I’m waiting for porn producers to use “Deep State” as the title of a film series.
Today’s rally from the Washington Post:
A sparsely attended rally in support of the mob that overran the U.S. Capitol began Saturday, as dozens of demonstrators gathered within view of the building where five people lost their lives amid a pro-Trump riot on Jan. 6.
Paging Mr Tingle! Mr Tingle to the butt-phone!
Non-porn producers got there first.
Odds look better for that one than they do for “Dry County”.
Let alone “A Great Country for Old Men.”
Whomp, whomp.
nyuk-nyuk-nyuk *slap" OOOF!.
It has apparently already been done, although only a single film, not a series. Bonus conspiracy points: It’s an all-male title.
Washington D.C. is full of dark and seedy secrets; so of course, Dark Alley took a trip down to get in on some of that…
That was the first album I bought on CD. Still love it, which I can’t really say about all the albums I bought that year.
What am I missing? That there’s a black guy in that white crowd, or ??
Oh, no, I just thought it was a pathetic showing and a sad rendition of the song. There are almost more cameras than people there, and the fact that they couldn’t even get a good singer was kind of the icing on the cake for me.
Ah, okay thanks. It really was a pathetic little gathering of snowflakes. Not even enough for a decent snowball.
Oh, wow, that reminded me. Anyone in the northeast will remember, a few years ago we had SO much snow. In cities like Boston, they were having to truck it out to suburban parking lots and such. In the spring when it melted, it revealed troves of garbage. Some of the banks didn’t melt until mid summer. It was a big, gross deal.
Seems like an analogy for this post-TFG-administration era. The huge heaps of grungy snowflakes are melting and revealing all the garbage we have to deal with.
The real first smells of spring: cigarette butts and dog poop.
Plus these days, masks. (So many masks, ugh.)