Archive for November, 2017

…you’re listening to Killing In the Name at a rather enthusiastic volume in your headphones, and you realize you just *might* have been singing along.

In keeping with the new spirit of America, all mention of Jews, Arabs, Africans and immigrants have been removed from this Nativity scene. All that is left are sheep, led by a jackass. Sounds legit.

That moment when one of your colleagues is working from home but still wants to attend the team meeting.

At last, after two thousand years of research, the illudium Q-36 explosive space modulator. At last…
Where’s the kaboom? There was supposed to be an earth-shattering kaboom!

When the small blonde Chelsea girl is more manly than the heavyweight boxer…

You! You’re a boxer. You should go Urgh! not Eeeeek!

Listening to Amir Khan while Toff does the “cockroaches are invading my tits” dance.

My hero.


Why have I never come across this before?

We had a raclette lunch at Karen and Colin’s on Sunday. Good food, good drinks, good company :)

Not our bestest, but still good. I’m annoyed that I can’t find my string of colour-changing LED lights :(

…The Tao of Rat