Reads a bit like the brains at Sky aren’t too happy about the fresh (thin) coat of paint on the old canker.

Pile on, where do they sell that?

The hubris of Adelaide thinking it could win a duel with Antalya.

I love that reheat the leftovers is all they have, and that’s as true for Victoria’s LOTO as for Josh.

It’s funny to be riding along a bicycle-way underneath the sky-rail and think: if it was in the power of those wastrels, none of this would be here. Especially in the North.

You have to wonder how many seats the Victorian Liberal Party would actually have if it didn’t receive endless agitprop in its favour from the local and national media.

In a “the workers have no country” sense, they’re right.

Lady Gaga has an opportunity to do the funniest thing ever with “Swine.”

I am one of the kinkiest people on the planet, but having to market myself like a thing on a shelf is a level of degradation that even I struggle with.

“Let me break down how his policy is something other than what his policy is.” Oh, Benjamin…