I imagine as a child reciting nursery rhymes, her parents put their own special twist on the title and instead used "Hot Sideways Buns." Which come to think of it, this English nursery rhyme from the 18th century was practically written for the Chinese market - just look at the lyrics below: "Hot cross buns!... Continue Reading →
This is the song of the day and the music video of the year!!! It's Malhari by....just Malhari. From the movie Bajirao Mastani. The video is less than 4 minutes and is simply outstanding. I also came across this knock-off video with Trump and it's mildly amusing. Finally, here's an interesting article title from the... Continue Reading →
This doesn't have anything to do with Memorial Day but I discovered a gross injustice on this special day. I challenge all of you to go home and ask your Alexa "what's the average penis size" and she'll be more than happy to provide an informed, detailed answer. Then, ask Alexa "how deep is the... Continue Reading →
His pants fit like a glove. I just want everyone to note that this is my first penis joke in an age. It's literally been weeks since I last referenced my bunker buster.
Today's song of the day is Starlight by Jai Wolf (ft. Mr. Gabriel). It's a smooth listen and not quite as good as Indian Summer by the same but still solid and worthy of your consideration. Some quick musings today: Has anyone else noticed that Hillary took a page from Al Gore's book? (Likely printed... Continue Reading →
Happy U.S. Teacher Appreciation Week!!! I'd like to take just a minute and show my most sincere thanks and appreciation to the hardworking teachers and educators who've had the greatest impact on my life. In no special order, I'd like to extend special thanks to Ms. August Ames, Senora Eva Karera, Ms. Alexis Texas, Ms.... Continue Reading →
I write to you today from the increasingly familiar confines of my workplace shitchair. I've been wrestling this snake to the ground for a long time now and I'm hearing people return for the morning's second round, effectively lapping your strained author. No matter as I'm preocupado, furiously clenching my door frame, crushing peas into... Continue Reading →