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...and capri pants. No loincloth, no Tarzan.

I know? Why would you bother?

Ah? But do you like Oysters or Snails?

...you would go that often?

Only if he wears “the fabulous fabric from the Land of the Seven Rivers” (my favourite quote from that movie).

Oops! Was that the discreet splash of Ralph Lauren jumping ship too?

Am I alone in thinking she agreed to a relatively modest settlement?

They did, he’s buried round the corner from Marilyn Monroe. No idea what’s going on here.

I’m very confused. Isn’t he buried in a wall crypt just around the corner from Marilyn at Westwood memorial? Enough, just place them there.

Perhaps just an adolescent need for attention? It may be that simple.

Perhaps Lochte & Co. weren’t feeling the love? Fame whores will fame whore…

Very true; there is no heresy or iconoclasm left, only marketing and autotune.

Well this was always going to be limp, it’s from a time when rebellion took effort and cost the rebel. What can you do when freak is mainstream and perverse is just another off the peg style choice? All I can hear is the marketing. Bah Humbug!

Oddly, I don’t entirely believe the NFL and Pepsi.

I once turned the tables and immediately fell asleep; I was woken up so that he could express umbrage at my selfishness. So I never got to hear “Hey” I got to hear “HEY?!” I still laugh.

Oh we were all ungrayed once upon a time… When commenting was a “privilege”.

Isn’t “and then the joint was hit by a meteorite” the only just and decent ending to this story? Just a palimpsest of insanity no?

There was a time I, half jokingly (the joke was on me), used to tell people I was ten years older than I am and they’d always respond effusively about how incredible I looked. Then, eventually, they stopped saying anything but you know what? I stopped caring. Just as there comes a time when we have to create a sense…

Harris has had a very long fifteen minutes...