Friday Ephemera (819)

The robots are coming. || The fight against gravity did not go well. || When good girls go bad! || Discourse was attempted. || Inadequate product detected. || England’s most villagey town. || I’m guessing she ain’t happy. || The progressive retail experience, parts 730, 731 and 732. || Peeping spotted. || Peekaboo. || On suboptimal slipperiness. || Question asked, silence ensues. || I have questions. || An excellent use of a skateboard. || A descending voice. || The Digestive System, 1980. || For sale. || Choices were made. || A touch of Mozart. || It’s a tight one. || “She tried to remove my nuts with her teeth,” he said. || For bespectacled headbangers. || You want one and you know it. || I can see this working as a lair. || And finally, some Finnish performance art involving vast quantities of lube.

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