Tag: Humor

And with that excellent advice, here’s some Rx News:

...WuFlu itself, reaction to the “vaccine”, very bad acid trip or a combination of all three?  I report, you decide.

Some Political News:

...I think he just woke up and realized what a scam it all is.  By the way:  Johnson is a pretty good mayor (for a Democrat shithole like Dallas metro).

From the Great Assimilation Project:

...anyone surprised by this?  Nobody?  Me neither.  Also:

...is he going to get severely punished?  Don’t make me laugh.  Then there’s this:

...can we do a cut ‘n paste Over Here?

Hot off the Police Blotter:

...should have joined the NYPD if she wanted to do a little risk-free cashless shopping.

Some Sporting News:

...considering that he’s undeniably better than anyone else who’s ever played the game, that’s hardly surprising.

From the Palace Papers:

...would that be the same “secret weapon” who “dealt with” his ex-wife?

More news from the front lines of Sex Wars:

...when is “too soon”?  During the first date?   Before meeting the parents?  On the first night of the honeymoon?

...I always suspected this to be the case.  Now it’s “experts” to the rescue.

And speaking of psycho bitches and other beings, ecco 

     

...and will we get to see them Over Here?  Silly rabbits.

In ShowBiz Noose: [/Robin Williams]

There was yet another pointless awards show recently, when actors, actresses and sluts [some overlap]  got together to air-kiss each others’ cheeks etc.  The men’s fashion choices, as always, ranged from the elegant:

…to the dreadful:

…with sartorial sins so egregious I shouldn’t have to list them.

Some guy tried hard, but forgot his socks, FFS:

…and of his companion and her “I don’t wanna be here” stare, we need say nothing.

And speaking of the women:

…all quite nice, actually.

And I will admit to a little tinge of old-man lust towards the late-40s-vintage Reese Witherspoon.

There were a couple of the older trots (Trots?) among them, but I’m not going to spoil anyone’s appetite with pictures of Oprah, Streep, Streisand and Melissa McCarthy, because I care.

And anyway, it’s time to end the news.

 

And talking about giving the finger:

...let NYFC sink.

...they hate us, we move, Q.E.D.

From the Global Cooling Climate Warming Change© front:

  and:
...make ’em starve, guys:  join the Frogs and Krauts, make your own European Union.  Also:

...some would call it prudence, others would call it hypocrisy.  I report, you decide.

On the Police Blotter:

...wait [putting on Sarah Hoyt’s Shocked Face]:  you mean criminals don’t obey gun-prohibition laws? 

And speaking of gun laws:

...git ‘er done, cher.

...that’s not really breaking news, is it?  We’ve been doing that anyway, since Trump was still only a millionaire.

In the Dept. of Vanishing Things:

...wait:  could this crisis be from vegans becoming a dying breed?  One can only hope.

And in International News:

...and as plans go, this sounds like a good one.

...lemme guess:  for boys, Mohammed, Piotr and Jetmir;  for girls, Ngxoza, Jasmin and Agnieszka.

...presenting Dr. Kim’s Patented Anti-Seagull Devi©e:

And now ’tis time for link-free 

...and how many men would take the risk?

...not, mind you, that I think she said (or says) it that often, the Welsh tart.  But anyway:

And one from days of yore:

And that’s it for the news.