Friday Ephemera
November 15, 2019
Reciprocation is a lovely thing. || She reeks of class. || Intruders detected. || It is damaged. || The undead. || Because you demanded it, four decades of Argos catalogues. (h/t, Things) || Caption unnecessary. || Kitchen nightmare of note. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || If you’ve ever wondered what would be published in a journal of “feminist geography.” || Girls’ night in. || This may amuse. Do try it out for yourselves. || Slightly underwhelming library books. Includes Bowling for Women and How to Make a Mystery Smell Balloon. || The size of space. || The Crawling Eye (1958). || Crisis averted. || Cutie. || It’s called a guqin. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || And finally, via Dicentra, the eternal struggle.
Similar beasties.
Posted by: PiperPaul | November 15, 2019 at 00:43
“ He liked business class a lot better than economy class, because he considered himself superior”.
https://www.traveller.com.au/aeroflot-plane-passenger-stripped-of-miles-for-sneaking-fat-pet-cat-into-business-class-cabin-h1jmfi
Posted by: TimT | November 15, 2019 at 01:03
Audience of note:
http://justsomething.co/canadian-service-dogs-had-to-watch-a-live-musical-as-part-of-their-training-and-their-photo-goes-viral/
Posted by: TimT | November 15, 2019 at 01:04
Is Argos a UK thing? We had one in Pompano Beach for a short while in the late 60's/early 70's. Only one I ever saw or heard of. Thought it was a local thing.
Posted by: WTP | November 15, 2019 at 01:16
Do try it out for yourselves
My snippet in bold
Posted by: Darleen | November 15, 2019 at 03:07
Thanks for the thought, Darleen.
My insertion of the same snippet:
One dark and stormy night a long time ago, my father, the village elder, was awakened by the roaring of a storm. He rose from his bed, filled with dread, and, with trembling hands, went to see what the disturbance was about. As he drew near to the door he saw a man standing there who had a large knife in his hand. He was dressed in an old red and white robe with the corners cut away. A long, narrow sword with a black hilt was at his side.
My father asked him, "What are you up to?"
The man said, "I am a messenger of the king."
Sorry, I don't know HTML, so can't spruce it up
Posted by: Mark | November 15, 2019 at 03:44
One of these things is not like the other:
https://www.reddit.com/r/PublicFreakout/comments/dw94h6/hk_police_he_wears_black_thats_why_i_beat_him_up/
vs.
https://www.reddit.com/r/PublicFreakout/comments/dw94h6/hk_police_he_wears_black_thats_why_i_beat_him_up/
Sorry, I don't know HTML, so can't spruce it up
Posted by: Mark | November 15, 2019 at 04:23
Audience of note:
What, you don't have dog theatres where you live? Barbarian.
Posted by: Steve E | November 15, 2019 at 04:29
This may amuse. Do try it out for yourselves.
I *knew* blogging was easy.
Posted by: Connor | November 15, 2019 at 06:33
Morning, all.
Not entirely implausible.
Via Dicentra.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 06:59
I *knew* blogging was easy.
You take that back. You take that back right now.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 07:00
One dark and stormy night
Am I the only one who noticed that the basic structure is Clement C. Moore's 'Twas the Night Before Christmas?
Posted by: Daniel Ream | November 15, 2019 at 07:44
This may amuse. Do try it out for yourselves.
Suddenly the Guardian makes sense.
Posted by: Mike | November 15, 2019 at 07:52
“They mostly come at night… Mostly.”
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 07:54
WTP: "Is Argos a UK thing?"
Very much so. Recently partnered with Sainsbury, closed a lot of stores and moved in to the supermarkets wherever they could create space. Because who needs tills in a supermarket, am I right?
Posted by: JuliaM | November 15, 2019 at 07:59
The undead.
LOL
Posted by: Jen | November 15, 2019 at 08:20
The spam filter’s being twitchy again. If anyone has trouble with comments not appearing, email me and I’ll tug randomly at wires.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 08:25
Trajectory of note. She writes for Vogue.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 08:45
Douglas Murray on the phenomenon of the creepy male feminist.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 09:51
It’s called a guqin
Marvellous.
Not entirely unrelated, I might have fallen in love.
Posted by: MC | November 15, 2019 at 09:55
Since all the cool kids are doing it...
Meh...
I also tried "Gadzooks! He exclaimed." but the output was both weird and uninteresting. "Gadzooks" may have been a locution to far or perhaps three words was just not enough to work with.
Posted by: Tom | November 15, 2019 at 10:04
...the creepy male feminist
The mind goes back to the peculiarly extreme example of Hugo Schwyzer. A few years ago his feminist proclamations were all over the media; feminists like Clem Ford thought he was great.
Then it was revealed he’d tried to kill a previous wife. And had been sleeping with young female students during his tenure as a gender studies academic. Then, finally, he dished on himself in a series of tweets and articles about how he *knew* all the gender studies crap he was spouting *was* crap and he’d been doing it for attention, particularly the attentions of young female students.
Now?
“ As of October 2018, Schwyzer was working at a Trader Joe's grocery store.[30]”
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hugo_Schwyzer
Posted by: TimT | November 15, 2019 at 10:22
the creepy male feminist
*cough* Joss Whedon *cough*
Posted by: Mags | November 15, 2019 at 10:26
This may amuse
"Suppose post-modernist thought is unconcerned with the dissemination of truth, and that its goal is, instead, the abolition of truth. How would you go about it? You might begin by cloaking it in an excess of verbiage, by using terms precisely defined in so vague a manner that they could mean anything.* Thus, instead of saying "postmodernism is a way of thinking about language," you could write "Postmodernism is a way of thinking about the world" (or, in plain English: "Postmodernism is a way of thinking about history"). This sort of obfuscation can be useful in certain circumstances, but it is not a useful strategy for spreading the gospel of truth, no matter how absurd the claims it makes. The same goes for the rhetorical strategy of trying to get people to believe something that doesn't hold up to scrutiny.
And finally, and this one is the trickiest, you could just outright lie about"
*My snippet in bold. Considering the rest of it is gibberish generated by computer, it makes a surprising amount of sense.
Posted by: Captain Nemo | November 15, 2019 at 12:02
do try it out for yourselves
Needless to say, I am somewhat less than impressed. It's always about sex with these neural networks. How they get anything else done is beyond me.Posted by: WTP | November 15, 2019 at 12:47
“Because you demanded it, four decades of Argos catalogues.”
The scary part is that I actually recognised the first one I ever saw: the glorious gold cover of 1977-'78. In fact, all of them from then right through the '80s rang a bell. (Weirdly, '88-'89 seems so familiar that I would have sworn it was much more recent. Knowing my lot, it probably hung around the house for about a decade.)
That space in my brain could be doing something useful.
“If you’ve ever wondered what would be published...”
Note how the unthinking reflex Marxism crowds out any possibility that witch-hunts might have had something to do with overzealous Christianity rather than “capitalism”.
“Not entirely implausible.”
The owls are not what they seem.
AI gives PG Wodehouse a bit of a noir twist:
Posted by: Sam Duncan | November 15, 2019 at 12:48
She reeks of class.
Take 2, apparently not just sarcastically, with bonus woke 8 year old.
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 15, 2019 at 12:51
The scary part is that I actually recognised the first one I ever saw
I vaguely recall my first visit to an Argos store, as a wee seedling. It seemed both futuristic and downmarket. With lots of jostling.
Needless to say, it no longer seems futuristic.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 13:07
Am I the only one who noticed that the basic structure is Clement C. Moore's 'Twas the Night Before Christmas?
True. But without the sex.
Very much so. Recently partnered with Sainsbury,
So I wiki'd Argos and it says founded in 1972, which sounds about the time the one in Pompano Beach closed and/or bought out and replaced by (I think) Service Merchandise. Doing some quick Googling for "Argos Pompano Beach Department Store" gives numerous things but not about the store that I remember. There's a Facebook group about South Florida where people constantly post "How about..." or "Anyone remember..." and name some restaurant or bar or such that everybody would know. Gets kinda annoying. I'll see what I can find but I doubt the two are related. What caught my eye to some degree about the catalogs was that the ads seemed somewhat 1970's American in the way the models and families were dressed and such. Not that I expect a big difference but usually I can pick out subtle stuff like that. Maybe Alistair Cooke had a hand in putting those together...
Posted by: WTP | November 15, 2019 at 13:07
OK, now this one seems plausible...plus I'm impressed that neural networks do come with a patriarchal society feature. I'm guessing it's a plug-in because, of course.
For some reason it just ends there. Which actually seems appropriate. Gives it a kind of Hemingway feel.Posted by: WTP | November 15, 2019 at 13:16
Hemingway feel
I may use that as a pen name for my line of racy pirate novels.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 13:38
I may use that as a pen name for my line of racy pirate novels.
Heh. Though I'd go with "Feele" or "Feal". I will be expecting my usual 0.17% royalty that I get for naming stuff. It's how I finance my
hookers and beer jarWidows and Orphans Fund. That reminds me. The Dead Kennedys still owe me money.Also, re band names. The following list might come in useful for future reference.
Posted by: WTP | November 15, 2019 at 14:41
Ahh...forgot to paste the link...
https://louderthanwar.com/top-50-worst-band-names-ever-or-most-outrageous-or-just-plain-stupid/
Posted by: WTP | November 15, 2019 at 14:42
Today’s word is unsustainable.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 14:59
She reeks of class.
The past few Becky and Karen videos shared here have shown that sarcasm is an art that, in the wrong hands, quickly descends to horrifying caricature.
Posted by: Sam | November 15, 2019 at 15:23
quickly descends to horrifying caricature.
I bring you the world and all that’s in it. :-)
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 15:34
When they passed over the U.S. border at Golden, British Columbia,...
Golden, British Columbia is a small town in the Columbia River Valley between the Rocky Mountains and the Columbia Mountains. It's about 400 miles from the US border and about 450 miles from Vancouver.
Even Hemingway wasn't able to demonstrate such an economy of words.
If you ever get drunk in Golden and need to sober up fast, a quick dip in the Columbia River will do the trick. Speaking from experience.
Posted by: Steve E | November 15, 2019 at 16:02
“It seemed both futuristic and downmarket. With lots of jostling.”
Meaning that 1970s retail was a vastly more accurate foreshadowing of the 21st Century than contemporary science fiction.
Posted by: Sam Duncan | November 15, 2019 at 16:04
Is Argos a UK thing?
In Canada we had Consumers Distributing (or as we called it, Consumers Disturbing) that used the same retail concept. It was a frustrating place to shop. You'd fill out a card, take it to the counter, a sales associate would toddle off into "the back" come back five to ten minutes later and tell you the item was out of stock.
It was like russian roulette with no bullets.
Posted by: Steve E | November 15, 2019 at 16:11
How the heck does a job advertisement hurt you?
Posted by: Darleen | November 15, 2019 at 17:05
How the heck does a job advertisement hurt you?
I doubt it’s about being hurt, despite breathless claims to the contrary. I’d imagine it’s about the thrill of exerting leverage. Some people really enjoy that kind of thing.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 17:16
Some people really enjoy that kind of thing.
Years and years ago, the bluenoses would loudly complain about any tv show they found "offensive". The usual retort was "change the channel". Now the woke won't just 'change the channel', they want to ban the program and destroy anyone who like it in the first place.
Posted by: Darleen | November 15, 2019 at 17:22
the bluenoses
I had to google that:
When you google bluenoses in Canada, this is what you get:
Posted by: Steve E | November 15, 2019 at 17:32
A great interview with Jordan Peterson.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=88&v=S0P6H7cm0E4&feature=emb_logo
The interviewer is Rex Murphy a columnist with the National Post. If you're wondering about the accent, that's what a Newfoundlander sounds like. In Rex's case a well educated Newfoundlander.
Here's the description from Jordan Peterson:
Posted by: Steve E | November 15, 2019 at 17:46
Here in Ingerland, supporters of Birmingham City Football Club call themselves bluenoses (after the colour of the team's strip.)
Posted by: Trevor | November 15, 2019 at 17:53
I thought "bluenoses" were sycophantic smurfs, but then I don't get out much.
Posted by: Sam | November 15, 2019 at 18:15
Speaking of Argos ...
Well done, but earworm warning ;)
Posted by: Darleen | November 15, 2019 at 18:23
Driving from Edinburgh, we couldn't help notice the sheep alongside the road, covered with splotches of day-glo paint. We stopped and were surprised to see the animals in a lovely state of undress.
As we got out of the car, they stopped for a moment and were so embarrassed they started to run up the road. This led to a hilarious scene where the sheep, who weren't even supposed to be there, were trying to keep up with the cars, all of which were driving down the wrong side of the road.
We decided to keep driving for a bit, stopping every once in a while to take pictures. I'd like to think this was a good idea and that they enjoyed the time they were in the frame, but there's no doubt that they would have been more successful running along the right hand side of the road.
The sheep were quite content and seemed perfectly content
The prompt is part of a travel essay I wrote some decades ago. I see that the AI got as far, sex speaking, as "undressed" but then got sidetracked.
Posted by: Fred the Fourth | November 15, 2019 at 18:54
One dark and stormy night...
...the power went out again.
Posted by: Lady Cutekitten of Lolcat | November 15, 2019 at 19:07
Apropos Douglas Murray's (unoriginal) observation that those who doth protest a "sin" to cartoonish levels are likely to engage in it privately, here's a tragic example.
The infanticide and hypocrisy not being sufficiently disgusting, note that she was pushed to murder suicide by having to "find a job and pay [her recent ex-husband] rent if she stayed in their current home".
Posted by: Sam | November 15, 2019 at 19:11
Bluenose...
One of my father's favorites. He had a serious jones for building intricate wood models of schooners, and so my family now owns 3 or 4 versions.
Plus I have "Elsie" in the dining room and "Benjamin Latham" in the bedroom and "Kearsarge" (US Civil War) in the TV room.
Posted by: Fred the Fourth | November 15, 2019 at 19:11
Let's go shopping !
Before and after.
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 15, 2019 at 19:36
Argos, I've always felt, is is about bringing all the joys of the betting shop to regular shopping. You consult the race card, choose your horse, fill in your slip, take it to the counter and hand over your money. Then you watch the horses approach the finish line on the tv screen, and go to the counter to accept your winnings.
Posted by: Patrick Brown | November 15, 2019 at 19:37
The Crawling Eye
I'm shocked it took this long for someone to offer up the MST3K version.
What kind of cultural backwater is this? I'll bet you never heard of Monty Python either.
Posted by: Uma Thurmond's Feet | November 15, 2019 at 19:50
Farnsworth
The "after" shopping was filmed in 2013 - three whole years before Russia descended into one huge election-meddling, vote-swaying, gay-crushing dystopian bot farm. It's disingenuous to cherry pick a video from before the Great Fall, no?
Posted by: Sam | November 15, 2019 at 20:45
Brum-brum-brum put-put-put.
Posted by: David | November 15, 2019 at 21:51
It's disingenuous to cherry pick a video from before the Great Fall, no?
You caught me, this one shows the utter hell after the Great Fall.
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 15, 2019 at 22:07
generated
Posted by: aelfheld | November 15, 2019 at 23:12
From time to time in our great island story, it falls to one man to explain the origins of applesauce. "They are the fruits of the forest," he will say. "The tree of knowledge is the forest." He will give no further explanation, and you will still have to figure it out for yourself. I can't say that it will be a satisfying or enjoyable process.
If you were to pick out the five most popular foods that everyone knows, I think you would have to say these are applesauce. It is an apple. It is also a vegetable. It is a fruit. It is also an animal. In short, it is everything at once. And yet it is a very specific fruit, which is why I find it so fascinating to explain how it was created in ancient Egypt.
But first, what is it?
A quick overview of apples
Posted by: Will | November 16, 2019 at 00:50
I think I'm well on my way to a tidy fortune writing bad romance novels with this thing...
"I may be the smartest man in the room," he stridently whispered, "because I'm the only one who's ever seen a real woman!"
"I'm sorry," she mumbled, but nodded her head to reassure him.
"It's okay," he said in a softer tone. "You are beautiful as is. I'm glad you're here with me." He reached up and wrapped her in a hug. "So," he continued in a more playful voice, "how'd you like to go on a first date? We're going to have a few drinks first, see how it goes, then we'll go back to your house and take it from there."
"I'm fine with that," she mumbled, as her eyes began to water.
"Do you want me to get you anything?" he asked, as he turned
Posted by: Will | November 16, 2019 at 00:56
Brum-brum-brum put-put-put.
OMG. Someone successfully crossed a Minion with a vintage Vespa. One can only hope it's non-GMO.
Posted by: Steve E | November 16, 2019 at 01:15
OK, this last one. I promise...sort of...
杰弗里·爱泼斯坦没有自杀。
[1] This is a common saying in China.
[2] A Chinese saying about a person who was born, lives for a long time, and is not going to die any time soon.
[3] I just have to make this work, he thinks to himself.
[4] "Baijiu, is it a liquor or a food?"
[5] Baijiu means liquor but this term was originally used to describe a very strong liquor, and was used to refer to the Chinese whiskey made from fermented rice.
[6] The two different types of wine used in traditional Chinese culture are xin, which is white wine, and liu, which is black wine.
[7] Liutang means
Posted by: WTP | November 16, 2019 at 01:51
I know that I have been hanging around here for too long because when I watched the Jordan Peterson/Rex Murphy interview is all I could think about was that they were not using coasters.
And, in breaking news: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-7689587/The-worlds-vagina-museum-set-open-London.html
Feeling slightly ill now.
Posted by: Felicity | November 16, 2019 at 03:01
Palette cleanser.
Posted by: Darleen | November 16, 2019 at 03:05
And, in breaking news...
Wow, they don't pussy-foot around.
Posted by: Steve E | November 16, 2019 at 04:53
And, in breaking news
[ Follows link to Daily Mail website, which demands deactivation of adblocker. Complies, resulting in avalanche of 183 adverts on one page, which immediately reduce browsing to a stuttering crawl of flickering, migraine-inducing garbage, with ads multiplying endlessly, even popping up to obscure other ads. ]
[ Reactivates adblocker, swears never to visit Daily Mail again. ]
Posted by: David | November 16, 2019 at 08:54
Brum-brum-brum put-put-put.
Related, VW apparently has been contemplating entering Formula One. A photo of their prototype has been leaked.
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 16, 2019 at 11:47
杰弗里·爱泼斯坦没有自杀。
Related, Prince Andrew explains why he chose to stay at a certain house, because there are no five star hotels in NYC, apparently.
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 16, 2019 at 11:56
I tried "Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way", which is of course the famous opening to Tolstoy's Anna Karenina. The generator gave me a bunch of Hans Christian Andersen.
Posted by: Ted S, Catskill Mtns, NY, USA | November 16, 2019 at 13:37
Speaking of Prince Andrew, his excuse, when fed into the neural net, renders:
“I admit fully my judgment was probably coloured by my tendency to be too honourable," 『Lyle-sama』 murmured, as he picked his hair.
「And then, you brought a girl to Lyle-sama…」
It seems that Lyle's opponent was a man. Lyle has not even used a sword or magic. The man took on the girl as a hostage. The man was wearing a black robe. The man was also tall. He was the commander of the guards.
「I won't accept that. You are not a good person. You should have just given me a reason.」
「I thought that I needed to show that you are not a good person, and was forced into doing so.」
Lyle made a bitter smile.
Posted by: will | November 16, 2019 at 14:10
The Neural Net does Hunter & Garcia...
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 16, 2019 at 16:06
The Neural Net takes a dark turn with Muddy Waters...
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 16, 2019 at 16:10
The Neural Net meets Bob Marley and gets some ganja inspired history...
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 16, 2019 at 17:38
White on white.
Posted by: Darleen | November 16, 2019 at 18:29
Name dropped...
"Another excellent blog—davidthompson.typepad.com—run by a Brit (I think) of a libertarian bent, who posts links to various Internet oddities every Friday and spends the rest of the week very amusingly eviscerating the editorial windbags at The Guardian and other deserving fonts of political spew."
https://www.theatlantic.com/entertainment/archive/2012/07/kurt-loder-what-i-read/325820/
Posted by: [+] | November 16, 2019 at 18:39
Name dropped...
Heh. At last, the glory I deserve. Though I’m not sure how readers of The Atlantic will feel about the post from November 4th, given that the source of political spew is, er, The Atlantic.
Posted by: David | November 16, 2019 at 18:49
In all fairness, I shot the sheriff in the face. I [didn't] think it was a very good time for that, but I had a reason." is one hell of a good opening line for a novel.
Posted by: Daniel Ream | November 16, 2019 at 19:28
[ Resumes work on first draft of racy pirate novel. ]
Posted by: David | November 16, 2019 at 19:43
White on white.
0.1% North African.
Right, because some Carthaginian sailor binked Flavia the Ostian hooker, who gave birth to Claudius who became a soldier in Legio XVII who binked some gal in a village in Germania which is where you got your 0.1% is totes the same as being a direct relative of Cetshwayo.
Yo, yo, North Africa in da house y'all, say it loud, I'm Carthiginian and I'm Proud !
Alternatively, I'm Berber, how dare you culturally appropriate my carpet.
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 16, 2019 at 19:44
The Neural Net does Nicki Minaj (h/t Douglas Murray, because if he hadn't included these lyrics in his recent book, I would still be blessedly ignorant of them)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun.
And my anaconda don't give a shit if you a white man, too.
But they know it, they know it and they know it
They know my anaconda don't wanna get you in trouble
But they can, they can. And they'll put a big fat wad
Out your ass for your sins, you white boy.
But they can, they can. And they'll put a big fat wad
Out your ass for your sins, you white boy.
Oh my anaconda don't wanna get you in trouble.
Oh my anaconda don't wanna get you in trouble
Oh my anaconda don't wanna get you in trouble.
Oh my anaconda don't wanna get you in trouble.
Oh
Posted by: Captain Nemo | November 16, 2019 at 20:52
Oh my anaconda don't wanna get you in trouble.
Oh
See, now this is why we can't have nice things. I think you broke it.
Posted by: Uma Thurmond's Feet | November 16, 2019 at 22:53
From Teh Party Of Science™.
"Sickle cell affects blacks more than wypipo", the system is broken, bigot.
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | November 16, 2019 at 23:47
Do try it out for yourselves.
I may have broken it.
He looked at me, he looked at my gun.
He looked at me, he looked at my gun.
He said Jesus Christ.
I said no, Glock 19.
He said no, Glock 19.
And he pulled his gun. And I shot him.
He's dead.
I'm not.
I'm not.
I'm not.
I'm not.
I'm not.
I'm not.
(To save pixels, 21 further I'm nots have been omitted.)
Posted by: lotocoti | November 17, 2019 at 01:51
While I don't dispute the glory that you deserve, that article was from 2012. Some of the links that Mr. Loder used to read back then are no longer around.
Hopefully, he still reads you.
Posted by: Richard Cranium | November 17, 2019 at 01:55
“Here in Ingerland, supporters of Birmingham City Football Club call themselves bluenoses (after the colour of the team's strip.)”
Also Glasgow Rangers in Scotchland.
I always wondered what this meant. AI to the rescue:
Posted by: Sam Duncan | November 17, 2019 at 01:56
@Muldoon, education majors aren't the best-and-the-brightest.
I think they are superior to journalist majors, but I easily could be convinced otherwise.
Posted by: Richard Cranium | November 17, 2019 at 02:03
Damn you men and your sexist ...
[flips card]
thermostats.
Posted by: Darleen | November 17, 2019 at 03:23
Damn you men and your sexist ...
[flips card]
thermostats.
Ironically, many of us, as children, would complain "it's cold, turn up the heat" to which our mothers would reply "put on a sweater".
Posted by: pst314 | November 17, 2019 at 13:45
I thought we weren't supposed to use electricity to control our environments. Earth First! Or something.
Posted by: WTP | November 17, 2019 at 16:43
“Damn you men and your sexist ...
[flips card]
thermostats.”
I swear the Telegraph has undercover agents at the Guardian deliberately working to discredit it.
Posted by: Sam Duncan | November 17, 2019 at 19:30