Bryan Blessed

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It's good but it's no Police Academy.

You can have that Top Tip if you want, @vizcomic.bsky.social
Just add FILM BUFFS at the start, I guess.

Gute Besserung!

I never felt ill in my life until I stopped smoking prodigious quantities of skunk. Coincidence?

Makes you think.

When someone says that John Williams or John Barry or Ennio Morricone or Jerry Goldsmith or whoever is the greatest film composer of all time, just ask "Oh, did he write the theme tune from Police Academy?", and they'll immediately realise their mistake.

Of course, ALL Brent Spiner facts are fun.

Fun Brent Spiner fact: he shares a birthday with Lieutenant Commander Data!

If she was going to misquote Orwell (and misunderstand the actual quote she was misquoting), she should have put her shoulder into it a bit more.
"If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to drive a dog to a quarry and shoot fuck out of it - and have an affair on a government gak plane."

RENEWAL! RENEWAL! RENEWAL!

Accidental Aardman.

Absolute horticultural bodying from the bold Reverend. Lovely stuff.

I'm not thinking about all the stories I've been told over the years about the Catman of Greenock.

Just a guy doing his bit. People make Glasgow.

Reminded me of the wee guy hoovering up puddles on Argyll Street with a Dyson one Saturday.

Thank you for your attention to this matter.

Revenge plots of daffodils

The daffodil chat at this time of year always reminds me of the lad who got his P45 off Rotherham council so used his notice period to spell out "BOLLOCKS" with bulbs on the bypass road verge - then waited for Spring to spring...

You're only as old as the bony scouser you buy the pills off, as I always say.

The inset photo gives off huge "was led away by police following a dawn raid on his property" vibe.

This look will go down a storm in the Berlin clubs. Bagsy first dance!

Everyone in 2026:
Don't post anything online that could be misconstrued by the police and lead to your arrest.

Bob Marley in 1973:
This next song is about how I definitely, definitely murdered a senior law enforcement professional with a gun.

Sam Altman inspiring more confidence in his ability to control his torment nexus business.

The WOPR computer from off of War Games (1983), dir. John Badham but the Sickos guy is watching it quietly plot humankind's demise.

My 10 cents...

The very first thing I'll do when I'm proclaimed the UK's Supreme Leader is reboot and divide up the role of the Home Secretary. Literally the only way to be seen to succeed is to be demonstrably more extreme than your predecessor. It's a game of diminishing returns that can't go on forever.

I'm a bit obsessed by this picture, gang. I mean, there is absolutely no context you can apply to it that doesn't scream evil intent, is there?
Just, why?!

WE USED TO BE A COUNTRY!

Honestly, until far too recently, much to my confusion, I thought when people talked about 'gooners' they meant Arsenal fans.

I've got this as my earworm today and only myself to blame. I am, of course, singing "Sausage, sausage" to myself, however.

How I feel when someone knocks me.

The bold Gordo used to frequent a chip shop near me when I lived in Edinburgh. Great chippy sauce, that place. Did a mean king rib supper too.

So that's my Gordon Strachan story.

Indeed.

Shabana Mahmood channelling her inner 1930s prison camp guard energy for a photoshoot.

The Stalin doctored photo meme but it's Stalin and Mahmood and it's not her who's getting photoshopped out.

OPTICS!

We just got tickets for ABBA Voyage Voyage, gang.