Uncategorized

Volley Of Prince Phillip Saluting Batteries Triggers Retaliation Response From Nearby Pubs

Butler’s Warf, LondonUpset Londoners described “a very loud, non-stop, and quite senseless barrage of artillery fire right in the middle of lunch.” Several pubs in the Butler’s Wharf pier area of central London responded to the attacks that originated from the north side of the Thames earlier this morning. Many are calling the response to the display “unprovoked” as the artillery rounds were simply part of the ceremony honoring yesterday’s passing of Prince Philip. Many local pub patrons, however, are “not having it” and remain incensed by the incursion. The misunderstanding rallied a mob of patrons, mostly from the Anchor Tap Pub, to responded by hurling beer bottles and insults while others recited parts of Churchills’ fight them on the beaches speech. One witness said, “Did you ever see the Movie Cockneys vs Zombies? It wasn’t anything like that.”

Is Bison Boy The Missing Political Link?

Watching the foundations of our republic’s recent rumblings evoked some mixed emotions for this blogger. My sister was furious with my dimsurrection day aloofness. On 1/6 I was more about grabbing the popcorn and watching the show than any angst over our flailing democracy. Look, when you warn of an encroaching problem for decades there’s a certain detachment when said problem finally manifests, in this case in bison-shaman form. I must admit to being a little jealous of our organically grown, free-range seditionist. When the day comes that I storm the Bastillefor the good guys, of courseI hope I can pull off a costume half as epic. He certainly exudes a certain approachable vibe; he’s a snazzy charismatic character, a natural leader, and he prefers organic food. More than any republican politician, journalist, or even your average MAGA-citizen, I believe I can don my cape & banana suit combo, sit down with this man, and bridge our epic ideological divide. Zanonon will grant you an audience, well, provided you make bail.

And where’s that progressive agenda we ordered?! There’s only one way to get progressivism rammed through and I am concerned about unity Joe throwing the hail mary.

Embrace Acceptance By The Pussy

Since moving to the southwest I’ve been to Vegas dozens of time but, today, amidst a pandemic, this place has an edge to it. Vegas always had an edge to it, but this is different. Less costumes downtown, more panhandlers, zero Elvis impersonators. What am I doing here, you might ask? Don’t. But then I thought, where better to watch the fall of Rome than from the shadow of Caesar’s Palace? As for blogging, I’m not sure what to say anymore. I told you so comes to mind. With or without Trump, our real issues are only beginning. But my friend and blogvesary made an observation about himself that struck me: I take in information and look at everything and can thus change my views based on new emerging evidence. Of course, by new emerging evidence, he means QAnon and Kremlin dispatches, but I responded with: well, when you’re batting a thousand why change your stance, or grip, or some such. Damn, no Elvis impersonators? I guess Elvis has truly, well …you know.