“We are Forerunners. Guardians of all that exists. The roots of the Galaxy have grown deep under our careful tending. Where there is life, the wisdom of our countless generations has saturated the soil. Our strength is a luminous sun, towards which all intelligence blossoms… And the impervious shelter, beneath which it has prospered.”

One hundred forty nine

That is the total number of minutes that it took for the latest FreeStartr campaign created by our Supreme Dark Lord (PBUH) to meet its initial goal of $7,500. Two hours, twenty-nine minutes. If the Almighty doesn’t mind pardoning my French here: Holy shit. And...

… And it had better be cooked right!

Courtesy of our friends Heartiste and Gabber @bombbelt: If I ever meet this guy, his money will be no good as far as I am concerned. I’ll buy him drinks anytime he’s in town. This is how you win against feminists- by laughing in their faces. One...

Steady on, there, mate

Apparently, and very unfortunately for all of Western civilisation, the final installment of the Fifty Shades of WTFISTHISCRAP is set to be released on February 14th. I find this more than a little irritating, since this year the 14th marks the start of the...

Dropping like flies

It would appear that being a popular female porn actress is not perhaps a great career choice for women who are interested in a long and happy life. First Shyla Stylez, then August Ames, then Yuri Luv, and now Olivia Nova, have all been found dead within the...

Again, I fail to see the problem

I’m not sure what it is about the Limeys- or, as the Australians call them, “Pommie bastards”- but for some reason the Brits these days seem to have a serious problem with good old-fashioned advice that still applies just as well today as it did...

The dog it was that died

There is an old poem by a chap named Oliver Goldsmith called “An Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog” that contains the famous line reference above. This is especially apropos in light of recent news that one of the Hard Right’s favourite trashy dirty...

… and then some

In the world of tennis, every top-ranked tennis player should (in theory) be proficient at hitting something on the order of 25 different possible strokes. There are top-spin, side-spin, and back-spin versions of the forehand, backhand, volley, lob, drop-shot, and...

The intersectionalist’s confessional

Can anyone figure out WTF this means? Anyone? At all? Here in America it would appear that our friends over on the Left side of the aisle still have not gotten their fill of getting the shit kicked out of them by the rest of the country. That is the only...

His Stigness speaks!!!

I remember seeing this clip kicking around several years back- I forget when, exactly, because as you can see I’m getting a bit old and daft at this ripe age of my early thirties- which came from a Dutch TV show that sent a camera crew and an interviewer...

In Soviet Russia…

… apparently not very much has changed, even though the Iron Curtain fell well over 25 years ago: These are from the same lunatic genius who put together the “Trust Me, I’m An Engineer” video: He also decided to hold a contest to see which...