
Change my mind.
Update: From Longtime Reader Bruce comes this little snippet of OzCop fuckery. They must have been trained by our Fibbies or else the New Jersey sturmtruppen.

Change my mind.
Update: From Longtime Reader Bruce comes this little snippet of OzCop fuckery. They must have been trained by our Fibbies or else the New Jersey sturmtruppen.
Who is the loneliest person at any red carpet affair?
That would be Oz actress Elisabeth Debicki, because at 6’3″ tall, she towers over the average Hollyweird squirt actor (Tom Cruise, coff coff ) and she loves them Louboutin 5″ heels, making her even more of a social outcast. Here she is, recumbent:

…seated:
…slouching:
…in characteristic red carpet mode:

…and standing next to Hugh Laurie, who is 6’2″ tall and clearly not concerned about his masculinity: 
In fact, were she not Australian, I’d say that this was definitely a tower worth climbing.


So let’s improve that Bad Hair Day with a few giggles.











By the way, Chris Muir has been hitting them out the park recently:

And speaking about redheads, here’s someone you should all know about (and just wait till you see her back story and “Before” pic in the link):




Now off to work with you.
I was watching The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer the other night (for about the tenth time), and once again was struck by the beauty of Myrna Loy.
As a silent star, she was girlish:


…and then she grew up into the early 1930s-era of cute, witty and sexy women:



…and finally blossomed into full, sophisticated womanhood:






And she did all this despite having had the world’s worst hairstyles inflicted on her.
Gorgeous.
Here’s a gun which ticks all my shotgun lust boxes save two (and oh by all means. right-click to embiggen):

Let me just get the two disqualifiers out of the way: 12ga and price ($16,500, cheap for a Purdey), the combination of which means I’m unlikely ever to buy it.
But if I did… I don’t think that I would shoot it that much. I’d mount it on a facing wall where I could look at it all day.
Or I’d just keep it next to my chair where I could pick it up now and then, and lovingly fondle it and talk to it like I would a small puppy or a mistress.
Great Vulcan’s bleeding nostrils, that is a beautiful gun.
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Today, we’ll first be giving an in-depth look at the Dept. of Maleducation:

…because knowing how to read and write is of no importance whatsoever.

…where today’s teenage boys know more about “incel culture” than most teachers.

…non-White and female mathematicians having contributed SO much to the field since 300 BC, you see.

…I’m just amazed that anyone complained, in a suburb of San Francisco Madison.

…I always said the legal drinking age should be lowered… but maybe not that much.

…spoken by someone who’s obviously never taken a hard punch to the face.
From the Heart of Stone Dept.:

…looks like those fifty Nile crocs I dropped in haven’t reached that part of the Rio Grande yet.

And:
Also, in talking of mental health:

…because I think the 25th can only be invoked by Congress, which will be controlled by Democrats until after November. Then we’ll see.

…why so? Perhaps her name will reveal the secret…
Speaking of Indians:

…I’ve dated women like that. In every case, they didn’t want to have sex; they just wanted to stop me having a good time with my buddies.
But let’s move to INSIGNIFICA:

And:



…see, it’s only “sexist” and “revolting” if there’s no money or PR involved.
And that be da nooz.