Let’s take care of some of that anxiety, then:
And one more, for luck:
Now get outta here, and find your own boobs to look at.
Category: Funny Stuff
Dangerous Consequences
I couldn’t help but compare the BritRoyals to the Democrats when I saw this article:
The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, both 40, and Prince George, eight, Princess Charlotte, seven, Prince Louis, four, and their black cocker spaniel Orla were seen leaving their Kensington residence on Monday evening.
The Queen’s antipathy towards helicopters is well known, because she views them as dangerous (e.g. Stevie Ray Vaughan). Not to be too ghoulish about it, but if that particular chopper went down, it would create an interesting situation vis-a-vis the Royal succession line because after Charles would come — yes — Prince Ginger and his son Archie.
Imagine the scenario where Duchess Meghan CaringSlut one day became Queen… and most likely, Queen Mother in the reign of King Archie. I would suggest that inheritance of title through birth suddenly looks a lot less appealing.
This is somewhat similar in outcome to the prospect of President Kamala SexToy for the Democrats.
Monday Funnies
But before you do:
And some Random Redheads to help you get on your way, or whatever:
Intended Result
This little thread is actually one of the sadder things I’ve read recently.
It all started here, with a tweet from Dr. Danna Young basically smearing white middle school boys claiming if they’re not ‘pulled out’ they end up in the alt-right pipeline.
The response is pointed, heartfelt and probably fills the heart of every modern feminazi educator with joy because it signifies for them, Mission Accomplished.
And we wonder why the Armed Forces are having trouble recruiting the proper young men…
Wedding Party
One of Rupert Murdoch’s grandspawn got married over the weekend. Normally, of course, I would ignore nonsense like this, but I had to share the fun with My Loyal Readers.
First, there was the fact that the day before the wedding, ol’ Rupert told wife Jerry Hall (the ex-Mrs. Mick Jagger) that he was dumping her — told her this by email. Pretty classless, but more or less standard behavior of the man christened the “Dirty Digger” by various press outlets.
Second, there was the bridal party, and I’ll leave it to you to find the flyshit in the sugar bowl:
And lastly, there was the bridal couple:
Here’s a full frontal of Rupert’s granddaughter:
Black and white, in color. The tattoos don’t even match the dress pattern…
It all just shows, as if we ever needed a reminder, that money doesn’t buy class.
Monday Funnies
Okay, so today is a holiday (for a change) so I’ll skip the Sturm und Drang, and dive straight in. But I have to warn y’all: I’m in a 1776-kinda mood today, even more so than usual.
…which all kinda ties in nicely for today’s holiday now, doesn’t it?