How very DARE you!

And just in case all the seriousness is too much for you, ladies, remember we ALSO have boots to lose your head over! Like, literally!

New Yorkers adopt the same mild assholish pack mentality to this that they do when someone falls over on the sidewalk: nobody does a damn thing to offer a seat/move until ONE person does then every other fecker is making geting-up motions/rushing to offer aid like it was their wish all along.

I have seen a tartan hijab. It may have been a double hate crime, someone raging at Scotland’s rude treatment of Mr Trump on his recent gold course visit.

Yes, the were going to name her “HMS Crushed By The Ice” but thought that might be unlucky.

Let it become a glorious ruin. With the politicians inside.

I met a baggage handler once, who claimed he and his mates took some delight in beating the shit out of hard-shell cases that were ostentatiously rugged and (in his view) were a challenge. This is a sample of one, I should stress, and he may have been lying...

I am intrigued by modern fabrics and their ability to be washed frequently and still be a second skin. I was out and about in my favorite training bottoms, which to my eye were still holding out rather well after years of sweat and detergent, when I lady commented to her friend as I passed: “What infeasibly short legs…

Truly, a Bring on the Bear moment

Right? Way to render your interesting post totally redundant in the last second.

So THAT’S how the rich and famous spend their days ...hmm... I expected more excess and gilt.

I do worry about Chip. I fear he does not, deep down, relish the clown role, and will some day soon expire from leaping into a fast-flowing filthy creek or eat a fatally toxic cockroach as the producers clap their hands and shout “more!”

Make America Shrink and Stain Again

Thompson could not be reached for comment.

I bet she’s a right shit to Boots, too, when the mic is off.

Well, the last straw was dropped last month after family members found a crack pipe on the property, and it turned out Lamar hadn’t even called the show’s producers in time to film this new plot-line.

I won’t be happy until we all speak like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins.

It will assist some scores of hipster New Yorkers with upstate homes to be found under inexpertly felled trees some months down the line.

All your canines are belong to us.

Hey now ...