“Three on a bottle” is an old Russian custom. In the Sov time, three guys would get together, each one would pony up a rouble, that’d be enough to buy a bottle of vodka and a package of processed cheese… for everybody knows that only drunks drink without eating something to go along with it. Yup… this was another “insider” “tribal” joke… but now you know too…
Who IS gonna go and get the cheese? We’re not a bunch of drunks, y’know…
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I have in mind a particular clergyman, who loudly preaches “asceticism”… but who couldn’t keep his hands out of the till when he last held a responsible position, and who protected abusers and kiddie porn enablers (both of these are actual court cases, with actual convictions). If a guy can’t resist grabbing gelt and standing up for pervs, what does that tell you about the man involved? Shitbirds of a feather do travel together… bear that in mind when you hear a particular “clergyman” bloviate… Faina Georgievna was correct… some people are only full of parasites. Have a care… many are clergy. Remember, “The foulest flowers of evil grow in the shadow of the altar”… you forget that at your peril.
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