Friday Ephemera (683)
And how was your day at work, dear? || Swamp thing. || Stairwell situation. || Nommy-nommy-nom. || Nommy-nommy-nom 2. || Grim poll, scroll down. || Lumpy mud. || Flapping detected. || Attractive and practical. || A problem arose, a solution occurred. || A reminder to be careful who you hire. || The progressive retail experience, parts 480, 481, and 482. || “Still lots of work to be done.” || Oh come on, we’ve all had mornings like this. || Fat woman who doesn’t like walking bemoans the shortness of life. || Laser facial. || Finger check. || On recidivism. || Vibrancy and enrichment. || Modern romance. || His is bigger than yours. || His is bigger 2. || Good to know, I guess. || Odd dog. || Bad dogs. || It’s a lot to take in in fifteen seconds. || And finally, hours of fun, and inexpensive, too.
Should you be inclined, there are buttons below the fold.
[ Realizes hasn’t seen the henchlesbians around lately. Wonders how they are. ]
First!
The bird screeched Banzai! just before impact.
Perspective.
Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood
So follow me, follow
Down to the hollow
And there let us wallow
In glorious Mud!
Putting the cat out for the night.
Future Darwin Award winner.
Can you explain this, David?
“Aspiring rapper.”
Torturing animals is a red flag. Aspiring rapper is another.
Another rapper. Why it’s never a symphony musician cannot be explained (by liberals.)
And how was your day at work, dear?
The plane is fine.
Back in the good ole days they only ate your homework. True story.
Thread winner was:
“Odd dog.“
Just as well they didn’t let him in. He’s a cat, he’d only want to go out again 5 mins later…
“I care about the way I look.” Like a Batman villain?
Mystery solved.
Just wonderful
I laughed. Still not sorry.
Morning, all.
Hey, I’m bringing you the full richness of the human experience.
[ Slurps coffee. ]
I’m just going to leave this here, I think. As a reassurance to patrons.
So glad I’ve been married for 20 years…
I’m not sure I’d be any good at dating via app. I don’t even know which way you’re supposed to swipe.
You know, I think she may, just may, be a tiny bit racist.
And in I-just-want-to-use-the-ladies-bathroom news.
“Hold my beer”.
Some people are unfit for the task of living. Still, it’s interesting how our “indigenous” and “non-binary” drunk driver has learned to mouth all of the most fashionable excuses for her utterly selfish behaviour and obnoxious personality.
Stunning and brave!
Apparently, we’ve arrived at a stage of civilisation in which chunky middle-aged men dress as women and then deliberately piss themselves in public, on camera, as an erotic high, before sharing the recording on social media and awaiting likes.
Everyone remember where we parked.
A new month demands a new banner and even more “pride”.
Today In Art™, the bow and applause at the end are well deserved.
Indeed. Nazi-level racism is not uncommon in the “melanated” population.
and:
Most efforts to “reform” criminals and anti-socials through therapy and education and “outreach” are doomed, because personality is largely fixed by adolescence. Certain policy-related conclusions follow inevitably from this unpleasant fact.
So, how are the henchlesbians, David?
Busy choosing bubble bath.
Those wacky “educators” are at it again.
In Washington state, students are excluded for not being inclusive. “Biologically, that’s not true! Scientifically, that’s not true.”
Not be outdone, a bit to the northeast, in Saskatchewan, a new alphabet lesson for 9th graders drops.(Link at link NSFW, but OK for school)
Can they use some help?
They really love their pet piranhas.
Schools have always struck me as fairly pathological environments, not least because of the people so often employed there; but never, I think, more so than now. I barely trust the average state-school teacher to impart the basics of arithmetic or chemistry. Trusting them with enormous license for overreach – say, as above, to share the alleged joys of shitting and pissing fetishes – seems, shall we say, a little unwise.
Meanwhile, in the world of parenting.
Just Stop Oil.
Meanwhile, in the world of parenting.
Not unrelated, the lyrics, rhythm, and melody put Gershwin and Ellington to shame, but what this has to do with the UK version of Dollar General is a bit baffling. (NSFW and/or use earphones)
Is she… disabled? I honestly can’t tell.
In happier news.
Heh.
David needs new wheels to go with his freshly styled hair. Something happening.
Socialist professor explains how to get a PlayStation under socialism.
I’ll stick with this ultra-cool ride until somebody builds a fish-and-chips car.
It’s now 20 years since Rob Grant’s Incompetence (“A novel of the far too near future”) was published. It’s set in a Europe in which, according to Article 13,199 of its Constitution, “No person shall be prejudiced from employment in any capacity, at any level, by reason of age, race, creed, or competence”. Its opening sentence:
“The flight was uneventful enough, except the pilot touched down at a slightly wrong airport and forgot to lower the landing gear, so we left the plane by way of the emergency chute, and I lost my shoes.”
Of course, they won’t explicitly ban “prejudice” against incompetence (although the book was inspired by a French law banning it as the sole grounds for dismissal), but that’s the effect of all this.
Obligatory. [Scrolls down] Nah, lyrics don’t cut it, pst314. 🙂
Says, “Yes, absolutely,” then unwittingly explains why his own assertion isn’t remotely plausible.
A professor, you say?
For those who missed it, a guide to the Chinese Revolution and its lunacies.