That's basically what filking is: the now long-established SF fan thing of putting new lyrics to old songs, usually of a specific fandom.

Like the new one, but there's no one track that jumps out at me yet.

Fine Gabriel deep cut.

THERE IT IS!

*nods approvingly

Hardly. "There is nothing so over-rated as a bad fuck, or so under-rated as a good shit."

Doing OK. Just finished a piece for the anarchist magic site Gods and radicals with a day to spare on deadline, about to sort the logistics for my two London visits next month (both to see the very fine play of Cosmic Trigger, one showing with Tonks).

Tonks was out in the garden just now. Yorkshire weather being what it is, things are moist.

Rick Wakeman, 1984. Includes such highlights as a totally wasted Chakka Khan and Tim Rice trying to sing in a working class accent.

Sorry… but I'm very rarely lonely. Always been fine with my own company for the most part, haven't been out of a relationship with a woman for over 34 years. Only mentioning this as an example that the trick is possible!

Catch you at a bad time, motherfucker?

As Uncle Warren notes: we have stronger teeth than Americans, spend less on cosmetic bollocks and we can eat unwary tourists.

Hooray for free-on-the-NHS heavy duty painkillers?

"That's not assaulting an officer, that's stretching a pedestrian!"
-Eddie Izzard

The AV Club

Wasn't even him - they're talking about a guy with the same name, and are now open to libel suits from both of 'em.

Fuck whatever i did to my shoulder than means my arm feels like my funny bone nerve (brachial plexus) has been twanged for over a week.

It's also full of cliche moments that, if he had't been too proud to watch a horror flick sometime, he might have avoided.

One of so many examples of Kubrick's scorn for the horror genre: in the documentary his daughter made of the shoot, he said (iirc) he was proud he'd never seen a horror film.

Clearly.