Because You’d Never Tire Of It
Attention, rail commuters. I bring fresh hell.
Britain is an embarrassment. wtf is this? pic.twitter.com/nfD17EHtu7
— Hazel Appleyard (@HazelAppleyard_) July 5, 2025
You see,
It might be the end of Pride Month 2025, but with Thameslink, journey with us with Pride all year round… Our railway is for everyone and we’re proud to celebrate love, diversity and togetherness, with our #ThameslinkTrainbow, of course!
And remember, if you’re gay, everything is about TRANSVESTISM, VAMPING AND GLITTER.
Oh, and for those of you mystified by the chanted number,
Text 61016 if ever something’s not right.
Should you see something untoward during your journey.
No, don’t go. I have more.
Consider this an open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
They’re not making me feel included.
Here’s a new favorite, a woman on TikTok who’s the founding member of the We Do Not Care club.
An episode
An episode
An episode
Spot-on delivery. No notes.
Some of the youngs hearing Fleetwood Mac’s “The Chain” for the first time.
When your fantasies don’t come true because you’ve been lied to, and there’s no turning back.
Well, quite. Were I of a disposition that craved continual, year-round affirmation of my notional identity, my demographic box, I very much doubt that fat, vamping transvestites would help on that front.
TFW you hate being right.
Daaaaark humor.
Earlier this morning, we drove past a branch of Dunkin’ Donuts, in the window of which an enormous sign announced:
The distinction between every day – occurring daily – and everyday – humdrum and routine – having somehow escaped the designers of said sign and the company’s management.
“Our coffee is cheap… and unremarkable.“
“French citizens”
On the bright side, it is sort of like a bath.
Daaaaark humor.
Every look at someone and think it’s a shame they can only be executed once?
‘Our railway is for everyone…’
no, clearly not for people who just want to get to work school or the shops in peace and quiet
Recall how Terry Pratchett poked fun at retailers with with shop signs full of misplaced punctuation.
I can happily settle for unremarkable.
God, please make it stop.
The BBC website, ostensibly a place for news of import, seems to have at least one item involving drag queens pretty much every day. Such that one might get the impression that it’s now considered a legitimate and obvious news topic. Politics. Economics. Farcical transvestism…
I can’t comment on Dunkin’ Donuts coffee, having never ventured into one. But it has to be said, their signage didn’t sway me.
The last time I tried to get on British Rail, they were on strike. Seeing this, I now believe I dodged a bullet.
I’d literally pay to see the Moslem version of this!
Tragic as that is, it’s still a person who whatever their mental faculties are, is apparently old enough to have had some say in the decision to mutilate themselves. The people, overwhelmingly women, who are doing this sort of thing to little boys, most otherwise perfectly normal, is the real problem. It’s so bizarre how most people either ignore or deny that it happens. Even while famous people brag about doing it to their children.
[ Peers in fridge. Eyes leftover noodles. ]
Mental, but at least harmless.
Mental, possibly harmless (the dolls need something from the actual person).
Mental, of course a “professor”.
[ Chomping. ]
It would be like being trapped in some Keith Haring nightmare. Or the entrance to the Brain Club, just as the Ecstasy is kicking in, circa 1991.
[ Chomping. ]
Related, she’s going to fight for food stamps. I guess it would be uncharitable to suggest the real reason she is so upset.
As Instapundit often quips, “Maybe letting the enemies of our civilisation teach our children was a mistake.”
I think we can safely say her growth has not been stunted. Physically, at least.
That was very specific. 🤔
It was quite an evening.