Friday Ephemera (699)
Safety measures. || Incoming. || She has a red mullet. || More beating needed. || His are bigger than yours. || The thrill of competitive bed-making. || Bin men fortified with beef and tea. || On fish and chips. || Today’s word is clientele. || He’s creating a persona that embodies who he is. || I know you’re distressed and in pain, but let’s talk about me and my pronouns. || “They need to get him.” || Next to Godliness, I’m told. || Test question 17b. || The tools at hand. || Two-mile-wide glass domes and other abandoned megaprojects. || Electric car charging stations, Chicago, 1916. (h/t, Things) || Only seventh? || Setting an example for the kids. || The thrill of crabs. || Inevitable. || The laws of physics are indeed mysterious. || And finally, when the flash is not your friend.
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Dude, don’t harsh my mellow. That was glorious. If we must live in a world of bad behavior, let it be this. I think that was hands-down the best cat fight evah. Usually at least one participant weighs in at over 180 or some man steps in before things can really get going. I was reminded of one such…incident..that I witnessed live in a bar back in the 1980’s in I believe it was Merritt Island, FL. Two young ladies really got into it. One pair of panties were pulled off and ended up hanging from a ceiling fan. I will never forget the image of that fan twirling around, panties still on it as the music resumed.
If anyone’s getting aroused by this thread, I’m upping the price of the drinks.
On a post from several years ago that David linked back to recently, a commenter predicted exactly this sort of thing would start happening. I think it was in the context of rooftop-Koreans…or something. He might not have been extremely exceptional in that regard in certain contexts but his perceptions were certainly not popular elsewhere.
Pig, lipstick, some assembly required.
“If anyone’s getting aroused by this thread…”
What a low opinion of us you do have. How ever could that have come about?
A bit hard to sort out all the details, but it was awfully civilised of them to offer to take along his medication.
Somewhat related, this creature here:
But this is where pretending gets you.
Neatly done.