Goodness gracious, children, do you know what this is?
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Do you? Do you know?
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Well, I’m about to tell you
Goodness gracious, children, do you know what this is?
Do you? Do you know?


Well, I’m about to tell you



I used to hate the cover of ‘Princess’, I used to think it looked cheap, sordid and…
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…this isn’t working, the picture’s too far up the page, I want it to be right on top of the writing as I’m dissecting it, y’know?

I am a tiny little bit racist, and believe most white people are
I’m not consciously racist: I don’t go on 4Chan message boards and eulogise how James Bond could never be played by Idris Elba because black people are genetically poor at espionage; I don’t complain about ‘multiculturalism gone mad’ because in the new Sainsbury’s advert there’s a 0.6 second shot of a brown person; I don’t vote Conservative; after the pub’s last orders me and my equally pathetic and ugly white friends don’t chase down people of different ethnicities and beat them to death in a failed attempt to compensate for the gigantic hole in my existence where self-worth and happiness is supposed to go. These people put a lot of work into their racism and we should respect them for that: they’re the real heroes

Dat not how you spell heavan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That film was sixty four minutes long. Sixty four minutes!!
Back in 1941, film makers knew how long a film was meant to last, there was no scene in ‘Dumbo’ where Timothy Q.Mouse had a bath in a fucking magic pool and screamed as he was tortured visions of the Olsen twins exploded into magical CGI confetti as Robert Downey Jnr made some tortured pun about cheese or some shit, in order to expand on the Dumbo Cinematic Universe (DCU®). Boom, there’s your fucking film, now fuck off home. Life was great in 1941

Francis Fukuyama argued in his 1989 essay ‘The End of History’ that the fall of the Berlin Wall represented the final stand of any opposition to Western liberal democracy, and that the human race had finally found its final form, and so this was the….


edge of antiquity
And he was right, as you know, seeing as literally nothing has happened anywhere in the world since November 9th 1989. It can be a little boring sometimes, turning onto the Ten O’Clock news only to watch Huw Edwards awkwardly shrug his shoulders for 30 minutes, but it’s still nice that all conflict is finished and the world is finally agreed on everything
You wanna hear about a real ‘mystery jet’?

I’ll tell you about a real ‘mystery jet’!

Ho-hoo! Another brilliant albums! We’ve really stepped it up a gear now, haven’t we ladies and gentlemen!?
