Now that our really sucky deplorable high-quality server and blogging service are back up and running today:
It’s the feud you’ve waited 18 years for. Wait, that’s not really true. The remnants of the Culture Club are mad at Boy George Boy George.
From now on in China, we shall remember this day, not as a victory over the vile avian species, but as … B-Day!
If “irreconcilable differences” stands for anything other than Kevin Federline’s rap career, I’ll be slack-jawed. This blog hopes in the best wishes of Ms. Spears that she now regains her ability to be attractive once more, now that the power of the white wizard is released. But, please, let her be sterile. Her and Federline both.
We need no more of their DNA in the gene pool.
The great FCC will permit swearing on news programs.
Get ready for Channel 4’s Motherfucking Action News at 6.
Duct tape is not as useful as it used to be. First, it can’t babysit and now they can’t even cure warts on Dutch children.
A better question is: why do so many Dutch children have warts? Stay away from Holland, everyone, the children are diseased!
