Some Bloke in a Hat

Not sure I can be bothered with another day.

What have you done to your face?

I've gone to bed, but not expecting much sleep.

It's all a bit grim here at the Hat Estate.

I've not heard from him in ages, and he's probably one of the few things I'm not sick of.

Cheese on toast at ten to two in the morning? Aye, why not? 🙄

This is Summit. He is a friend to pretty much everyone he meets. But has a special soft spot for the little critters who stop long enough for him to say hello. 13/10 (IG: bakerbarnes)

A Lamborghini.

LET'S NOT PLAY FRISBEE WITH THAT POET ANYMORE. [This is a comic strip, with a poem laid over it. On each panel a new line of the poem is written. The scene is a park, in the summer. A man in a trenchcoat - implicitly Philip Larkin - stands folorn, motionless, looking at people throwing a frisbee. It becomes apparent as the comic progresses that they are trying to play frisbee with him. He stand stock still for the whole comic, watching the frisbee as, panel by panel it soars closer and closer to him]. After contemplating the approaching frisbee for two silent panels, Philip begins his thoughts: Unloosed, unheralded, You soar toward me Across the dying afternoon. bright disc of childhood, Long since thrown wide Of Youth's green imaginings, Your slow declining arc Figures a sky-written truth: We will all succumb, and soon To earth's hard oblivion. [The frisbee hits Philip on the head with a resounding DONK. He falls backwards, to the ground. [Ends]

Let's Not Play Frisbee With That Poet Anymore

BREAKING NEWS: An otter is a bit sleepy.

All sounds perfectly normal behaviour for a football fan. And, bizarrely, the President of the US.

I say we don't. I say we find a nice beach somewhere with a cafe at one end instead.

*Goes off and does something else*

So the depression isn't as bad as it was. Trying to keep myself occupied, and 'happy' ,doesn't always work. But at least I'm not entirely suicidal.

Posting here because I've nobody to say it to IRL.

*Goes outside and hopes for the best*

A label printing joke.

I've shared this before, but it always makes me laugh. The pettiness of the joke.

I'm mostly feeling worn-out and fed up with it all.

'Fuck you, toad faced fucker'

Back to ER again. They're in Hawaii pretending it's the Congo, which should make a nice change from being in California pretending it's Chicago.

I think mine was 1989. They don't really age though.

The Daily Mash, because everyone loves a smart arse.

Couldn't really imagine a monk called 'Boz' until today.

Eine weiße Katze die Würgt mit Zunge herraus und weit aufgerissenen Augen

Nazgûhhhhllllllllll

I'd sooner scoop my eyes out with a spoon than watch something called 'Young Sherlock Holmes'.

"Young Sherlock On The Buses" - now there's a mashup...

Smudge the Lord meme Picture above an ad by Grill's: HEAL THY BUR GERS with the Grill's logo on the right. Below on the left the scene from The Real Housewives, woman shouting at cat, on the right Smudge the white cat sitting at a table with some salad dish, and Smudge is wearing the Pope's Tiara and a golden cross on his left. Women: Healthy Burgers Smudge: Heal thy burgers

Hm, was gibt es denn heute schönes ...

'Dooo yooo belieeeeve in life after being hit in the face by the 15:45 to Paignton?' Just doesn't have the same ring.

Lighthouse Hill - 1927
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9/10: Suspect frequent disturbances in the barn.

Varnished the gate. *looks doubtfully at suddenly very grey sky*

This seems very familiar. I'm sure I had this calendar. Or were they all the same every year?