We’ve all seen Paige Sprinac on these pages before, but here’s someone to give her a little run for her money: Bri Teresi.
First, some “action” shots:
And then some from off the course, so to speak:
Hole in one.
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The Elephant In The Room
Folks, it’s time to approach this topic head-on.
I refer here to the issues that several Readers have had with the Comments on this website — i.e. email addresses blocked, unable to re-register, etc. all with the end result that you are unable to post comments.
The problem appears to be with WordPress (hic delenda est), and neither I nor Tech Support II have been able to fix it.
I can only surmise that this is being caused by the old version of WordPress that I currently have installed, but I have to confess that I’m really nervous about upgrading because the last time I did so, all sorts of things changed and it took me about a week to fix it all up.
Nevertheless, I’m going to do the upgrade sometime over the next weekend in the hope that this will fix Comments, but I’m not too sanguine that it will. If everything gets fucked up as a result, please be patient with me.
In the meantime, if you absolutely want your comment published but your access has been nuked, please email it to me and I’ll pop it under the relevant post. Just put in the Subject line: Comment for post [title] and I’ll get to it as soon as I can.
I really miss my old website, but that software was compiled from scratch and maintained by Connie, and there’s absolutely no chance that it can ever be resurrected, more’s the pity.
Anyway… wish me luck.
FIFO
I meant to comment on this little (non-)development earlier, but I forgot:
Becky Noble brought you the story in April about a proposed massive 400-plus acre development called “EPIC City” in East Plano, Texas, which some critics contend would be an exclusive Muslim-only community and would be governed by Sharia Law. (The backers deny these claims, but their promotional materials leave many questions about their true intent.)
EPIC stands for East Plano Islamic Center.
Lone Star state Gov. Greg Abbott said it’s not happening, at least not for the time being:
Texas has halted any construction of EPIC City.
There is no construction taking place.
The state of Texas has launched about a half dozen investigations into this project. That includes criminal investigations.
And, the US Department of justice is also investigating.
This matter, and similar matters, are taken very seriously, and actions are being taken to address all concerns.
Fuck me, even our crappy Senator John Cornyn is alarmed:
A master-planned “community of thousands of Muslims” could violate the constitutional rights of Jewish and Christian Texans, by preventing them from living in this new community and discriminating against them within the community. I further encourage the Department to investigate whether Christians, Jews, and other non-Muslim minorities would receive equal protection under the law in this new community. Religious discrimination, whether explicit or implicit, is unconstitutional under the First and Fourteenth Amendments. Religious freedom is a cornerstone of our nation’s values, and I am concerned this community potentially undermines this vital protection.
Everyone seems to be pussyfooting around this issue, using Constitutional concerns — which is fine and dandy — but it avoids the main issue, which is this:
Every time, every single time anywhere in the world that Muslims become a significant minority, bad things follow.
It has happened (and continues to happen) all over Africa, and the same is true in every Western nation where the local governments have allowed these fanatical bastards to set up shop. Mosques, “cultural” centers (like their pathetic medieval culture is worth promoting) and attempts to incorporate shari’a law into national law are all, simply put, a cancer on free societies.
Allowing these Muslims to create a Muslim-only enclave in Texas will do no good at all for the state of Texas. In fact, let me be even more blunt: if these assholes want to live in an area where Islam is predominant, they should feel free to do so in places like Pakistan, Libya, Egypt, Saudi Arabia and Iran; not in the U.S., and definitely not in Texas.
And by the way: I think it’s time we looked at the First Amendment and inserted a little asterisk that says “Except for Islam”, because their malignant little death cult has no place in our free society.
Enough is enough.
Hot Stuff
No, not some totty flashing her whatsits. Apparently, Dave’s has come to London:
Famously, Dave’s offers a notoriously spicy ‘Reaper’ burger, covered in red-hot batter, said to reduce even the most hardened of chilli lovers to tears. Although the batter recipe is a closely-guarded secret, the key ingredient is powdered Carolina Reaper, the second-hottest chilli pepper in the world. Carolina Reaper registers a whopping 1.6 million on the Scoville scale, the internationally-accepted system used to measure the heat of chillis.
So it’s little surprise that customers can only order the Reaper if they are 18 or over and sign a legal waiver. According to the waiver, Reaper can cause ‘sweating, indigestion, shortness of breath, allergic reactions, vomiting and diarrhoea’, but in extreme cases, it can even lead to ‘chest pain, heart palpitations, heart attack and stroke’.
…with dolorous outcomes, because that’s what intrepid reporters do — stupid stuff:
For the first seven seconds after taking a big bite, it feels like the hype around the Reaper has been exaggerated – but the intense burn suddenly takes off like a bullet. As Johnny Cash’s ‘Ring of Fire’ starts playing on the loudspeakers, the heat-sensitive pain receptors in my mouth are triggered – and I soon turn into a total, sticky mess. Sweat flows from every pore of my face and snot dribbles from my nose, and I can’t wipe the tears from my eyes because I don’t want to touch them with my messy gloved hands. Struggling somewhat with my coordination, I slosh milkshake over my trousers and the floor. Reaper is ludicrously, idiotically hot.
The only idiot is you, dummy.
Let it be known that I’m not afraid of stuff like Madras curry, for example. I remember going to a restaurant in Bangalore, and ordering a Madras chicken dish.
The waiter looked at me a little dubiously. “You know the Madras is very spicy”, he murmured to me. (“Spicy” being how Indians describe something that’s going to set fire to your mouth.)
“Nah, I’m from South Africa,” I said to him. “I grew up eating hot curry ” (Which is true.)
And yes it was quite hot, but also very savory. I could have eaten two dishes of it. (Madras is actually classed as a “medium” hot curry.) I have no problem with Vindaloo — the next level up, and you have to hold me back when it comes to Lamb Vindaloo — but I draw the line very firmly at that point, because after Vindaloo, bad things start happening to you.
And for the record: Vindaloo curry measures about 15,000 to 20,000 Scoville units.
So 1.6 million Scovilles? You must be kidding.
And I’m calling bullshit on this whole “hot pepper” nonsense. It’s not manly or macho or any of that crap when it comes to handling peppery heat. 25,000 Scovilles is like rubbing Deep Heating cream on your skin; 1.6 million is pouring gasoline on yourself and setting it on fire. And I’m not really exaggerating, either.
Guys who brag about how much heat they can handle are vainglorious idiots, and quite frankly, they deserve every perforation they get in their stomachs or intestines.
As our flipping idiot brave reporter Jonathan Chadwick describes it:
Reaper is a 24-hour experiment on your body. As it travels, it inflicts different types of pain – burning numbness in the mouth, aching stomach, and, perhaps worst of all, the morning-after sensation of a red hot poker in the worst place imaginable.
A doctor buddy of mine back in Johannesburg told me once of a patient who actually had small lesions and blisters on their anus following a drunken night out feasting on super-hot food. The patient was female.
But hey: be my guest, but please don’t come to me for help because I’m just going to laugh at you.
News Roundup
And speaking of (drama) queens:
...it’s just too bad we can’t stop them from ever returning.
And in Global Cooling Climate Warming Change© news:
...wait; you mean solaaar and winnnnd don’t work?
And in The Great Cultural Assimilation Project©:
...give ’em a fair trial, then hang ’em.
...so much for that “sanctuary” thing, then.
...make that 239 per hour and we can start flinging compliments.
...take as many as you need, guys. We’ve still got about ten million to go.
...that’s all right; if all goes according to DOGE’s plan, there’ll be a whole lot fewer bureaucrats to patronize them anyway.
…
...STFU you terrorsymp Commie asshole.
And in Trumpland:
...good. Now go after the asshole cop who shot her.
#PourEncouragerLesAutres
Now to clear our palate with some paltry 
And while jogging down 
:
Countdown beauty Rachel Riley wows in low-cut sequin dress
...ooooh my favorite Tribe Babe.
Then a couple shots taken while she was doing the baby-raising thing:
And in her normal hottieness:
Say goodbye to Rachel, then:
And that’s it for the news.
