Meenzer

The first one makes me think of an insect thorax and the second one makes me think of the Pompidou Centre, if that helps at all

Betting markets have swung back, in any case - I could cash out my bet on a Hillary landslide for a profit if I wanted, whereas it's been firmly in loss territory since her health scare. (Of course, Brexit Corbyn yadda yadda yadda)

Race day tomorrow, so obviously I'm down with a cold. It's going to be (even more) grim (than it would have been anyway), but I shall drag myself up and drag myself around regardless. #PrayForMeenzer

https://twitter.com/jamesswyer/status/784447996176044032/video/1

Have they not been reading this thread?!

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-37583187 BROKEN BRITAIN

Ditto

His middle name is Lascelles though. Now I'm torn.

You're just allowing yourself to be taken in by Project Fear.

We can make our own everything! http://laundry.reviewed.com/features/made-in-east-germany-when-communism-met-consumerism

Incredible year for British exports!

It's the early 80s again, we'll get out of this eventually, it'll just take a decade or more.

They're all unsuitable too. But you're right, if that's how low the bar is set then let anyone have a go.

On the plus side, our £-denominated contributions to the EU budget have gone up 15%, which means £400m+ a week for the NHS!

Not that I've watched the show for years, but I love needlessly intricate writing about pop-culture subjects, so: http://popbitch.com/home/2016/10/05/finding-the-value-of-x/

Zero self-awareness, that lot. And if I'm saying that as a Lib Dem...

Actually, we're all mackems. Now leave us all.

Although at least you didn't have beer goggles to worry about.

And a ginger, for that matter

And then there are other ways of doing it. Craigslist ffs. https://www.theguardian.com/sport/2016/oct/06/canadian-pole-vaulter-shawn-barber-cocaine-ban-craigslist-encounter?CMP=share_btn_tw

And all it took was a student teacher with an errant vibrator. If we'd known it was that easy...

Picked it up from the Back Page when I was last in town, I'm going to wait for my holiday in December to read it so I can quietly weep behind my sunglasses.

Lucky guess. I hope.