I didn’t get her issues with the ‘fro either. It’s a fact that Bob Ross had an afro, in fact, it’s probably the first thing people will say about him (apart from “Titanium white!”) and if you’re playing a character on Snatch Game, it’s a given you need to help the audience (and Ru) go “oh, you’re X celebrity”. …

Yvie was spectacular in many ways. She brought some gorgeous, weird, even creepy visuals and aesthetics to drag that we’ve not seen on the show since Sharon Needles. Sasha will forever be my favourite queen after Bianca Del Rio (I always remember Mr Biblioteca shouting at the television “Look, it’s you, but less…

Utica is this years LaGanja. There, I said it. Live with it. She was fun for a few minutes and now I just want to see her booted off. You’re boring, dear, boring!

You know that fucking bunch of fading hipsters over at Tasty/Buzzfeed are probably going to do one of their shitty “make it fancy!” videos or do one of those “overhead-shot-ten-minute-videos”.  They’ll probably add cheese, too.

Probably the date I went on with Mr Biblioteca that made me think “Fuck yes, this guy’s for real”. He’d warned me that he was into urban archaeology and told me to wear boots and warm clothes for an “expedition” with him and two of his mates. I turned up at Kelvinbridge subway station, went upstairs and there he was.…

Well, I personally loved it. I love that they didn’t answer every question every nerd out there has and didn’t do the fan-service that so many were asking. But I fucking loved the Bettany-on-Bettany scenes in the library and I fucking loved that they used the Ship of Theseus to explain what Vision/White Vision are…

You forgot her taking apart 5 Minute Crafts for their “how to get white strawberries!” which features a strawberry soaked in fucking bleach.

You’re a brave wee wombat. I will say this: one hundred layer lasagne. It is as fucking grotesque as it sounds. And the result? Dry as a Republican’s sheets after an wet dream.

You’d be surprised.  I worked with a guy who loved nothing more than a freshly baked potato, its innards mashed up and mixed with herbs and a bit of black pepper.

Come to think of it, one of my old colleagues has a house that appears to have a secret cellar, a secret passageway and a set of secret room, all under his kitchen floorboards. The truth? His home was converted from an old shop in Glasgow’s Maryhill district (yes, I know that sounds lovely and whimsical - Maryhill.…

You know, it reminds me of a house my boyfriend’s brother bought back in 2015. Gorgeous, gorgeous place (they used his street to film some of the Boston scenes from that PMS-laden Outlander shite on) and one day, his wife became concerned that there was a...chunk...missing from their home. As in “the living room is…

Oh yes.  Japanese pizza is truly...memorable.  Not as fucking grotesque as Korean pizza but it sure is fucking memorably awful.

The worst?  Haggis and egg.  There is no other contender.  

I’m serious, by the way. No, not about Jesus. He’s dead. But a baked potato with the skin on is something like 94 calories. And it’s filling and cheap and you get to sit there, smug as you want to be and be healthy. Just don’t go overboard with the cheese. I know that’s the go-to to add flavour but this isn’t Buzzfeed…

*sighs*

Wandavision finale was just brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. I’m glad they didn’t go down the “answer all the questions” crap but, holy fuck it was good.  Spoilers shall not pass my lips!

Flog those empties.  No doubt some basic dickweed in Lockjaw Tennessee fills them up with tea, pops ‘em on a shelf and pretends he’s got money.  Fools are easily parted with two things:  their heterosexuality and their money, especially when drinks involved.

I watched an American cousin of mine get pissy when we visited Asda (a British supermarket chain. Formerly owned by those Walmart cunts) and he couldn’t get his “chips” in his desired flavour. So we bought multipacks from different brands to see what he liked.

Walk away, wee man.  Walk away and go back to your bottomless mimosas and your LaCroix.  If you don’t understand the whisky/whiskey argument, then just walk away.

I’M BRITISH AND WE ORIGINATED THE LANGUAGE. AGEING IS CORRECT.  DO NOT MAKE THE WHISKY MISTAKE AGAIN!