And here we all are at Twitter. Or, as I call it, these days, "oh what the fuck has he said now??"
About this card: seriouslyI may be a Rapscallion but I also have high standards. This is why I absolutely refuse to drink in a bar that lets people like me through the door. A lot of people ask me how to get started as a Rapscallion but we have a very strict dress code and I always try to talk them out of it. You know, a Rapscallion is only three nice suits away from becoming a bounder. It's why I can't own nice suits.
RT @mental_floss: Elva Zona Heaster: The Ghost Who Helped Solve Her Own Murder — https://t.co/xFcQtepVUv https://t.co/GReBjBersH
I like to reminisce about the days when we could talk about the 1%. These days, we DREAM of that sort of wealth distribution...
Puzzlingly, the one thing Google has never learned about me is that I block, disable and ignore all advertisements.