Yeah, "Wave of Mutilation" was my bit, while "What Lice Beneath" was someone else.
For my efforts, I was featured as an old pervert who gets rather gruesomely dispatched by a swarm (wave?) of the mutilating lice.

It was, and is, and I'm not but I did anyway.

I saw Ninja Assassin in Manila. The cinema itself was enormous. It was also air conditioned. There was a fair amount of chatting during the film. I suspect a lot of people went there as a cheap way to get out of the heat.

Let him be as cute and endearing as he is in his Insta, but then he's caving in ribcages without breaking a sweat.

They'll just follow the trail of toxic sludge.

Sure but I'd go so far as to say you could be so happy in pretty much any $25 million mansion.

The secret is a fuckload of butter.

"Please excuse me, my pants are beshitten" is a great way to get out of a meeting.

*Manager looking over your bank statements*
"Best we can do is Graham Crabb"

A blog?! In the style of the Ancients!

No gravy, but a lot of mash. They were delicious.