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Category: Friday Feature
3 Worst Questions
Okay, here’s a participation game which is prompted by this little snippet (no link because reasons):
So, Gentle Readers: what are the three ugliest, rudest, most impertinent and foul questions you could ask of His Royal Gingerness?
Yeah, I know, nobody gives a shit about this emasculated little Brit woketwerp or his horrible Hollywood slutwife. Have some fun. Winner gets a prize TBD.
Caption Competition #313
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Caption Competition: New Year’s Day 2024 Special
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Caption Competition #312
And just in time for New Year’s Eve…
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3 Worst Women
Here are the three worst kinds of women to be romantically involved with, in no specific order:
- College professors. They are used to being treated like gods in the classroom, and they expect you to do the same. Or they’re fucking headcases who teach one of the “___ Studies” courses.
- HR career women. Fortunately, these things are generally unspeakably ugly and your chances of getting involved with one of them are slim, unless you’re a masochist in which case you deserve everything you get.
- Comedians (we used to call them “comediennes”, but now that’s apparently taboo). If you want every detail — emotional, sexual, whatever — of your private life to become just another part of her act, date one of these grunts*.
*except for Irish comedienne Aisling Bea, who is totally hot and could say anything about me she wanted, as long as I could do unspeakable things to her young Irish body when she’s not on stage.
Phwoarrrrr…