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Someone reanimated, Ann?!

I thank you for the precious brotherly bond we have forged in just this too short time, Comment Brother. I have never felt nowt like it and am moist.

I’m a UK-ist and it’s been in common use over here for a long time. And, yes, your friend Diosabella has it right, at least in the way it’s used in my experience.

Fucking fair play Wayner!

Oi! American soccer journalists. Do something on Leeds United for fucks sake. We’re nuts! Seriously! Nuts! Fifty million stories all happening at once very loudly and in a strange way... and now we have a mad Argentinian genius (El Loco!) manager and will win the world cup before the decade is out.

And that is why he will never willingly or quietly leave office.

Don does not “like and enjoy politics”.

Monty Python’s Timmy Williams! (But without the manic on switch...)

Trump is a gift that keeps on giving. He is bad in almost every possible way. Usually you have to choose: is Bad Political Person stupid or bad?

I’m going with the Sarah Kendzior theory that this sort of stuff:

Fuckless kents as well.

Could I just pop in to say that Tucker Carlson is almost a poisonous boil on humanity’s arse. In fact he dreams of having the charm and charisma of a poisonous boil on humanity’s arse.

Does “go hard in either direction” indicate a previously unrevealed willingness to bomb the shit out of South Korea?

He needs a marmot up his willy!

Trump won the ski jumping. Don Jr came second. Ivanka designed the Olympic rings.

An honourable mention in this category to must go to Burt Lancaster as Durnford in (the generally pretty bloody awful all round) Zulu Dawn. Oof!

You may enjoy this hard-hitting documentary from the Britain of the Past.

You’ll be pleased to hear then:

Jesus.