Okay, how long until a group of residents, sun-wizened and scabbier than a horny leper on a hot Monday, try to steal a water tanker from Scottsdale? I’m thinking a mad dash across the desert, Mad Max-stylee.
A Sky Like Honey
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There was no way all of the stadia construction - and associated infrastructure - could ever be carbon-neutral.
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*sips tea*
No, sorry, but no. In my family we agree amongst ourselves what we’re all bringing to Christmas dinner (I usually end up making the soups and prepping the roast potatoes whilst my sister brings the starters and the Yorkshire puddings and shut your filthy mouths, Yorkies have their place at Christmas and that is full…
I like to go with one my Grandmother taught me.
1. Naomi looks lovely.
You wash your mouth out with bleach (try not to swallow, dear, it does nothing for covid) for daring to impune that the ever-adorable Amy would want to stoop to something so...malignant.
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The soundtrack is absolutely outstanding in terms of 1990s electronic and techno music. I’d say it was the gateway drug that led me to loving Orbital, Underworld, BT and Kruder & Dorfmeister. Others - like The Prodigy and Stereo MCs - I already knew about from my much cooler-in-terms-of-musical-taste-only older sister.…
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The writers all seem like those insufferable twats who played that Dream Phone game as children. You know, the game with a lurid pink handset that didn’t tell you that the call was coming from inside the house or seem to think your name was Sydney?
Did this also include a wee peptalk on the dangers of labelling every single person in Britain a racist because we don’t like our Prime Minister (here’s a clue, Yanks: we don’t like Rish! Sunak because he’s brown, or because he’s a multi-millionaire married to a tax-dodging non-dom - we don’t like him because he’s a…
“A former Catholic priest who was caught having a threesome with two dominatrices on the altar of a Louisiana church pleaded guilty to felony obscenity on Monday.”
I don’t think the Yanks are ready for the character assassination of St Meghan of Wallis-Simpson just yet. Or maybe they are...
Wait until you have to endure that My Policeman film. I won’t spoil it, but you will ache for the moments when Mr Styles is not on-screen.
My darling, not win an award? Do the Razzies mean less to you than salad does to a mid-westerner? For shame!
I agree about pearls. Just like the Kardashians, they’ve been around the block more times than I care to think of. I’d rather wear diamonds or sapphires myself (purely because my peepers are blue). Now, if you’re a cheapo (like the cast of Interchangeable pop middens up there) you can get away with wearing crystal.…
My partner would like suggest this to “complement” Mr Bundchen’s (look, say what you want, no fucker outside of the rancid cesspit of the USA knows who the fuck Tom Brady is. My partner actually thought he was a meth-stoked ex-porn star, FFS) “fashion” sense...
Those pictures aren’t pretty, Dennis. Seriously, can’t you get an Instaprat to slut those pictures up and make the damned thing look edible?