.



And for a little variation:


Time for some brekkie:

See? I can do veggies too.
It’s the first Monday of the New Year!
Try to contain your excitement.

Anyway, some New Year’s thoughts:












And some fresh smut for the new year:





Guns and scantily-clad women: that should set the proper tone for 2022…
From The Englishman, a correction to my New Year’s Eve greetings post for the Brits:
“Please note it wasn’t the “Brits” but only the English who were allowed to party together with their Celtic neighbours who escaped. I hear Bristol was very full last night.”
It took me nearly two decades to stop referring to all inhabitants of the British Isles as “English” or “Englishmen”, and now that I’ve finally got that straight, it appears that I’ve gone and fucked it up again.
Sigh.
And what better way to introduce the New Year, than with a selection of Train Smash Women?


More bad decisions in one post than in an average Biden Cabinet meeting… okay, maybe not that many.
I knew I should have waited a bit before posting my Best In 2021. Still, better late than never.
Best Obituary: Battleswarm
“Leaving a trail of slime behind him –”
Start over.
“A repugnant, repulsive reptile –”
Try again.
“What can be said about him that hasn’t already been said about bubonic plague?”
Strike that.
Man, I’m really having trouble staying on the high road for this Harry Reid obit.
I went back and added it to the Awards post. Oceania has always… etc. [/1984]

Well…
Okay, that’s probably not going to happen. So let the memes begin:

Well, let’s look at the circumstances:


So it doesn’t take a genius to connect the dots:




Oh well. Not that the Clintons were the only family involved:




And the last word:
