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WANNNTTT!!!

From British designer Alan Dickinson

H/T Boing Boing

Oh, Sharon Cobb sent me this and it’s too good not to post.

MOTOR racing boss Max Mosley yesterday admitted to a court he was hooked on kinky sex – but insisted Nazis were a turn-off.

Mosley, 68, who is suing over loss of privacy after he was filmed in an orgy with hookers, told how he was interested in S&M from a young age.

He said he got a “thrill” out of being spanked by scantily clad prostitutes and beating them, insisting it was “a perfectly harmless activity”.

Formula 1 boss Mosley – son of the British Fascist leader Sir Oswald – said he could think of few things as “unerotic” to him as Nazis.

He also said Jean, his wife of 48 years, knew nothing of his fetish.

Now don’t go thinking that’s the whole story. There’s much more.

Let’s think about this. Mosley is 68. He says he’s a bit deaf (as yours truly is temporarily.) There is an audio recording. I cannot even begin to get into the whole “Nazis aren’t sexy but being sadomasochistic is just plum groovy fun.”

As you know, I’m still reeling from the loss of Weekly World News not hiring me.

I wonder if The Sun would hire me. I could do some smash up work on Bigfoot, Zombies and The Labour Party. They need more of that and I’m their girl.

I’m still trying to figure this out.

Children of the Corn was a goofy-assed horror movie that I was quite charmed by.

I offer you Mabel of the Corn:

And Duff of the Corn

I think I want to be in horror movie before I die. If not, I’ll just make my own.

Dog Zombies Of The Corn.

I guess the next pet I get needs to be named Malachai.

As I’ve written before on this blog, during the summer SQ and I usually watch Big Brother. Last year, I threw my hands in the air because I just couldn’t stand it anymore. The stupid twists. People knowing each other. The blinding racism.

We must entertain ourselves in Hoots. We make friendly wagers. I won (although I didn’t win the points system) last year by betting on Evel Dick. I quit watching it though because it just wore me out.

But I’m a bit intrigued about this summer’s edition. Mainly because the shows producers are looking at putting people in house who are conservative and liberal.

Say what?

You got my attention.

There is another Hooters’ bartender on the cast. Seems to be a tradition.

As those of you who read this blog with any frequency know that I’m usually pretty positive. Those days have changed. I’ve become a conspiracy theorist. No, really, I have.

The issue comes down to that I find that I watch our government and I see things happening and faux issues pushed to the forefront to create white noise so we don’t see what’s really happening. We see good bills die in Congress because of additions and attachments that make the entire thing nonsensical. We see politicians make compromises that honestly don’t have any rhyme or reason. In many ways, our nation is tired. Maybe it’s just me.

And I sit here drinking my second cup of coffee on this fine Tuesday morning, one of the lead stories on CNN is about Alex Rodriguez and Madonna.

Sheesh.

I guess nothing else is happening.

Silly me.