“… and that’s why I need you to take the power plant offline.”

We’re posher. We ‘pop the kettle on’.

‘The Big Rhodes Ireland burger’.

Also, make sure you’re dressed like Goofy.

Dan seems like an equal opportunities bf.

Be right back; huffing radishes!

Sorry, but I rate it as a B-/7

Guess the US will be bombing Iran’s vest factories next.

Spring is sprung, the grass is riz
I wonder where the birdies is
They say the birdies on the wing, but that’s absurd
I always thought the wing was on the bird

1992 called. They want their pixels back.

Surely all it says is that regardless of our hopes, plans, and intentions sometimes shit hits our fan and we have no control over it?

Meh. I just like classic dagnuts or dingleberries.

Coming soon to a movie theatre near you. And every streaming service. And as an unskipable 3hr 30min ad on Youtube. And as part of the start-up routine of Windows 12.

INT. FORTRESS OF SOLITUDE - DAY

                    JOHN RAMBO
“Cap, these woke, gay immigrants want to stop generative AI. We have to stop them.”

                    BATMAN
“Rambo’s right, and these disabled lesbian Democrat voters will stop at nothing. They must be detained, processed and, where necessary - which is always - terminated.”

                    INDIANA JONES
“Agreed, Batman. We absolutely have to protect our billionaires’ wealth and their way of life. We’ve got might on our side. I know Hunt, McClane, and Reacher are in and, all the way from across the pond, so is Bond. And Harry Potter. But do we have Bourne and Skywalker?”

                    CYBERDYNE SYSTEMS MODEL 101 [AKA THE TERMINATOR]
“Affirmative. Both have answered the call! And we have Toretto and Blade.”

                    HANNIBAL LECTER
“Wait. Toretto and Blade are both… un-white.”

We are all Womp Womp on this blessed day.

It used to be true, back in the '80s. We called it hedge porn and me and my buddies found two seperate stashes over the years.

Big if true.

Just like the driver!

“Cunt” as a descriptive term has gotten a lot of flak for the last couple decades, mostly by the bleeders that wear their hearts on their sleeves. The word itself is not so much an insulting denigration as it is a succinct label. And we all use labels for everything and everybody

I use it for you!

Snitch “Tattle Tale” Tagliatelle
Al Capone (no relation)
Barry Shitpeas
Zabaglione Zamboni

My wife once dropped a noxious stench, in a National Trust gift shop, that was so bad that a little old lady blamed her dog.