*files claws*

Fried chicken thighs are utterly fucking delectable.  They get a double-paws-up from the cat.

Face?  Meet palm.  I’ll introduce you two at high velocity, ‘kay?

*severely stern kitteny look*

*fetches bazooka*  Swear to god, those things give me the heebies worse than Melania Trump’s “modelling” pictures...

Ah, the nuked ready meal...

Get an electric kettle.  *stern kitteny look*

Yup, the sort of guy that any self-respecting poof like yours truly knows never to leave his female cohort alone with.  Fucking cretins, the pair of them.

This’ll be my last reply to this thread (I promise!). It’s not an urban legend, but it is a legend of telly, often shown at Hogmanay and is still a popular play to this day. It’s the legendary The Steamie. Now, what is it about? Well, it tells the story of four women - Dolly, Doreen, Mrs Culfeathers and, my favourite,…

So that’s what Donald Trump’s shits look like. 

This next one is lengthy. And it’ll give you an insight into the horrors of Victorian/Edwardian Glasgow, something that lasted all the way to the end of the second world war. And it’s the subject of an urban myth: that in the last days before the Second World War, families in parts of Glasgow had much better housing…

Well, they cast Naomi Harris as Moneypenny - and that was inspired, not to mention playing on the Naval background that Moneypenny always had.  We can expect the Gammon Wankers to go nuts on Twitter about this...

I blame the Kardashian tarts. They must be destroyed with fire. With fire, I tell you...

Oh that.  A woman at my work rocked up the other day wearing that thing.  It’s even more hideous in real life and I don’t think she was expecting the “When are you due?” snark from one of the office bitches.  It’s utterly, utterly vile.

He’s Daily Mail frau-friendly and should be destroyed with FIRE.

This is an arty-one. And it’s a bit fitting, given this story’s going up on Jezebel.

John Travolta’s codpiece in Battlefield Earth. *shudder*

That bearded cumstain looks an awful lot like Jack Dorsey.  Ugh.

Time for something a wee bit more architectural. Hands up if you’ve ever heard of Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum? No? Didn’t think so. Well, Kelvingrove is one of Scotland’s best-loved museums (and mine too). And it unsurprisingly has it’s own urban legend.

She’s right - the apology isn’t enough.  It’s bad enough that American Airlines still thinks of itself as a full-service carrier (cute) but this was iffy from the outset.