Category: Bad News

Horrible, unpleasant stuff

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And you’re going to need a drink after today’s Roundup…


…waaayyy ahead of you.  See next item.


…JUST in time for the mid-term elections and mail-in votes.  Fuck you, fuck your masks, fuck your “social distancing”, and fuck your lockdowns.


…shouldn’t be in ANY legislation, ever.


…and that’s PRESIDENT Ron DeSantis, to you.


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…and I can’t wait to see the news videos of Girlyman Trudeau running to board his escape plane to Venezuela.  Otherwise:  so long, Canuckistan;  it was nice to know ya.


…ummm have you heard of this “NATO” thing?


…leading to, one hopes, a consumer blacklist of Verizon.


…I WANT THIS JOB.


…headline duly edited for this Roundup, because if you’re going to mention the race of the victim, it’s only fair to mention the race of the criminals, right?  RIGHT?


…only in the fashion industry could winter clothing be considered for summer wear.

And in no-link INSIGNIFICA:

   

…and here’s why no links in INSIGNIFICA:


…seeing as the Britcops have ended all OTHER crime in the country, let’s make up some new crimes.

Finally (to help erase the Gemma Collins pic):

Legs, hey?  Didn’t know she had ’em, never got that far down.

And that, I’m sure, classifies as news.

Grim Enjoyment

Bad News, Economics

We all know that the economy sucks — well, all except the White House and other socialists:

The United States economy contracted in the second quarter of 2022, marking the second consecutive quarter registering no growth. Economists expected the economy to grow by 0.3 percent, but the GDP shrank by 0.9 percent in the second quarter.

It is commonly considered a recession after two straight quarters of negative growth, although the Biden administration is now in the business of challenging the definition.

White House press secretary Karine Jean-Pierre, for example, overtly denied that definition, as did White House economic adviser Brian Deese.

Of course they would.

One just wonders how they’re going to spin the Chip Diller routine when consecutive quarters #3, #4, #5 and #6 all show negative growth.

Useless socialist bastards.

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And as always, the news is kinda shitty…


…yeah, like that’s going to put the fatties off their Big Macs.


…from Turban Durbin, the moron who thought Al-Qaeda was just a social club.


…yeah, this endless rodentophobia has to come to an end — it’s more urgent than the climate “emergency”.


…and you’re not full of shit;  you’re excrementally crammed, you Commie bitch.


…key words:  Spanish pilot.


…hands up all those who think that Bidenson is actually going to go to jail for this… none of you, huh?  Me neither.


…nom nom nom BBQ !  (translated from the original Bear).


…Britain without fish ‘n chips would be like… New Jersey.  One day you’ll only be able to get a decent fish ‘n chips in Spain or Portugal.


…silly me, and I thought it would be Russia or China.


…what with senile dementia, I’ve quite forgotten who gets tied up first.


…if by that you mean “incredibly emaciated”, then yes. (no link, on humanitarian grounds)

And in (link-free) INSIGNIFICA:

     

…as once again, we play the “Guess The Race” game amongst the participants.


…as the sage said:  “No matter how beautiful she is, there’s always at least one guy who’s sick of all her bullshit.”  In Ulrika’s case, that would be at least four guys (ex-husbands/childspawners).

Anyway, here are some pics if, like me, you had no idea who this Emily chick is:

Just tragic.  Guy probably probably cheated on her with a chick who knows how to cook pasta.

No Wonder They Lost The War(s)

Bad News, Drive Time

My plan this afternoon was to go and set up a new bank account to handle the dollars that my Kind Readers are going to support me with, and buy a few groceries from the Kroger across from there.

“Hello, Tiggy,” says I to the VW.  “Ready to go on a little trip?”
“Sorta.”  Some miles go by.  “Nope, sorry, let me show you my check engine light, and if that’s not enough, I’ll throw in a little juddering and unresponsive throttle.”

125,000 lousy miles, lovingly looked after, and it does this to me.  (see title)

I just made it to Mike The Mechanic (actually Chris, but that lacks the alliterative impact) who, when I described the symptoms, gave a merry laugh and called his wife to book that trip to the Bahamas.

Even better, I’ll only get it back next week, as they’re as busy as Hunter Biden in a whorehouse with a wallet full of taxpayer money.

Which means that for the foreseeable I get to chug around in Sputum:

Not that I mind, though, although it does mean that I will have to ferry New Wife to and from The Job.  Or just stay at home, drink gin and growl at my screen.

Wait:  what was the first option again?

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Welcome to a new department:  Royal Assholes:

 

And on with the real news:


...yeah, let us know how that works out.


…[snicker] Sarah’s being snarky, Sarah is.


…key word:  Iran.  Y’all thought it was Chicago, din’tcha?


…every person involved in this horrorshow should be subject to a daily scourging until all the jobs come back to the U.S.


…somehow, I don’t think that Guns!Guns!Guns! sells a decent pastrami sandwich, but then again I’ve never been to Uvalde.


…not that anyone watches ChickSoc anyway.


…and she should know, by golly.


…but catches herself just in time.

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…I report, you decide.

Finally:


…I don’t know who the alleged “TV star” is, but she must have brought quite a lot to the party, because here’s his missus:

And some solo shots:

Nobody named Hunter Biden was harmed in the compilation of this news, unfortunately.