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Black Friday

Lend me now your stump of an ear, me foul brethren of the sea. Avast yer drinkin', yer wenchin', and hearken ye now to me. For tis a fresh yarn I have to tell; of bridled legality. Read More »

Caveat Emptor

But let's give the fine people at No-Contact Jackets a break. After all, they're in the business of selling electric shock jackets to protect women from the numberless hordes, not statistics, even if one of them does go to MIT. Read More »

Bleeping Beauty

To rescue her, the prince not only has to kill the evil drag queen, but must first hack his way through a forest of thorns, which resemble nothing so much as the most threatening, coarsest and blackest patch of pubic hair ever animated. Read More »

One Bad Apple

I considered this for a moment, and then asked him if he knew where the Donny and Marie Osmond albums were. He ponderously led me to them, indicating them with a sniff and derisive wave of his hands. "Thanks," I said, "Just checking," and left him there, all a-quiver. Read More »

Ahoy, Me Hearties!

I tell ye it is fair to look upon the sun rising in the morn. And it gladdens the cockles of me heart to capture a maid wellborne. But the thing I ever wish to see, is damned Rosen bereft, forlorn. Read More »