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Oh, fine, raincoaster posts about wearing her cat around her shoulders. What happens next? Well, obviously, the Yanks have to ramp it up. They are so bloody competitive! Always gotta ramp it up. No way am I doing nekkid cat promenades!
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Thank God the Doctor never had to go up against these sinister robots. They’d use the power of their terrifying Supercilious Stare to fry him right into the pavement. I’m pretty sure this is from a John Wyndham story, or at least it aught to be.
via the Vancouverite
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From the Guardian.
The shattered window of a bus struck by a roadside bomb that killed two people and injured 14 more.
Photograph: Hadi Mizban/AP
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Some of you may be wondering what happened. I even received a rather worried email, subject line “ONE post???”.
Here, for those of you who were not there, is what happened:
1oz Plymouth gin
1oz Campari
1oz red Cinzano vermouth
Well, it happened five times and a draft pint of Strongbow happened once. Negronis are the prettiest of all cocktails, but as I said, they are like playing with God’s remote control when you can’t read what the buttons do. Christian Brando had three and shot his sister’s lover. I had five and ended up drunkenly emailing an Eric Stoltz sighting to Defamer (who laughed at me, thanks Mark!) and instead of flirting with the biggest flirt on the planet, I went into chat and bored him senseless with my exciting plans for my new CSS design!
No wonder I can’t get laid. I ignore Eric Stoltz and bore all of the rest of them.
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