What’s up with the current rush to coarsen everything in society. From San Fran to NYC everybody is pissing in the streets.
I thought it was a french tradition. Now it’s all fashionable to drop trou and go…
I guess gone are the simpler times of panhandling.
Inspired by a general fondness for beaver, Jam’s recent Rodentia killing spree and Hotspur’s trip to the shores of Beaver Island, I’ve decided to devote today’s poat to the lovable furry critter called The Beaver.
Probably most famous for being one of the creators of Spiderman (along with Stan Lee). He recently passed away at the age of 90 from what they call natural causes. I like comic art and he had a unique style that I found appealing. After you geek out on comic books you start to recognize certain artist’s style, some good, some bad.
Man, it sure has sucked to be a leftie this last week or so. Outdone by Donny Two Scoops, the single biggest idiot ever to populate the White House (their words).
Well, after covering coffee last week it was only natural that I shift my focus to its Limey bastard cousin; tea. Surely tea drinking began somewhere in China and caught on elsewhere along the Silk Road trading route (I just made that last part up but I’ve found that if use terms like “Silk Road trading route” people will often believe the rest of the verbal diarrhea that flows from your mouth). Alright, where were we? Tea. Pretty popular drink everywhere. Great Britain. Ireland. India. China. Wakanda? Not so much.
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