Hold on tight, mate, 'cause this one's a proper corker: squirrels sportin' top hats. Yeah, I ain't pullin' your leg. It all starts way back in the 1800s when folks start seein' these tree-climbin' dandies.But wait, it gets even barmier. We ain't talkin' 'bout just one snazzy squirrel, oh no. Whole gangs of 'em were … Continue reading Googled alien squirrels in hats, don’t ask…
Category: Daily Nonsense
False Advertising
Step right up and dive into the whirlwind world of Felix Wylde! 🌟 Unveil the jaw-dropping tales of battles that'd make your heart race, secret soirees that'd raise your eyebrows, and those lines etched on his face – each a roadmap of life's daring twists and triumphant turns. Brace yourself for a rollercoaster ride through … Continue reading False Advertising
Sparky Future Living
In the days ahead, I reckon the future city will be one where you can enjoy vast, open spaces stretching for miles with your closest pal. Imagine this: homes buzzing with electricity, and the best bit? No bills, just a bit of maintenance.The rich folks do their thing, living it up, all without stepping on … Continue reading Sparky Future Living
Puppets, Possessions, Peculiarities
During my tender years, I was quite the connoisseur of the unusual and the extraordinary. My days were filled with the curious sight of goggly-eyed puppets, their movements oddly stilted and their expressions frozen in an eerie stillness. These marionettes, with their vacant gazes, seemed to dance to the tune of some otherworldly rhythm, enchanting … Continue reading Puppets, Possessions, Peculiarities
Chaos Brewing Elegantly
You know, there's this rather peculiar time of day that I find quite appealing. It's when I can just kick back, maybe with a cup of something warm, and observe all the crazy nonsense that seems to be swirling around the world. It's like a daily dose of absurdity that I can't help but find … Continue reading Chaos Brewing Elegantly
It’s that bleeding crow again…
In the twilight's somber embrace, as the melancholic shadows danced upon the canvas of my garden, a singular event occurred that ignited the dormant embers of my heart—none other than the appearance of a crow. Ah, dear reader, permit me to recount this most extraordinary occurrence with the wit and charm befitting the finest tales … Continue reading It’s that bleeding crow again…


