Mark Whittington continues (embarrassingly) to do self-therapy on line about his imaginary “Internet Rocketeers Club.”
I guess it’s cheaper than a real therapist. Though it doesn’t seem to be working, as the uncited delusions about this non-existent and nebulous organization persist.
The vicar had to undergo a delicate operation to extract the vegetable, one of a range of odd items medics in Sheffield have had to remove from people’s backsides or genitals.
Others include a can of deodorant, a cucumber, a Russian doll – and a carnation.
I really hate it when you accidentally fall bare-assed on a carnation.
[Update a while later]
This raised my eyebrows:
A hospital trust spokeswoman in Sheffield said: “Like all busy hospitals we do see some unusual accidents.
“But our staff deal with them in a discreet, professional and kind way.”
Yes, because there’s nothing more discreet than talking to a reporter for the Telegraph, and making it national (and on the web, therefore international) news.
Watching those video clips of the ACORN organizers giving speeches for Obama, one of them talks and acts like her IQ is about refrigerator temperature. And then there are those weird outfits, including the hats. It’s kind of frightening that these people vote at all, let alone register voters.