Today is Official Brexit Day, in which the Stout Bulldogs tell the Foul Euros to go fuck themselves. And from the Queen of Satire comes this:
Priceless.
Today is Official Brexit Day, in which the Stout Bulldogs tell the Foul Euros to go fuck themselves. And from the Queen of Satire comes this:
Priceless.
Have I ever mentioned just how much I appreciate Insty’s dry sense of humor?
Coffee spit.
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Is there anything this woman can’t do?
Carol Vorderman makes her debut as a WEATHER GIRL as she presents the forecast in a figure-hugging dress… and recites it totally in WELSH
And of course, this being Carol, speaking Welsh was not the most outstanding aspect of this event:
Majestic clouds, those.
“It is called a manicure after all!”
Actually, “manicure” has nothing to do with men. It derives from the Latin word manus (hand). But if only ignorance were the biggest of my complaints.
Great Jupiter’s Ravished Anus.
“I like having a new way to express myself,” Cusick tells The Post. “My wife gets her nails done regularly, and after I started painting my nails at home, she suggested I come along with her. I see celebrities doing it all the time.”
Cusick opted for black nails with a skull design that he found on Instagram under the hashtag #guynails, which has more than 1,400 posts. Next month, he plans to go back to get “something book-themed” for a publishing party.
“I’m already a bit obsessed,” Cusick says. “I’ve always been comfortable with fashion that’s not stereotypically masculine. This just feels like a natural extension of that.”
I feel queasy just having read the article.