I’d get rid of that picture of Uncle Password...... and Aunt Fuckyou1.

As somebody recently noted, the people who will run the world in thirty years are currently largely being home-schooled by alcoholic religious maniacs....

Aha, Russian hacker motherfuckers! You’ll never crack my password, the incredibly devious 123457....

I’m just surprised, and quite pleased, that there’s a company called Godzilla Foods.

Oh come on!! Which one of us can honestly say that at least once a week we accidentally soak ourself in our own piss, strip off and then have an uncontrollable urge for a chicken sandwich! You look at a queue at a Popeye’s drive-in and I’ll guarantee at least 40% are naked from the waist down, sloshing about in urine…

Urine, Biology, Anatomy and Cock Ring are my lawyers....

Haven’t even read the story yet but this is probably my favourite headline of the year....

Lovely handwriting. Don’t see a nice flowing hand like that very often these days. I blame those new-fangled computers....

You mean this one?

‘...a viewing of the original Black Christmas.’  The ‘74 Bob Clark original, and not either of the two execrable remakes?

Decades ago, when Entertainment Weekly was a magazine and not a pamphlet, they had an article where an ER doctor watched the original Home Alone and basically assessed the injuries suffered by the robbers. Not in monetary terms but the human cost, the immediate triage needed, how long in hospital, the life-changing…

I thought the airline doing this would be Frying Pan-Am.......

‘a signature cocktail sauce that, per the steakhouse’s website, has “brought tears to the eyes of even the heartiest of eaters.”)‘. Oh, that much horseradish....

Bet it still can’t deal with unopened pistachios....

The one ‘celebrity’ I want to see on Cameo. I would pay seriously good money for a strange, oblique, mordant birthday message from Herzog for a couple of my friends.  

The one ‘celebrity’ I want to see on Cameo. I would pay seriously good money for a strange, oblique, mordant birthday message from Herzog for a couple of my friends.  

My befuddled brain seems to remember that Pepsi (possibly) did an update on the ‘record on the box’ promotion by having essentially a CD single on the can. It was a 3 inch disc, remember those, which was under a layer of clear film, and you peeled both off the can and placed it in a CD adapter to play. They never…

‘Higher alcohol = long-term preservation.’ I’m gonna live forever!!

My Uncle Brian always used to invite us young children to play a few rounds of Pull My Pickle when he came round for Christmas.

Given that all the fast-food chains are flogging associated merch now, McDs really should market condoms with a McRibbed version.