Nightmare before Christmas sequel, but Jack tries to take over pride month. There’s no conflict the gays love it and the make a mega holiday that lasts from June to November called pride-o-ween
A few years back my mates and I were dressed up for Halloween and my cat furry roommate (good guy, furries are entertaining folks) was wearing his partial suit out with us. We were in Boston proper and all of us were on a budget at the time, so the only option for a late night drink and dinner open to us was a place called Dick’s Last Resort.
If you’ve never been, the big draw at Dick’s is that they’re dicks to you. The staff are sarcastic, they throw your menus and straws and shit at you, and they make you hats that say mean stuff.
I don’t get it either. So anyways, we’ve got – I’ll call him Frank – the cat with us, and Frank’s 100% ready to go fuck with Dicks,
so we head on in.
The waitress starts doing her bit, but the cat in the room has thrown off her game and she doesn’t really know how to handle Frank in Full Cat mode.
He points out the drink he wants without speaking, with a paw, on the menu and she asks for an ID and starts saying ‘I swear to god your ID better have a big fuckkin’ cat on it or-“
She threw his licence back at us and walked away speechless. Didn’t talk to us the rest of the evening.
Anyways, I dug up this old photo today and thought it deserved to be preserved for posterity. So here you go, the day Frank broke Dicks.
Edit: My roomie’s been getting linked this post like crazy! He also gave me permission to post his twitter. You should follow him because he’s hilarious and lovely.
Freelancing in technical theater means you’re on a lot of different email lists. People need a crew, they send out an email, you respond with your availability. Now, most people start these with things like “hey folks” or “hi everyone”. Neal is not most people.
His openers started off innocent enough.
Then, he started to push boundaries.
And as you can see, it has spiraled out of control since then.
Tag yourselves. I’m the anteater in a suit who thinks he can pass.
In addition to the disgusting pledge to destroy public housing Giorgio Mammoliti posted on Facebook today, he has also seemingly endorsed Faith Goldy for mayor.
Hey if people want to get rid of Mammoliti, his major challenger is Tiffany Ford (no relation to Doug Ford). She’s a progressive black woman and previously held a position as a School Board trustee for the Toronto District School Board from 2014 to 2018:
From her website, these are her campaign priorities:
1. Create affordable housing and childcare
Advocate for increased funding for repairs in Toronto Community Housing units
Build more affordable housing
Advocate for affordable childcare spaces and services
2. Develop youth and senior programming
Create safe community spaces for youth to gather, build skills, and be active
Work with partners to increase before and after school programs
Develop breakfast clubs
Create stimulating programming for seniors
3. Advance community and economic development
Support more businesses through small business promotions and developing fairs and events to showcase local business in community spaces
Promote local small businesses to the rest of Toronto Promote youth entrepreneurship through programming and partnerships
Attract more businesses to Ward 7 and work with developers to build more shopping infrastructure
Bring more affordable grocery stores to the community
4. Establish a community advisory council
Close the significant gap between city council and the community
Amplify voices in Ward 7 at decision-making tables
5. Provide accessible transportation
Support the development of the LRT to bring a swift, economical solution that will meet ridership needs in the ward
Work with Metrolinx to address valid community concerns about congestion and interrupting the flow of customers to small businesses
Advocate for increased bus/transit routes in remote areas of the community
6. Community safety
Develop a neighbourhood watch program
We need long-term solutions that get at root problems of gun violence. This includes addressing poverty, including affordable housing and lack of jobs. We need to invest in youth, which means supporting their leadership capacities and challenging harmful narratives that diminish their confidence and stigmatize their community. The answers must be more upstream than simply increasing police and surveillance
look at the two of them. dressed to the nines. silks from france and cotton from egypt. chanel on them both. they’re at a party neither of them was invited to, but so damn good looking that no one in their right mind would turn them away at the door. the woman – titties free under that dress, scoping out women in salacious flapper dresses in gloves created from 100,000 insects’ life work. the man – smoking a cigarette he took out from the mouth of one of the millionaires at the party, saying nothing but giving him a slow smile and a wink. the flower in his lapel is fake. dying plants in your clothing is such a hideous fashion. the both of them haven’t spoken to anyone there, though everyone has tried. they stand on the stairs staring at the heterosexual proles gathered below them together, and the two of them wonder if those fools realize that they’re outclassed, that in every way, they’ve been outdone. they leave early with a bottle of champagne in each fist, and no one stops them.
This is the most extra analysis I have ever seen of anything ever and I agree with all of it
Stopfkuchen (1891), Wilhelm Raabe. I’m really starting to wish I could find other people who’ve read this so I could continue with the jokey description.
“But wasn’t her father a murd—-”
Tubby: “SORRY CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THIS IDYLLIC FARM”
Valentina: (putting down cookbook) “Look, If you don’t stop pestering us, I WILL let my husband tell you about his fossil collection until you beg for mercy.”
“Um, btw darling, I’ve been meaning to tell you… I know who
actually killed that guy your father is supposed to have murdered.”
“WAIT WHAT WHO?!”
“It’s complicated. Mind if I explain in a really meandering roundabout
way? That’s kind of how I do things.”