OK here’s something that I’ve been trying to figure out recently. People like ***** ******, ***** *******, and most of all ****** ***** have a disproportionate effect on the world. So naturally we want to talk about them, both as artists and users of social media. The problem that we immediately have is that – in the words of John Oliver – every time we mention their names they have a shattering orgasm.

Even people like ***** *; someone who you may not have ever heard anything nice about but have probably seen an article or two about things that they’ve said, absolutely love it when we talk about them even when we’re slagging them off. It’s very similar to *****’s other favourite pastime of bathing in bull semen – it looks terrible from the outside, but is the source of all their testosterone fuelled power.


….i’m thinking….


A friend once asked me what comedy was. That floored me. What is comedy? I don’t know. Does anybody? Can you define it? All I know is that I learned how to get laughs, and that’s all I know about it. You have to learn what people will laugh at, then proceed accordingly. Stan Laurel