Gallantly they chickened out
I was going to write a whole big thing today… really. It was going to be great.
Spent the whole weekend outdoors, gardening and stomping around the countryside collecting hops rhizomes and wild brassicas for the garden and was going to boast about being middle aged and robustly healthy… outdoorsy…
But that was yesterday. Today’s all about being chilled and nauseated. Maybe it’s part of my new Old Person Thing collection, which is getting fairly sizable.
At least I can leave you with a laugh:
Film crew attacked by Somali migrants inside a No-Go zone in Sweden. Rescued by disabled guy.
When danger reared its ugly head…
They bravely turned their tails and fled
Yes, brave reporters turned about
And gallantly they chickened out
Bravely taking to their feet
They beat a very brave retreat
…proving once again the Dale Price Rule of the Internet: there’s nothing so horrifying going on that it won’t have a Monty Python routine to make fun of it.
And here’s one for our death of satire files:
Swedish City Cancels Earth Hour Without Lights, Electricity Because Of Rape Risk
…draw swords; fall on them.
Have fun, y’all. See you tomorrow, prolly.