If I was in Dune and I was raw doggin a tube nose bae in the sand, we wouldn’t have to worry about the huge worm on account of my feeble arrhythmic sex
From a gay man held as a teen in a mental institution, 1962-4: "I remember this one doctor who was talking about homosexuality. And he said, well, there is a normal homosexual period between 8 and 12 and beyond that it's abnormal. So I piped up and said 'Is that a.m. or p.m.?'"
It’s official, we’ve reached the Conservative equinox: the point when Tories shift from blaming the last Labour government to blaming the next Labour government. The cosmic ballet goes on.
Dear World, You may be wondering what happens next in terms of the British constitution. The answer is that 3 newspaper owners - all of whom are non domiciled in the UK for tax purposes - get together and choose our next Prime Minister or “Poodle”. The Queen then anoints them.