LaosLover

No one has seriously thought this since the film, Carry On Nurse, circa 1959. Luckily, we are fortunate enough to have one of the legendary stars of the Carry On films, Sid James, as a regular poster here. Hopefully, he will weigh in.

I saw this (was dragged to it) in New York and the likewise show in Mexico City about Frieda Kahlo. Def worth a spliff up first. Moderately trippy, go off peak (late afternoon). It's an example of how people want to experience art in the age of low attention spans and having something to instagram. Not for me or people of my late age, but well done for what it is. I was def reminded of the Banksy docu film title, Exit Through The Giftshop. It's all about the gift shop. I didn't pay (god forbid), but I believe it was uni-priced in both instances.

This faux-outrage will date badly and quickly. Remember when they started colorizing old black and white films and people moaned about it? Ted Turner bought the intellectual PROPERTY rights to those films and decided they were more profitable in color. When was the last time you heard of people getting mad about colorized film? Is there a person here who'd rent the black and white version over the colorized one with the sound cleaned up? Relatedly, my inbred Appalachian inlaws bought the DVD's of the old Dukes of Hazard show because libruls had CGI-removed the confederate flag on the car in the show -Ol' Robert E Lee. They did it for their children, for "heritage". But who will explain to those children what a DVD is? The world moves on, get over it.

If you're an old <deleted> who wants to fast, I suggest a little chicken broth or miso soup in the mix too. You need some protein, even while fasting. I fasted for 3 days at a Zen monastery and they were very adamant about that.

They call it intellectual PROPERTY. That means the person who owns the PROPERTY can do whatever they want with it. Because it's PROPERTY. Righties used to be all about property rights. But now they love Russia too. What next switcheroo turnaround will blow my mind next?

Nope. 11 million defections is a fact. I suppose you're waiting for Milli Vanilli to make a comeback too. We didn't get a wall or $100 a month health insurance. Your guy was asleep at the wheel then and just a leg-clinging whiner now.

Thanks for nothing. Now I can't get that ladyboy picture out of my mind.

She refers to it as raising the dead.

São Paulo is the new Mecca. It def helps if you like 'em big in the can.

All I have to say about your opinion is: I don't give a hoot. I bought Trink's bio on Khao San Road. How that book ended up in hippie-ville will remain a mystery like the pyramids.

T-Beach guy, as always, it comes down to personal experience. You did noble duty as an NHS nurse and saw a lot of government disfunction. I worked as a government analyst and saw a lot of stuff get fixed. The repubs first bit in office is to fire all the analysts because they fear facts like Superman fears kryptonite. So instinctively, I'm not a fan. The gov -like yourself in your career- does the hard stuff that no one wants to do or even will do. The repubs always just try to kick the can down the road and cut taxes for their pals.

Your blind faith in Fattie is going to work out about as well as your Thai marriage. I guess for you, disappointment is a kind of drug. Me? I like a big government, free-spending techocrat who can reach across the aisle and get some pot holes filled. And that most def is/was not your guy.

I told her: When I eventually go limp, I can still lick. She said I was quite the romantic.

Please explain the love affair. You're a well travelled, very erudite atheist. No Trumpite would want anything to with you. They'd actually prefer me. You'd actually prefer me. What gives?

They live where I Am Woman was written. And yet, they did nothing.

Hated in the Greek Islands, detested in Tenerife. But now as a half-brit (and therefore only a 50% alcoholic), I must now my defend my chav brethren. Imagine if the scum of my native Staten Island, New York had access to dirt cheap airfares to classy places? Would it be any better? Answer: Yeah, a bit, but not much. The democratization of travel is a good thing. Until it isn't. Counterpoint: 'Was just at the last Koh Phagnan full moon party and it was at least 65% young brit. No problems, exemplary behavior. Maybe ecstasy on tap at Wetherspoon's is the solution to ASBO-plagued Ol' Blighty. Final verdict: I'd rather be on vacation with the guy sleeping on the park bench then with Mr Sensitive posting above, huffily posting a picture of a urinal with his fatuous and zany "take THAT, rapscallion" throw down.

I'm free speech absolutist so she should not be censored in anyway. Full disclosure: I'd do her, but only from behind so as not to have to see that claymation face.

Loving the new poll that shows people finally using the brain that god gave them and abandoning patriotism and religion in droves. Comical graph with arrows pretty much just pointing straight down. So exactly the dross that repubs are selling to ever diminishing (but ever more fervent) numbers. They are offering feathery quill pens in a Tik Tok world. Fatty likes to talk about "retribution"; it's coming and coming hard in 19 months.

To toss in a beloved Brit-ism: And what ABOUT a nymphomaniac classy enough to bring home to mom? Reader, I married her.

Fair play. If I turn up outside The Coliseum in Rome with my American accent, I'm in for a proper kicking. I'm surprised that even a single foreigner tour has even taken place.

I once went on an internet date with a woman who said she was looking for "a sensitive CEO". I laughed in her face. You don't get to be the CEO by being famous for your sensitivity. She asked me what I was looking for. I told her: "A nymphomaniac who's classy enough to bring home to Mom". Then she laughed in my face back. The word for people who want partners that do not and can not exist in the real world is: Single.

Sorry, you've gone too far. He found a way to not ever do any real actual work and get paid for sitting on a stool in Nana Plaza. And then he went back to NZ and continued to do no real actual work and just report what other stool-sitters said, or possibly just make it all up whole cloth. He's like a god to me.

I'm still hitting it about every other week (me 70, her 60 -white woman, rare here, I know). But we've def bulked up. Bondage-wise, I'd need double the rope from 10 years ago.

As a dedicated pot head, I've been to Amsterdam 22 times. My wife said: "You must really love Anne Frank". And I'm half English and lived in Suffolk for 8 years. As I would always tell them down at the pub when they asked me what I thought about England: "I never saw white people act so bad". And: I've seen Brits urinating NEXT to those urinals.

American tourists are hated for bad dressing and loud talking. The English tourist is only happy in a river of vomit and urine. Thank god the Chinese buffet hogs have arrived on the scene to take the heat off of them. And who are the main complainers about American bad dressing and loud talking? That would be the English.