For my non-Murkin Readers, it’s pronounced “knee-high”. And speaking of getting your knees up:
...and if you don’t know who Liz Jones is, you’re so much the better for it.
As for the Usual Suspects:
Still on those assholes:
...hey, if it worked for their prophet… besides, you need to go younger and younger to get ’em while they’re still fresh — especially in Iran, it seems.
Let’s hear it from Global Warming Climate Cooling Change©:
...wait: you mean only allowing harvesting or plowing on Tuesdays and Thursdays could affect crop yields? Who knew?
And in parallel stupidity:
...let’s give this one a try. Born with a penis: man. If not, a woman. Then there’s always that XX/XY chromosome test thing, as a fallback.
Time for that EVERYBODY PANIC!!! thing:
...both come courtesy of the Daily Mail, of course.
In Election News:
And in Health News:
...and at the risk of sounding old-fashioned an’ stuff, this never used to happen when doctors kept actual paper files on their patients.
Time for a new department, Totalititarian Chronicles:
...getting a little ahead of ourselves, are we?
And in link-free
And returning to the “knees-up” theme from the top:
...of course she does, she’s Roller Girl:
And that’s it for the news.
HG needs a knee-lift, if there is such a thing, but aside from that, a genetic miracle.
Things Briddish having appeared so frequently of late on this page, I thought you might like to know that the Greatest Living Englishman loathes Trump, both Bushs and Nixon.
https://www.businessinsider.com/jeremy-clarkson-wants-donald-trump-on-the-grand-tour-2016-11
Jeremy Clarkson would love to have the president-elect on The Grand Tour, if only to stage Trump’s death.
Scots shouldn’t worry about ticks. They should take care of the infestation of idiots they have in their governmnent.