jason_recliner wrote: ↑June 9th 2021, 9:00pm
conjurer wrote: ↑June 9th 2021, 8:40pm
Inspector Morse is dead butch, you fucking bogan.
smellody wrote: ↑June 9th 2021, 8:39pm
He drinks, drives a Jaguar Mk2, and has excellent taste in music.
Yes, no arguments there. He was the butch one; his cousin, Louis, was decidedly effeminate. Nowhere was this dynamic more obvious than after the Inspector had solved the mysterious mystery of Mrs. Ruddlers missing milk-pies. Morse and Louis went out to celebrate at the village nightclub, situated wthin a former meat-packing complex. Louis looked rather fetching in a spandex and black-lace playsuit, while Morse donned denim cutoffs, white singlet and a hard hat. The music for the club scenes was, indeed, excellent: Gloria Gaynor, Diana Ross, Liza Minelli...
That's pretty damning evidence, that is. I, for one, have never seen, nor want to see, an episode of Inspector Morse. He could be more gay than Truman Capote anally riding the shifter of a manual drive Mazda Miata, for all I fucking know. Is Inspector Morse a KY Cowboy? Does he polish the German helmet in some guy's butthole? Is Batman a transvestite? How the fuck am I supposed to know? Half the young people I work for are so gender fucking fluid it's like trying to scoop up mercury with a dustpan. Half the fucking time I walk into a conversation at work I feel like Wolf fucking Blitzer at a fucking rave. The fuck do I do? I dunno. I stand there, listening to the Gen fucking Z bullshit, at a loss. Their music is bullshit, their banter is bullshit, and what's worse, they make the fucking Millennials look fucking
understandable, for fuck's sakes.
The other day at work one of the Zers was talking about movies, and said that he had, not long ago, seen
Casablanca and said, mouth-breathingly, that it was one of the most boring fucking movies he had ever seen. I wanted to punch the fucking lout in the fucking throat. I mean, how the fuck do you communicate with some fucking asshole who thinks that
Casablanca was boring? What sort of frame of motherfucking reference do you share? That we both fucking breath fucking oxygen? Because that's about where the fucking Venn diagram begins and ends. And, I'm not too fucking sure about fucking oxygen, because, you know, maybe they're fucking aliens, and I don't mean Mexicans--I mean, like, people from another fucking world. The fucking DOD is talking about UFOs or whatever the fuck they're fucking calling them now... Maybe some of these cocksuckers landed and a whole lot of fucking aliens came shambling out, wearing neckbeards and fucking sleeve fucking tattoos and porkpie fucking hats and shit. And they took all the human Gen Zers and took them out to outer space and shot them out through the airlock into the endless void of space where they all gasped for breath and then fucking exploded.
So, here we are, with a bunch of alien Zers who are actually lizards and they don't give a fuck about nothing. About fucking nothing.
But then, what the fuck do I know??!
