Here’s the thing: I liked Downton Abbey. I think Helen Mirren’s The Queen is a superb movie. If I was pressed to name my favorite (current) TV series, I might say The Crown.
I am, you could safely say, a confirmed Anglophile — when it comes to fiction.
Here’s the rub: I think the British monarchy, circa 2022, is a joke.
Now that England is crowning King Charles the Tampon, it might be a good time to dispense with it.
I usually get sick to death of trendy cliches, like “sick to death.” But for some odd reason, I’m still a bit tickled by “across the pond.”
Speaking of jokes, is there a bigger one than this woman?
She must be setting back the agenda of lesbian black women by a good 20 years.
Nah, that’s just dreaming on my part. They probably love her.
Why I could never be King of England: I post naughty pictures on the Internet.
Why Queen Elizabeth was such a success: She’d never pose for naughty pictures.
Then again, there was that whole Charles-wants-to-be-a-tampon thing.
I keep stumbling on pictures of naked girls who look strikingly like women I once knew. Or is it really them?
Either I need to stop surfing porn sites … or I need to do it more often.
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