See the capitalist. See the capitalist eat. See the capitalist oppress the worker.
I like donuts as much as the next guy, but there are limits.
Play it where it lies...
Wish I'd thought of this: "Mom Reminds Son To Take Out Trash By Mailing It To Him".
The big, untold story of 1959: the search for the perfect pickled onion.
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British pride in anything, even pickled onions, would be a welcome change these days.
See the capitalists now having breakfast in Moscow.
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Donut heresy, and
regarding the alligator: uh uh. Take the penalty.
Rebecca: Yeah, that's a mulligan if I ever saw one!
This piece is written in the wake of the news that actor Bill Paxton has suddenly died from complications following surgery. The awards may take a very different angle to what I’ve anticipated here out of respect for Mr Paxton. I hope they do.
The Anti Oscars 2017: the main event.
Ace is into Quokkas, via our Rita Panahi
(She fled from Iran, hates Islam and says so: https://twitter.com/RitaPanahi )
I thought I had a cute little Quokka in my backyard last week, nearly stepped on it.
My wife who is better at ID'ing things said, 'It's a rat!'. All puffed up with the rat poison my neighbour puts around. Had to bury the darn thing next day. Much disappointment!
We got colourful parrots, cockatoos, possums, a bower bird, snakes and more, but no Quokka.
I think the Russians must have hacked Jennifer Anniston at the Ocsars. Her makeup was terrible and gown was lumpy. Darn you Putin!
Bruce: I don't know about Anniston, but it sure looks like the Russians hacked the Best Picture envelope.
So I guess my super witty comment about the post is not relevant.
I will say the only thing I want to see out Jennifer Aniston is her topless before it's too late.
I sat all the way through Rumor Has It, I think I deserve that.
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