I doubt we shall see its like again..... and I am both sad and comforted by that

Hello, Dave

I don’t like being so hard to scare nowadays: I recall seeing “Night of the Demon” (“Night of the Hunter” in the US) as a kid and being terrified. Now, we are so sophisticated when it comes to shocks and tricks, it’s hard not to be jaded.

Donald should BE so lucky to be a cat’s ass!

By happy coincidence, the American people also want you to spend as much time as possible with your husband.

It’s during a full moon: he’s a were-cat’s-ass

Well, I was jizz asking ....

But did it fix her shoulder?

That’s the future calling, Jeb, to say you’re not in it.

I’ll be using my VR headset to project a view of a beige cabin roof. And enveloping cushions on the seats to either side rather than indignant husky folks whose love handles are actually overlapping my arm

Like we needed life’s injustices shoved in our face any more, today.

Good god, it’s only taken me about 30 years to get over Unexplained Magazine’s front cover on that very subject....

way less muddy, way fancier

He would continue his life unscathed and unchanged until, not if but until, he was caught again. My only surprise was it took two years and didn’t happen sooner. - from the journal of Sheriff Anderson, 1836

Maine people’s problems, dude ...

oh well, one can live in hope

The biggest fear for any exiled Scot whose accent tends to adapt is the “Sheena Easton Effect” ... here she is having plastic bottles thrown at her on stage for daring to sound what can at best be called “transatlantic”.