Category: Funny Stuff
Sardines? Not Quite
OMG the Brits are SO lawless, flocking en masse to beaches at the first warm day in ages and overcrowding the place:
Well, I guess it depends on your camera placement, doesn’t it? Here’s the same beach:
Not really that crowded, is it?
Anyway, I don’t care. I don’t do beaches because it’s hot and you get sand in your thingy. Give me a decent bit of lawn any day:
Actually, I hate being in the sun, period, and as for sunbathing… don’t get me started.
I try to learn from the mistakes of others. Besides, you never know what you’ll see in the sun (note the attribution, bottom left):
Ugh, no. I prefer to avoid sunburn (and unfortunate sightings) in the traditional manner:
Indoors, pint, fish & chips, friends (note: that’s The Englishman’s hand, no doubt poised to steal a chip from me).
That is heaven, not sweltering in the sun on some manky beach with sand in bad places.
Good Question
Monday Funnies
Okay, as we begin to emerge from the Chinkvirus lockdown, our eyes blinking sleepily like those of animals waking up from hibernation as they poke their heads cautiously out of their holes, let’s just throw a few last coronavirus things out there:
And in that vein, a little more of the same, only more contemporary:
Ready to face the world, yet?
Life, Art, Imitation Thereof
One of my favorite-ever literary passages is in Joseph Heller’s Catch-22, when Yossarian walks into a bedroom to discover that his lunatic navigator Aarfy has just murdered a prostitute by throwing her out the window. While he’s remonstrating with Aarfy, the military police burst into the room — and arrest Yossarian for being AWOL.
Thus, this:
Teenage girls who were raped while out for a walk during Russia’s lockdown are threatened with FINES for breaking coronavirus restrictions
I know that this was in Russia, where strange shit happens every day; but I would suggest that the bureaucratic mindset behind this kind of thing is universal.
Slogans
BritPM Winston Churchill Boris Johnson has decided to take stern measures in Britishland’s struggle against the Nazis the Chinkvirus by issuing… SLOGANS!
…which when translated, comes out to mean this:
I think we Murkins should use the same awful weapon, only directed at our wonderful government:
Or else, if the Gummint doesn’t get the message, a public service message to Red America:
Just kidding, of course. I would never use so terrible a weapon as a slogan billboard against our beloved Gummint.