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Journalism.
https://twitter.com/Holbornlolz/status/1232221206050492421
Journalism.
Oh dear.
Journalism.
#Anschluss. Again.
Husband (also philistine) cuts the spaghetti before cooking it.
Husband (also philistine) cuts the spaghetti before cooking it.
In some parts of the world that’s grounds for divorce.
Evolution of language, Part 2876, now only dependent on who identifies as what.
Part 2876
Because it’s the drinking that’s the problem there, not the consequences of the specific situation that’s a concern.
Evolution of language, Part 2876
Well, indeed. Gay drinking can lead to sticky situations.
Because we must remember where we came from:
https://remodernreview.wordpress.com/2020/02/23/feminist-art-activists-the-guerrilla-girls-will-tell-you-what-kind-of-art-you-are-allowed-to-enjoy/
sticky situations
Band name.
“Guerrilla Girls”, eh? I think I dated one once…
It was a Saturday Night, and I didn’t have nobody…
And of course one must use scissors or some other cutting device. How else will one pick said spaghetti crops?
http://news.bbc.co.uk/onthisday/hi/dates/stories/april/1/newsid_2819000/2819261.stm
Band name.
I’ve earmarked a suitably draughty and unheated rehearsal room in a rough part of town. I think we should knuckle down to some serious preparation. First things first, we need a policy on hairstyles.
“Guerrilla Girls” – Their first, and unfortunately only album. Another all-girl group, though in this one all the girls actually play instruments. Though the drummer is over dubbed in the studio, unbeknownst to her. Something she discovers on their first promotional tour. Consequently she quits the band and outs them in a TMZ video as a bunch of lesbians. Which everyone knew anyway though resulting in much greater publicity. Enough to make certain industry critics cynically imply that this was all premeditated. The band breaks up at the end of the first tour and the lead singer marries the second baseman for the San Francisco Giants. He then transitions to female because he always felt like a lesbian trapped in a man’s body. They move to Oregon and open an organic CDB and marijuana dispensary.
Gay drinking can lead to sticky situations.
A) ISWYDT
B) Apparently, Tory tea drinking can lead one to lose one’s s*** and “Reeeeeeeee!!” all over the tea company’s SM coordinator.
Because reasons!
suitably draughty and unheated rehearsal room
Hmm. I do feel a bit of a draft in here.
Apparently, Tory tea drinking can lead one to lose one’s s*** and “Reeeeeeeee!!” all over the tea company’s SM coordinator.
I’m assuming this will be of slightly less consequence than the last tea-related outrage I can think of.
[ Glares across Atlantic, shakes fist. ]
First things first, we need a policy on hairstyles
All “High and Tight”? Much simpler that way and think of the cost savings.
I really do need to find a job where my coworkers show up before 10:00 AM. Or not.
[ Glares across Atlantic, shakes fist. ]
*feels a… draft*
Heh.
Much simpler that way and think of the cost savings.
I’d assumed we’d be destined to blow all of our royalties on high-end hair products.
If you cut off the spaghetti then you eventually have a plate full of little spaghetti bits you have to shovel up with a spoon. Grownups twirl.
I’m assuming this will be of slightly less consequence than the last tea-related outrage I can think of.
[Glares across Atlantic, shakes fist.]
Eh. I’m a strict coffee or Tab man, myself.
Tea, like Coors beer, is like having sex in a canoe, ’cause it’s f*cking next to water.
I’ll just get my coat. It’s a wee bit nippy out.
All “High and Tight”?
The proper term is “High and Stupid”.
I’d assumed we’d be destined to blow all of our royalties on high-end hair products.
Definitely time for a hair band comeback, and these days we could get sweet endorsement money from the hair product people.
Of course that make the assumption that the band members still have sufficient hair, if not there is always the Meguiar’s and Turtle Wax endorsements to go for.
I’ll just get my coat.
You’ll find it outside in the alley. On fire.
You mean this Tab?
Grownups twirl.…or buy rotini or penne or …
OK, it’s now 10:05. WTF are these people? Did someone make Fat Tuesday a holiday or something?
You mean this Tab?
Yes. Yes, I do. And I have that advert on speed dial to this day. And it used to be solely because of the bikini-clad beauty walking toward the camera. But now, the utter lack of anything resembling wokeness makes it even that much better.
First things first, we need a policy on hairstyles.
Hats! There’s nothing a good hat can’t hide.
But if you absolutely insist, I suggest this look. For the sake of uniformity…
If you are after uniformity…
[ Glares across Atlantic, shakes fist. ]
Heh.
I’ve earmarked a suitably draughty and unheated rehearsal room in a rough part of town.
You must surely be referring to this place?
(Their homepage is down hence the *ahem* crap link, but I have rehearsed there myself and I can confirm that the building really is a former public convenience in one of the more downmarket districts of The Potteries. Ah, the glamour of rock ‘n roll).
I can confirm that the building really is a former public convenience
As a stroppy teen, I once rehearsed in a building whose doorways were used as a rain shelter and windbreak by the local prostitutes. I got into the habit of saying “Evening, ladies” and being generally polite, not least because they often outnumbered us.
…a building whose doorways were used as a rain shelter and windbreak by the local prostitutes.
No prostitutes in this yarn, but in the mid-80s when I was in London for the Bar Finals course, and then later at the beginning of my legal “career”, I was in a couple of bands, both of which rehearsed at a studio in a squat very near Clapham Common which consisted of a row of cottages and a few outbuildings- I think they were originally built for railway workers. The studio was in a dank cellar underneath one of the houses, accessed via a trap door and down a very short and steep set of stairs, so carrying amps and drums down there was a perilous task. The “electrics” were a rats’ nest of cables and wires with multiple sockets hanging seemingly randomly from the very low ceiling. It was very “alternative”, very rock ‘n roll and, most importantly, extremely cheap. The custodian was a cheerful old hippie called Theo who was usually stoned and he’d often stand in a corner and jam along on a flute, but when the “electrics” failed, as they frequently did, a lumbering, taciturn, red-bearded and bespectacled giant of a man who wore army surplus shorts all year round would emerge from somewhere, fix the problem and disappear again.
One time, after he’d left, Theo said “That’s Thunderclap Newman, that is” and I remember us all glancing at each other and clearly collectively thinking “Yeah, right”.
Only years later when he’d died and I read his obituary did I realise that it was true. The big bearded fella was indeed Andrew “Thunderclap” Newman, living in a South London squat despite (or maybe because of) having played on one of the biggest hits of the 60s, twenty years after the band’s very short heyday.
Sic transit, etc.
Never have seen that Tab commercial. My life has been enriched. Much thanks.
[ sees bartender reach for spray bottle, retires to bunk ]
…I once rehearsed in a building whose doorways were used as a rain shelter and windbreak by the local prostitutes…
…and from whence the hencelesbians were recruited…
Apparently, Tory tea drinking can lead one to lose one’s s*** and “Reeeeeeeee!!” all over the tea company’s SM coordinator.
SO happy to see they didn’t apologize and grovel at the feet of the Twitter mob. Good on them. Maybe more companies will follow their example.
So if this damn Yankee wants to support said tea company by purchasing a tin or two, do I use the Amazon US button above? Or do I need to use the UK one?
I know it won’t completely make up for our earlier tea-related outrage [feels the icy glare from across the pond] but it might help smooth the waters somewhat…
So if this damn Yankee wants to support said tea company by purchasing a tin or two, do I use the Amazon US button above? Or do I need to use the UK one?
Yorkshire Tea can indeed be bought from both Amazon US and Amazon UK, via the links at the top right of the page.
I’m assuming this will be of slightly less consequence than the last tea-related outrage I can think of.
[ Glares across Atlantic, shakes fist. ]
Oh, no, no, the consequence is fine, Brexit did already occur . . . .
“Yorkshire Tea can indeed be bought from both Amazon US and Amazon UK, via the links at the top right of the page.”
But not, apparently, in K-cups.
Yes, yes, I know… heresy, abomination, &c. You there in the back, stop gasping. What can I say? I’m a Yankee and the infernal device has made me lazier. Boil a pot of water? Bother.
I’ll just stick with my Twinings K-cups. But I will buy my next couple boxes through your link, if that lessens the pain of learning about my horrifying tea brewing practices.
SO happy to see they didn’t apologize and grovel at the feet of the Twitter mob. Good on them. Maybe more companies will follow their example.
Would that more companies — ostensibly in business to make profits rather than merely demonstrate their piety like the rabbi of the parable — have “The Michael Jordan Ethos” etched above every entrance and framed in every office:
“Even Republicans [insert Tories, typical non-leftists in general here] buy shoes.”
Yorkshire Tea can indeed be bought from both Amazon US and Amazon UK, via the links at the top right of the page.
HUZZAH! I can support both this fine establishment and Yorkshire Tea with one click. Excellent!
“Even Republicans [insert Tories, typical non-leftists in general here] buy shoes.”
This is something many of these companies forget. Or that the majority of the the mob don’t purchase their product anyways. They also seem to conflate online outrage presence with purchasing power.
Hi, everybody!
Science!
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-8038783/Shells-20-000-year-old-armadillos-size-Volkswagen-Beetles-Argentina.html
Mardi Gras!
https://www.bizpacreview.com/2020/02/23/hillary-cameo-on-the-epstein-didnt-kill-himself-float-was-the-toast-of-mardi-gras-890276
Humor!
https://oddflex.tumblr.com/post/182871524392
Must love green.
The big bearded fella was indeed Andrew “Thunderclap” Newman
Every year in high school, we on the roadie crew would inform the incoming ninth graders that the head janitor for the school was in fact Bruce Arnold, former drummer and manager for Helix. Of course they never believed us.
Then once a year, an hour before the opening of the annual high school musical variety show, Bruce would come out in his coveralls and work boots and warm up the drums.
I got into the habit of saying “Evening, ladies” and being generally polite, not least because they often outnumbered us.
Tone is important. I know this because a Midshipman on a run ashore once got the tone wrong. A great deal of running, swearing and shoe hurling ensued.
Must love green
When judging someone else’s interior decoration scheme, I may be quite verdant, but it is still hideous.
Apparently, the mere existence of birth certificates “actually produces and shapes bodies to develop in a way conformant with understandings of sexual dimorphism.”
Gender Studies, baby. The Australian Feminist Law Journal, to be specific.
“actually produces and shapes bodies to develop in a way conformant with understandings of sexual dimorphism.”
“Keep away from white medicine!” shouted the witch doctor.
Must love green
That dump belongs here…
From the Realtor Tip: Professionally designed/decorated when owned by the developer.