This is your chance to finally say what you really feel, not what you think will trick desperate people into voting for you.
Tell us that you absolutely hate poor people.
Tell us that you think what gays do is gross.
Tell us that you will baptize Obama after he dies.
Tell us what you’re thinking about when you do that creepy smile.
Do it. What have you got to lose? You’ve already lost.
Be a big man now, Mitt, and be honest.
I was going to post a rather long and thought-provoking assessment of the imminent collapse of the euro. But fuck that, did you see what happened in Adelaide?
Don't you just melt when men embrace each other publicly?
A wise man once said, “Cricket civilizes people and creates good gentlemen.” Okay, it was Robert Mugabe, but on this account, he was right. Harold Pinter once said, “I tend to think that cricket is the greatest thing that God ever created on earth—certainly greater than sex, although sex isn’t too bad either,” and he too was spot on.
A Proud Man Celebrating
A Big Baby Crying
England have won the second test of the 2010 Ashes. They won. By an innings. At one point, three wickets were taken in four deliveries.
Never have eleven men made me so happy over such a short period of time (okay, once before, but we won’t go into that). I am very proud of the lads. I only wish I could have been there to show them just how proud (and by proud, I do mean aroused) I am. I shall fall to sleep now dreaming of each and every one of them, wood in hand, showing me their talents at the crease.
England will win draw. But not because they [didn't] played fantastically well.
Individual players’ strategies during the game will be “Oh my god, I’ve got the ball, I’ve gotta get rid of it” or “I’m kinda lined up here, maybe I should just kick it as hard as I can over towards that goal area.” A few will probably get carded, but there won’t be any serious injuries or errors.
No fans will be truly satisfied with the match.
David Beckham will look lovely.