‘Examine me like one of your French specimens.’
“See, it’s a generational thing. To you a troll is someone who leaps out on travellers, hides under bridges, all that stuff. To me he’s Kr’zz who keeps the corner shop.”
“My legs are a graffiti wall for brambles.”
“The Bluetooth is flakier than the Singing Detective eating a Greggs pasty.”
“I’m taking notes about this scene, mentioning the Governor, the Banker, the Bishop and the Duke, and I realise this sounds like The Hunting of the Snark. That wasn’t a good thing to say in front of the GM, was it?”
“No manual safety on this. The manual safety for a rifle like this is ‘don’t put a cartridge in it’…”
“There are just not enough meat-themed girl groups around these days, and I think that that should change.”
What about Grills Aloud?
“Some old time singer died.” —- my daughter informing me of Ozzie Osborn’s death.
tbf she’s not exactly wrong…
1980 was just 5 years ago!
Nah, 20 years ago
Which is weird because I was just at a concert by a musician I first saw in 2005, and while 1980-2000 was 20 years, 2005-2025 was nowhere near 20 years.