Tag: Humor

Stuff that makes me laugh

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So let’s let out some more gas:


…how’s that vegetarian shit working out for India, by the way?


…Jesus wept.


…somebody else’s future, maybe;  just not mine.


…lessee:  a Socialist who screwed up his country’s economy and caused untold suffering for its citizens by pursuing insane Green / Net Zero policies has to flee the country… am I the only one finding this inspirational?


…how can I put this politely?  Oh yeah:  fuck off, all of you.


…so did John Wayne.  What’s your point, Has-Been?


…somehow, I think we have enough native sex maniacs and perverts already, without having to import more of them.  And while we’re on that topic:


…sure, like I’m the only one here thinking about some of that “cultural appropriation” stuff.


…post something cruel on the Internet, though, and PC Plod will be right over.


…I know I have a copy of Sarah Hoyt’s shocked face lying around somewhere…


…trust me, you do not want to know what this is.  Okay, then, but I did warn ya.

And in INSIGNIFICA:

       

   

And in the political world:


…my Arizona Readers will know more about this than I do, of course, but from where I sit, she seems to have at least some of the Right Stuff:

More news of similar dubious content next week.

Old-Time

Business, Management, Old Fartism

As an Ole Phartte of some renown, imagine my gleeful chuckles when reading about this man’s requirements for employment at his business:

A Welsh dessert shop boss has shared the most brutal job advert you’ve ever seen on Facebook, but has been universally praised for his no-nonsense attitude.

And if you don’t give at least one approving “attaboy” when you read the ad, we can’t be friends.

Here’s a similar no-nonsense attitude, but in precisely the opposite direction.

We run Britain’s strictest pub – no phones or kids are allowed inside and anyone who swears is BANNED

As one would imagine, I would be in real danger here — although I’ve found that the more I drink, paradoxically, the less I swear.  (Regular Drinking Buddies Mr. Free Market, The Englishman and Doc Russia might contradict this, though.)

Whatever:  I would happily guard my tongue at the Fox & Goose to be free from screaming children and fucking (oops) cell phones.  The only thing that might cause me to give the place a miss is that I’m not that fond of Samuel Smith beer — but then again, life is full of compromises. innit?

Dangerous Consequences

Mocking Furriners

I couldn’t help but compare the BritRoyals to the Democrats when I saw this article:

The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, both 40, and Prince George, eight, Princess Charlotte, seven, Prince Louis, four, and their black cocker spaniel Orla were seen leaving their Kensington residence on Monday evening.

The Queen’s antipathy towards helicopters is well known, because she views them as dangerous (e.g. Stevie Ray Vaughan).  Not to be too ghoulish about it, but if that particular chopper went down, it would create an interesting situation vis-a-vis the Royal succession line because after Charles would come — yes — Prince Ginger and his son Archie.

Imagine the scenario where Duchess Meghan CaringSlut one day became Queen… and most likely, Queen Mother in the reign of King Archie.  I would suggest that inheritance of title through birth suddenly looks a lot less appealing.

This is somewhat similar in outcome to the prospect of President Kamala SexToy for the Democrats.

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And speaking of “wrong”:


…ordinarily, I would suggest that the Antifa punks’ houses should be firebombed;  but why should their parents suffer?


…note that the “official” reasons for quitting are nowhere close to the actual.  But who cares?  The more Democrats out of government, the better.


…but did they pave it over, or turn it into an artillery practice target?  Noooo.

And then Roger Kimball posts the rhetorical question:


…to quote Meg Ryan:  “Yes!  Yes!  Oh God, YES!”  (link included)


…that’s rich;  richer than both of you combined.


…key word: …wait… Iowa?


…to the complete surprise of ERCOT.  And you want us to be an independent nation?

Dept. Of Assimilation:


…Africa wins again.


…the Muzzies, in contrast, know exactly what separates men from the hijab-wearers.


…kidney, spleen, whatever:  they all look the same.


…not gonna say it… not gonna say it…

In the “Who Could Tell?” department:


…so don’t wear one.  Nobody would notice, Flatty.

And in contrast:


…don’t say I didn’t warn ya.

And from the INSIGNIFICA Files:

  … NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!!!

Finally:


…who she?  you ask.  An interesting story.

“Sarah Jayne Dunn, 40, played Mandy Richardson on [BritTV] soap Hollyoaks for 26 years until she was sensationally dropped last year for having an account on adult subscription site OnlyFans.”  (Actually, they stopped filming the show because Covidiocy, and our Sarah had no other source of income and was pretty much forced into showing off her bod on OnlyFans.  Now she makes far more than she ever did as a TV actress.)

So who she? you ask again.

Not bad for 40, I have to say.  Now I have no idea whether she gets “adventurous” on her OnlyFans pages, and I certainly wouldn’t pay a subscription to see even that because of those prison-quality tattoos (ugh).  But it seems that a large number of Brits are prepared to do so, and so good luck to her, say I.

And that, as they say, is all the news fit to ponder.