Submitted for your enjoyment.
Beef Stew
Foreskin Ignorance is no laughing matter.
For the Sophisticated Bastard
I had never seen a single episode of this show, and didn’t know much about it when some friends dragged me to the first movie.
It was glorious, I was crying within ten minutes, and felt like I got a workout from laughing so hard.
Just Think of Our *Cough* Reputation
Lest anyone lament that we’re losing our perch as the – I don’t know, Vienna of the South – Nashville city leaders are suddenly concerned about the bachelorette parties and pedal wagons.
I’ll let you know when our understated dignity is restore—
Dammit.
Thursday Thermals
Enjoy!
Give the Wookiee a Medal
Space Cancel Culture is coming for George Lucas.
Exit Interview
And not even the first time!
(apologies for screen orientation set to swashbuckling)
It’s been great having you, Conrad.
Ha Ha Ha… Nope.
I still need to finish Queen’s Gambit, but after this trailer I’m thinking of cancelling Netflix.
Is That Love?
Squeeze plays the Ryman this summer. A certain bastard listened to Singles a billionty-twelve times in college, and probably should learn more of their back catalog before he attends.
Thank you Peel 1977 and Peel 1978.
Weiner’s Circle
When worlds collide: Kenneth, Triumph, meat purveyors.