She's talking about the fucking, mate. Not the thermostat.

If only vehicles had some way of going backwards when their path forwards is blocked.

The manufacturers should lean into this, and make pacifier-styled Vick-flavoured vapes; they'd go down well with the Rave crowd.

It's a shame they have a reputation as Perv Glasses, because there's loads of situations where they'd be useful.
But they really do scream "Nonce!".

IIRC, there was a dead Queen (or possibly dead Duck of Edinbugger) Opin that Rob edited to change to past tense, as it must have been submitted before the event and published after.

I'm just surprised Blusky hasn't slapped a NSFW label on it.

I'm all for chaos.

The Flamingo of Consequences is keeping busy.

The Law of Diminishing Returns, combined with Zeno's Arrow, suggest that the manufacturers' accuracy target -- presumably a hole-in-one every time -- is both closer than the moon and unattainable.

The courts should stop treating driving bans like they're this big hardship. If you kill or even seriously injure someone while driving, the ban should be for life. Take the bus and cry me a fucking river.

I suspect many of them mean "... so don't blame me", rather than "... so the polls must be wrong".

"If you can’t put out a sign to show what’s here...," says man standing in front of large window display showing what's here.

Tim Curry as Dr Frank N Furter, to Brad and Janet: "Well how about that"

Tim Curry trending...
[beat]
Phew, it's his 80th,

Mmm, instant stale bread.

If New Venice were to be located near Pisa, it's almost possible that the redistribution of mass would level up the Leaning Tower, too.

Perfectly cromulent word.

I always ask the circumference, just to be sure.

Impressive ears. I assume Daphne can use them to fly.

They're also available with a zip, and without padding, so you can fit an extra litre or two of socks without bursting your cabin baggage. Round the neck is as probably as good a place as any to carry it.

I can't remember if Hormuz is open or quadruple-blockaded.

*Phœnix

You empty it first, right?

I'm guessing people occasionally lose limbs to it, like the playground equipment of my youth.
A fine tradition being kept alive here by Wakey and The North!

I don't think I could get behind him.

'Do not call up that which you cannot put down.'
- Carolus 1:1 et seq.

'Do not call up that which you cannot put down.'
- Carolus 1:1 et seq.

But without crossword practice, how will I stand a chance at that job in MI5?

Royale wi' carrots?