It's a telescope with a mouse in it.

The scene with Rik and the tampon still makes me laugh so much I end up gasping for breath.

I grok everything you've said.

"I believe he is mine. We are all thrilled to welcome him to this cold, cruel world. We are all thrilled that he is here and healthy."

I thought so too. Not only does she have to deal with the fact that she was gang raped, but also the fact it was orchestrated by the man who was supposed to care about her. The sense of betrayal must be huge and god knows how long it would take her to recover from this if ever. So I will relish the narcissistic…

I've just watched the film with one of my cat overlords (under whom I'm pinned), and he thinks that whilst full of admiration for the kitty's fabulous parkour skills, kitty needs to chill a bit. How's he supposed to get his required 16 hours a day sleep if he behaves like that all the time. Now if someone is going…

Am laid pinned under 2 of my 3 cat masters who watched the video with great interest and wish to indicate their approval of this cat servant from the British Divisions.

All my friends are geeks/nerds and larpers who are on the alt/goth/punk scene. So they may not be the boys you're looking for. ;) Also anyone who writes poetry does it in secret and doesn't inflict it on others, which is just evil incarnate.

Well it just wouldn't be cricket otherwise.

I'm British and when I saw this story and his picture my fist began itching with the urge to repeatedly punch him in the face. Strangely he has had this effect on everyone on my FB feed where we voted him 'Hipster Tool of the Week.'. So I think your chances of finding him unpunched by the time you fly to Blighty are…

That poor woman. She had to find out she was raped from a video and then has to deal with the betrayal of her boyfriend directing the video and watching that violation on top of that. This was someone who was supposed to care for her and he not only allowed but encouraged her rape. I hope she makes a recovery from…

A good friend of mine is trying the hell that is on line dating. I've seen the messages she gets and I've never seen nastier bunch of sexist, abusive vitriol in my life, and this is even before she says no to the date. I'm trying to persuade her to come to the pub with me to introduce her to some of my male mates as…

In my head he sounded like Hannibal Lecter (Hopkins version). At the end of the second e mail I was screaming in my head 'run Carol, run'. *shudder*

If she's corrupting young women to lesbianism, I wonder how many toasters she has now?

Oh dear, he's definitely clutching at straws on the victim blaming front. When your defence sounds like a bad Tarantino movie I think its fair to say that you're guilty as sin.

Boom!! That was Classical Shade with a capital S, expertly done by a classy lady.

He could take someone's eye out with that beast. Bloody hellfire.

With good reason. Wowzer.

I read it and now hate you with fiery passion of a thousand suns.

Oh there was from.what I read, she came from an aristocratic family herself and had a trust fund. The wine cellar was a final 'fuck you:.to him as she felt he loved it more than her. A loud Huzzah to the lady.