The big soccer final is this weekend. A coupla dozen limp wristed shirt-swappers are going to chase a leather balloon around a paddock in Yokohama to ascertain who can get it to the back of the net the most when it counts. Wake me when it's over.
Threatening to eclipse the big event is a turn-up in Pomgolia (Limeria, Wasp Island, England) where the classic tale of The Hunchback of Notre Dame is having to undergo nomeclative surgery in order that hunchbacks not be offended.
Political correctness takes place in the places fewer people really give a shit.
The Bell Ringer of Notre Dame is still going to be as ugly as fifty pigs and lust after the underaged Esmerelda. Poor misunderstood Quasimodo. Poor deformed, illiterate, deaf Froggy toe-rag.
If only he'd used his testicles for niceness instead of evil.
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