From Reader Adam H. comes this request:
“Some time ago you put up some pics of the fantastic Wiesmann Roadster. Do you have any more?”
From my private collection:
Yer welcome.
Month: March 2025
Speaking Of Showing Your Ass
Here’s the warning:
I think The Bee is referring to this photo:
So don’t go messing with it, you hear?
Caption Competition #383
Your suggestions on Comments.
Quote Of The Day
From La Bella d’Italia, responding to requests from France and UK to send troops to Ukraine:
“You can go — not with my soldiers.”
Could I love Giorgia Meloni any more?
Perennial Speedbump
Oh FFS… how many more times am I to be subjected to this linguistic atrocity?
“I was sat with Maura Higgins and Danny Jones at the star-studded BRITs Afterparty…”
No; you were seated OR you were sitting next to these people.
Of course, this comes from the Daily Mail, so expectations are low. Even so…
“I Thought This Country Spawned The Fucking Language, And So Far Nobody Seems To Speak It.”
Truer words were never spoken.
Mugshots
Came across this rogues’ gallery of all the villains leaders of the EU (click to embiggen):
Of course, I only recognized a few of them, EUPres Ursula van der Leyen over on the right, the dwarf Zelensky in the middle (but unless things have changed, Ukraine isn’t a member so WTF?) but anyway…
Then on the left of the pic are our two heroes: my girl Giorgia Meloni from la bella Italia, and Viktor Orban of Hungary:
Giorgia, as always, looks lovely and stylish because Italian duh, and ol’ Viktor looks like he bench-presses an 18-wheeler every day before his breakfast of rusty nails ‘n blood — a manly man, especially when compared to his chinless counterparts among the rest.
Take out those two (and throw in that filthy Commie Keir Starmer from the UK), and you could pretty much just machine-gun the rest. The world, and certainly Europe, would be a much better place for people to be.
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