I guess they’ve had hot air blown up their skirts long enough, and now they’re blowing it back. Or something. The one dead front and center looks like she’s trying to drop something like it’s hot.
As someone on that thread observed, “But isn’t it hilarious that when these women think about Trump, their first thought is exposing their sexual parts?”
Don’t do it
when you stick lasers up your
Guess what’s happening now? Well…
A commenter posted this at Vox Popoli yesterday, but I didn’t want to ruin anyone’s Christmas with something so… so… I don’t even know what it is. The thread is here and the comments are quite amusing.
So bold! And it’s gender neutral! That’s very important!
I really don’t understand what trouble this will cause for Trump, or what “awareness” will be raised, other than awareness of which way to point a burning beam of light. But any excuse for retarded behavior while calling it “art.”
Ass As if anyone needed more proof that the left is totally talking out of their…
Swiped from here… enter the Ouroboros Cafe –
The Tea Terrace, based in House of Fraser’s Oxford Street branch, has become Europe’s first location to deliver the “Selfieccino,” which features an image of customers’ faces on the frothy topping of their drinks.
…The process takes around four minutes before an image is presented on the froth, ready to be photographed and sent to all points via social media before drinking, and costs around 5.75 pounds. ($7.5)
”Due to social media, the dining experience has completely shifted,“ Ehab Salem Shouly, owner of The Tea Terrace told Reuters. ”It’s not enough any more to just deliver great food and great service – it’s got to be Instagram worthy.”
Because, you know, it’s nothing if it’s not Instagram-worthy!
The customer becomes their own singularity, sucking themselves into themselves.
And the Christmas bells that ring there
Are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it’s them
Instead of you
I’m sure most of you remember this song, the one that kicked off years of “Something-or-other-Aid” singles and concerts…
Apparently that song has not, uh, lived out its lifespan just yet. Totally swiped from Ace Of Spades HQ –
Supposedly — this sounds made-up to me, but whatever, supposedly — someone’s making a movie called Do They Know It’s Murder?
The premise is this: at the recording of Band Aid’s charity single “Do They Know It’s Christmas?, a fellow Brit rocker (or hanger-on) is murdered.
To make sure the single is finished without incident, Bob Geldof must suddenly put his detective skills to use — you know, I guess maybe he actually solved the case of the girl who shot up the school in I Hate Mondays or some bullshit — and find the killer before they lose the studio space.
If that’s real, I’ll totally see it.
If that’s a punking — well played.
To quote birthmoviesdeath.com –
We need to make peace with the fact that this film will most likely have an entire ensemble of actors made-up to look like ‘80s Brit pop stars. Oh, and one of those recognizable ’80s musicians is getting murdered?
Folks, I give you my most anticipated film of the decade.
I have no idea if this is real. But if this hellspawned monstrosity of awful tastelessness and wrecking-not-very-cherished-song-memories-from-the-80s is real, they have my ticket money.
I have seen a lot of weird movies/comics/music videos/what-have-you. Stuff made on weapons-grade drugs. Grant Morrison’s Doom Patrol. Die Antwoord. The criminally terrible After Last Season. But I can honestly say that this has blown it out bigger and madder than almost anything I’ve ever seen before.
It’s so insane that the video can’t be played outside of its native YouTube.
I have NO idea what’s going on in the second sequence, but I want to see that movie. The guy on the plane like some kind of inverted hood ornament looks like it might be some kind of Flash-inspired thing. And the catapults….
Bollywood kills it. Hollywood isn’t producing anything anywhere near this imaginative and insane. Someone get these guys to Hollywood with an unlimited budget.
“Better keep it real –
– Steely Dan, “Pixeleen”
Steely Dan quit touring in 1974, saying they hated it. In 1993, they starting touring again, and now Donald Fagen is announcing a new tour at the age of 69. So, if they don’t like touring, why go back to Annandale, as it were? The Don tells the Wall Street Journal (behind a paywall, unfortunately) –
When the bottom fell out of the record business a bunch of years ago, it deprived me of the luxury of earning a living from records. I don’t sell enough albums to cover the cost of recording them the way I like to. For me, touring is the only way to make a living.
Turns out The Dan is not the only band touring to make some cash. Guns ‘n’ Roses is hitting the circuit to make some pay as well. The fact that the band hasn’t released a new album since 2008 is no obstacle. Proving that a band does not need to be creating new stuff to make money.
Or even alive. Ronnie James Dio is going on tour despite being currently dead. A hologram of Dio will perform with a live band.
No word on whether Jem will be the opening act.
One awaits the inevitable “Steely Dead” tour.
A palindromic date after a week of palindromic dates, and still a couple days to go. Next year it will happen for ten days in August.
‘Tis a fine blue sky on a Monday here. Which is a hopeless segue into the song “Blue Monday” by New Order. If you don’t know the song (and unless you’re under the age of 20, how couldn’t you? Did your parents hate good music?), give it a listen.
It was redone a few years later, sounding a bit different and released at “Blue Monday 88” (another palindromic number, if only just barely),* which also garnered much airplay.
Taking it to an ultra-blue level, Orkestra Obsolete has covered the song in retro style using only 1930s instruments.
Jazzy, in an art-deco-on-acid kind of way.
- 1988, or “88,” is an unusual number, given that 1+9+8+8=26 and 2+6=8. And the 8s are sideways Infinity symbols. No, there’s no point to this information.
Attempted murder, at least. Vehicular assault and possible homicide at worst. No idea how the riders in the truck fared.
And this is one of the lesser examples of road rage found online.
Notice how the guy on the bike, who should have been crushed, crashed, or slammed, just sailed right through it all like a boss.