The answer is their necks. With all this CV-19 crap going on, I almost forgot how much I hate cats. I was quite discourteously reminded of my hatred of the small feline when one of the many scratty little shitbags successfully attempted, for the millionth time, to invade my garden. He raped and pillaged his …
Coronavirus Part 4 (and poorly executed lockdown tips)
Right. Boris is out of hospital. This is, of course, good news. We’re happy for him, we’re happy for his family and we’re happy for the idiots that clapped for him. The whole thing most definitely wasn’t a scare tactic. Definitely not. It wasn’t fear-mongering; but if it was, which it wasn’t, it did scare …
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