Mel Gibson has decided to make a movie version of the legendary sacking of London by Essex Girl. He is apparently hoping to film most of it on Friday night, before the Vomit Comet heads out east once more. Tennyson sets the scene quite admirably:

There they drank in cups of emerald, there at tables of ebony lay,
Rolling on their purple couches in their tender effeminacy.
There they dwelt and there they rioted.

Florence King once wrote that she bought her “white cotton unmentionables at Boadicea’s Retreat, not Victoria’s Secret.” I’m only going to see the film if a role is arranged for her.

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