Oh, poor, put-upon white guys. The deck is sooo stacked against them.
Ah-well everybody’s heard about the bird.
Eh. I give up. Just Google “Booby Trap” “Orlando.”
Well, that’s a shame. This one isn’t an aerial shot, but imagine it in pink and shot from overhead: https://www.orlandosentinel.com/resizer/7LzutwGikzP2NmXroFPLIDFngtw=/1200×0/top/arc-anglerfish-arc2-prod-tronc.s3.amazonaws.com/public/6RSLKW5GMNBGVJIXIV3ZE56U3M.jpg
For years in Orlando, FL, there was an infamous strip club that was originally called The Booby Trap. The building was two domes with central circular skylights, with the domes originally painted pink and the skylights a darker pink. Here’s the one aerial shot of the building I could find: https://1.bp.blogspot.com/qftkOHnCP-Y/R-K_onVaG8I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/ctmUehh3U_Q/s400/IMG1274.JPG
I wish I could remember the name of the cable access program I ran across a few times that consisted of crowd shots of people at open-air masses, hand drawings of hydra-headed flowcharts of conspiracy theories, and voice-over from a woman braying what she said were revelations from the Virgin Mary in a voice that sounded like an robocaller AI imitating Edith Massey.
I’ve tried to like it, but even when it’s cooked right (according to my asparagus-loving partner,) to me it still tastes like slightly acrid twigs and smells like pee. I also think Brussels sprouts taste like burned plastic.
“Debunked” by the right-wing Daily Express and Piers Morgan.
The Calvinball strips always make me think of the last time we see Rosalyn.
If you push something hard enough, it will fall over.