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Let’s pour that stuff on our hotdogs… wait, did I say wieners?

…West Hollywood and Greenwich Village are on lockdown, just in case.

…they’re gonna need them all when Russia invades their country, you see.

...it’s not the wangers that will offend them, but the hurricane of farts.

…thus making German street signs doubleplus unreadable, e.g.:

Still in Euroland:

...sometimes, I envy the French.

...ah, for the proper treatment of these woke asshole lawyers, see the next item:

...looks like Britishland might as well import these Muslim customs, seeing as they’re allowing all the others.

...”urging”:  no;  “scourging”:  oh hell yes.  We could start that process Over Here, if the Brits need any guidelines.

From the Dept. of Global Warming Climate Cooling Change:

...hell, New Yorkers can’t even use garbage disposal units.  Gas stoves are nothing.

...no whistling, got it.  Straight to rape, then?

And INSIGNIFICA reports:

     

...which is all very well — until Lizzo wears them at her next concert.  Assuming, that is, that there’s enough denim in the world.

Finally:

...I think the legal term for this is “asking for trouble”.

I was going to post pics of the above event, but no.  Just… no.  Instead, here’s a pic of Shania Twain, who’s never going to have oral sex on stage:

And that’s all the news worth summarizing… sheesh.

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From the Dept. of Global Cooling Climate Warming Change:

...thus proving once and for all that climate alarmism is a religion, not science.

...and all because he wants to raise the retirement age in France from 62 to… 64.

...go on social media and call someone a nigger, however, and you’ll soon find out that the London fuzz’s “hate detection rate” is close to 100%.

...keyword:  Australia (where else?)

...Belt And Road Initiative, say hello to Africa.

...following in Her Filthiness’s bloodstained footsteps.

...well, it’s difficult to recognize a face when a Covid Cop’s boot is on your neck…

From the Dept. of Work-From-Home Non-Workers (no links, just accept):

...sheesh.  They didn’t call him the “Dirty Digger” for nothing.

And speaking of stupid people:

...except that technically she wasn’t his wife, and the legal fees are going to eat up whatever he scores from this lawsuit.  Sic semper idiota.

...can you say “Cherry 2000”, children?  I knew you could.

From the INSIGNIFICA Files:

 

...and who can honestly say they’ve never wanted to shit on near a Clinton?

Finally, our Paige 3 Report:

And in other Paige News:

But back to golf:

And that’s all the news fit to summarize.

I warned y’all yesterday that there’s not much to write about these days — unless I’m to write about Britishland’s Royal Family and the price of fucking eggs Over Here.

Or maybe I’m just getting jaded, what with all the bullshit that’s been flying around recently.  Sheesh, it’s even difficult to find content for the one-liner News Roundup…

Here’s Uberti’s version of the Remington 1890 Police model, this one in the manly .44-40 chambering (although unlike the original, it’s available in other calibers):

More later, if anything pops up.  Don’t hold your breath.