I deleted Facebook, messenger and WhatsApp. Anyone who doesn’t want to use signal has my number to SMS text. Which is shit and chargeable. They may come around.

Patrick Stewart is like that joke about Japan living in the year 2000 since the 80s

Hugh’s That Girl?

What’s Love Got To Hugh With It?

Hugh Can Play That Game

A Hugh Good Men

How Am I Supposed to Live Without Hugh?

Hughdunnnit

I would welcome a Bitish competitive elimination reality show based only on that name. Hugh Dares, Wins or something.

Reminds me of a comedy sketch in the 90s with I think Hugh Laurie, set in a scifi scene.

Alien Woman: “Captain, tell me about your human emotion, love”

Hugh: <long description of how love is the primal essence of humanity and the fundamental element that binds us together>

Alien Woman: “I see. So what is oral sex?”

Hugh: <stammers>

Dad was the bad parent, therefore mum was the good one

My cat and I are celebrating our third anniversary.

In the 90s I was a teenager and I took a friend with me visiting family in Japan. I can’t read more than about 100 kanji, probably less now.

We found a vending machine, a small one not the usual fridge size ones, just on the street. I was trying to figure out what it was selling, it didn’t look like anything I recognised. We both smoked so I could just about recognise the words for pregnancy and something negative or anti, like a health warning.

We were there for a good 10 minutes and a few elderly people had taken notice of us and were giving us weird stares, proper WTF faces. My virgin ass finally figures out they’re condoms, the kanji are the equivalent of Contra, Ceptive, and we bolt.

Propranolol on the streets, Zopiclone in the sheets.