Category Archives: Wankers of the Week

Yup, that about sums up what it’s all about. A dirty, low-down fuckery full of pretended “gentlemen”, throwing money around and expecting to buy whatever they want, no matter who suffers. Photo courtesy the Torontoist, where there’s also an excellent … Continue reading →

In case you haven’t heard of it (or just plain heard it) yet, the above is a vuvuzela–South Africa’s official noisemaker of the World Cup. It looks like a traffic pylon, comes in plain or fancy colorations, and emits a … Continue reading →

An artist’s conception of Lake Pissadawampumaway. Let us pray that this fiscally irresponsible monstrosity never makes it off the drawing board. This, BTW, from the same fucking government that thinks the gun registry is a boondoggle–or so it tells all … Continue reading →

Ahem. A little mood music, maestro:Ah. That was lovely. And speaking of bustin’ out all over, how about all these scandalous wankers, caught with their pants down? Jeezus, haven’t they got anything better to do in this lovely springy weather?1. … Continue reading →

Hooboy! Summer came three weeks early this year, meaning I’ve been caught scrambling. I got my garden dug, tilled and planted in record time; the wild asparagus is growing so fast that I could be bending over a patch, peering … Continue reading →

Avid readers of Kurt Vonnegut may recognize the above as his self-portrait…or more specifically, his drawing of his own asshole, which can be found in Breakfast of Champions. What has that to do with this? Well, this week, I felt … Continue reading →

How’s that saying go: May bees don’t fly in December? Or something like that. Yes, this man LITERALLY has bees in his bonnet. Lucky him; he can do something about that. Unlike these wankers, whose bees, though figurative, are sadly … Continue reading →

Uh, dude? Money is an inanimate object. You are not. Besides, as Antonia pointed out this week, sleep deprivation is just plain old bad for you. So get some shut-eye, ‘kay?Meanwhile, here are some others who should also give it … Continue reading →

Yes, it’s May Day…but did you know where the cry of “Mayday!”, as a call for help, came from? Well, it’s French…and it simply means “Help me!” It seems especially appropriate as an end to such a fucking disastrous week. … Continue reading →

Holy terrors, holy mo,Forty fuckers in a row!Hear ’em holler, blast and blow–No more intro now, let’s go!1. Celestino Fucking Migliore. Yes, let’s ignore all the celibates raping all the kiddies, and fixate on the alleged slowdown in population growth … Continue reading →