This is my poem, oh america, which I might finish
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Or Romance Coma. Apt.

Roni Size

Stupidly cute

David Bowie - I'm Afraid of Americans (Official Video) [4K] YouTube video by David Bowie

This has been on my mind recently, no idea why

This was my biggest tweet over in the bad place. It will live here now. 🧙‍♀️🎄

Stupidly cute black and white kitten

Meet socks. Stupidly cute.

Nice offer on Amazon - if you buy all Adam & The Ants sheet music, they'll throw in a stand and deliver.

The Romans called the town Ivybridge because the name Forth Bridge was already taken.

This is beautiful

Yes, yes I know I keep banging on about my fucking book! However, if you want one repost this and I’ll do a random winner pick thing by the end of the week because I’m great like that. ♥️📚
#amindofmyown

But if you voted for the party, and not the person, then it’s not an issue surely?

Photo of Nutmeg standing on all fours on top of a small cylindrical stool

If you press the bottom of the cylinder, her legs collapse

idgaf what religion you are, just stop murdering people

Spaghetti hoops are basically Alphabetti Spaghetti for backing singers.

Meme: a photo of a cooked lobster on a white background, captioned “Crustacean”. Below it, a photo of Preston’s famous concrete brutalist multi storey car park which also serves as a public transport hub. It has buses outside and is captioned “Bustacean”.

Just been reminded of this. Morning all

“Ten Green Bottles” - A Thesis by Michael Cunningham At the start of the song, we quickly learn that there are ten green bottles hanging on the wall. Are the bottles full or empty? We are not told. Our first reaction is to be furious. “Why won't this song tell us if there's anything in the bottles??” we rage. However, this is all part of the journey because it soon becomes clear that the omission of this informaiton is a masterstroke. The song is not keeping us in the dark. Instead it is inviting us to a magical world where anything is possible; where bottles can be as full or as empty as we please. Wow! With our minds now racing with possibilities, we feel alive and joyful. But only briefly for we are suddenly confronted with a bombshell that we could not have foreseen. What if one green bottle should accidentally fall? We are taken from joy to despair in a matter of milliseconds. We had believed the ten green bottles hanging on the wall to be permanent. Impervious. Sheltered from the vicissitudes of life. These ten green bottles were our constants in a world of turmoil and change. But now we must come to terms with the heartbreaking reality that these green bottles are as ephemeral as life itself. A bottle could fall at any moment and we are then left to count those that remain. Any illusions of the wall being a safe haven have been shattered. Then, still reeling from the loss of one green bottle, the song refuses to let us return to an even keel and instead asks, what if another green bottle should accidentally fall? Nobody could have been prepared for a second green bottle falling so soon after the

I heard a fascinating song recently and it affected me so deeply that I had no option but to write a thesis on it. Here's page 1

While My Guitar Gently Weeps - Prince, Tom Petty, Steve Winwood... Tributo a George Harrison YouTube video by GuitarDocs

For the unfamiliar, Part 1: youtu.be/uWc4wMyL1oI?...

@nickmotown.bsky.social can’t reply to your Prince post but just wanted to say I first saw that when you posted it on the other place. THANK YOU, it’s just astonishing every time I watch it!

Filmed in Charlotte’s Wine Bar under the Granary, I believe

Ozzy Osbourne visited my magic shop. He said he'd like to buy some stink bombs. How many? All of them. I had to go through drawers finding every last one. He bought 900 of them. To sign the credit card slip I handed him a shock pen, which he thought was hilarious and bought that too. RIP

Pretend you're a kangaroo by sticking a photo of your child out of the top of your trousers.

The replies to this are fantastic. Funny, poignant, occasionally icky, they are a window into social history, product branding, and surprisingly often, how we memorialise the past. Well worth your time.

WIFE: (from other room) what time is it

ME: *looks at clock on stove* it’s blinky 12:00

So plague before plaque?

I can’t be the only person who gets An American Werewolf in London vibes?!

Stylised drawing of an aardvark. It has a haunted expression, as if to say “You’ve drawn me all wrong”.

Locally Sourced Comedy, the new material night, starts again this evening at Little Drop of Poison in Exeter. And they’ve reinstated the alphabetically themed raffle! So here is my contribution, a biologically accurate drawing of an aardvark. It’s FUN, come along if you can. Free entry. 7.30 start.

“Listen old man, I’m gonna ask you one more time: did you or did you not put a soup bowl on my wife’s head?”