This post is of course scheduled, so I can’t tell you (yet) how it went yesterday, nor what the future may sound like.
But two days ago the idea of this blogger plodding out into today’s Halloween half-light, pale and blinking, with a monstrous ear (it’s been sawn off and sewn back on – apparently this is how everything is done, post-Taliban – and will take a while to recover), a scary head bandage, and so forth, seemed quite funny, mainly to those who still write to him in caps.
Version 2 has the blogger, bandage streaming in his wake, chasing down the High Street after the dog which has stolen his ear.
It is said that worse things happen at sea.
- Oriol Pujol imputed in the vehicle inspection case because of fucked translation?
Couldn’t happen to a nicer guy. (BTW: I never got round to plotting “anonymous” donations to political parties against their share
- Changing schools
I’m just trying to work out what will now happen to the hypothetical French girl whose parents tattoo “Dubya is Love”
- Lunch vs nipples
I’ve signed up for a gym because in all honesty, despite walking more, I’ve become rather chubby. Of course it was
- David Icke-like view of the relationship between pigeons and statues
Statues are designed to be bird-friendly on the orders of a mysterious avian deity, which may have held sway over Luis
- Bush is worse than …
‘“Bush is worse than Stalin” -Hitler’ gets 30 ghits while ‘“Bush is worse than Hitler” -Stalin’ gets 822. Is this because