When I said 'Kemi Badenoch is so partisan, under her the Tories would oppose puppies and kittens if Labour said something nice about them', I didn't mean it literally.
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When I said 'Kemi Badenoch is so partisan, under her the Tories would oppose puppies and kittens if Labour said something nice about them', I didn't mean it literally.
![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]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:4m3we4apbjayclzcnhwe3pfp/bafkreibpyscry7bddmufqnk7wsfuxsflv4fkn4brwvkzxqurjkz7z67yoi)
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
Remember transexuals? Happy days.
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Why can’t a woman be more like a man? Yawn
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I know Adam Curtis is easy to parody but Shifty is magnificent. I lived through those times. Now I think I understand them
Stop posting photos of me 🙄
Just watched a TV programme about police chasing speeding drivers. Apparently the fine for driving uninsured is £300. I’m in my 60s with a clean bill of driving health for over 30 years and my insurance bill is far higher than that.
Might go rogue
I’m deeply saddened that @shitehaircut has blocked me
IN PONDERING which fruit most sounds like the breaking of wind, the kumquat wins out for me. I am, of course, happy to be proven wrong by any readers whose knowledge of fruits is greater than mine. Derek Jeff-Derek, Inham Nook
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Thanks mate x
Ok unpopular opinion but I think
Keir Starmer is doing a fantastic job
Whenever you hear ‘all women’ from
The trade union movement you know it’s barely coded language for the colonisation of women by men
Oh yes we are bigots for not attending to the needs of perverted males etc
Happy International Women’s Day
Just to women
The biological kind
The rest can fuck off to the 364 days they screw us up.
Blocked
This year. Every year.
Happy International Women’s Day. Me and nan circa 1963.
I was seriously told that he identified out of this
View from our hotel room. Nice to see the planes back in Madeira
You made me look her up 😬
Yes he’s wrong
He’s filled his nappy again
We miss our dark satanic mills
If the plane doesn’t take off from Madeira airport it’ll be me.
Damn I thought it was my natural allure 🙄
In an uncertain world this beautiful dog sat next to me. His name is Roco. Let’s hear it for Roco. More sensible than any of the shit in the Whitehouse.
