I saw an angler try to beat one to death when I was a kid. He hooked the thing and it landed on the bank staring at him. Then grabbing a lump of wood started beating on it’s head. He beat on that fish for five minutes and it just kept staring at him, daring […]
Here at the Tales we don’t normally do this sort of thing but its been a slow couple of weeks and other distractions are keeping me from the good work recently so if you are longing to see some people vilified proceed here without delay and read the always excellent 50 Most Loathsome People of […]
When there’s nothing else to talk about as Elimare pointed out, what to do? Why sneer at Hollywood of course. The dream factory for Edison’s Marvel.
And so here on these very webpages your correspondent will take it upon himself each lunar month to plunge into the muck and take a deep sniff at the […]
Ladies and gentlemen I bid you all a tardy welcome to 2006. I hope the proceeding twelve months will find you all in good spirits and genial temperament. For myself I will be providing you with more of the fabulous and outrageous entertainments you have come to enjoy here and I hope they will not […]
Lives and works in the rare 'auld times.
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