Friday Ephemera (812)
The cabinets, in fairness, were fully transformed. || Engine trouble. || Timesaver. || Moves in sync with your, er, pedalling motion. || More than is strictly necessary. || The machine uprising, day 13. || Drivers, look away now. || Not reading the room. || Merry England. || Mouth and trousers. || How all women walk down corridors. || And then he deployed the wiper fluid. || Where to be at a concert. (h/t, Things) || Super Snack Busy. || Ballpoint. || Parklife. || Triplets, Sellotape, and scientific parenting. || I’m impressed by the size. || Prosthesis. || Pleasing the customer. || For when you want to play Pong, but really, really slowly. || Men Who Churn Out Romantic Novels, 1970. || Newcomerliness. || The super-deadly soap stairs. || A game about flinging. || First day. || And finally, some nimble fingering.
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Isn’t this rather a case of coals to Newcastle?
Although most male ballet dancers are gay, isn’t it the case that most ballerinas are straight?
According to Grok, small-scale studies do suggest that while male dancers being gay is very common indeed – an estimated 50-60% – lesbian ballerinas are much rarer – an estimated 3%.
I can’t help feeling there’s a joke in there somewhere.
Or a whole sitcom. At least a season or two. Side story? Would never get made though because they would have to work really hard, really hard to make very scold-y and not funny.
That’s slightly higher than the general population, actually.
Because it’s been over 24 hours since I’ve made fun of the French: