Merci to Resa for this most fantabulous post about that there Manchester (of this here England), this dumb website, and my jaundice-stricken Gravatar (the yellow thing).
You can read the entirety of her post over on her posting thing (website). Do so and forever behave yourselves.
Meanwhile, as it’s a celebration of everything Professional Moron, don’t forget to do something stupid at least once today. It’s in honour of us!
Direct from the offices of Professional Moron
Every trick in the book,
All that he can find,
To make you laugh so hard you cry, and blow your mind,
Yet, just when you think you have his hysterical humour number down, he dazzles you with: a serious in depth book, movie, music, artist, video game or sports review!
I, the Queen of Hearts, hereby charge the esteemed editor of Professional Moron, Mr. Wapojif, (aka ‘Oron, so nicknamed by Resa & ‘Olly – ‘Ouse of ‘Eart)
with recipe crimes involving Marmite and Bovril!
Don’t let his charm and smooth talking ways make you pick any number, say a two,
He’ll always have an Ace up his sleeve!
You never know what you’ll find in an alley. Look, I found a paste-up of a promo shot of The Beach Boys taken in Manchester Sq. London, 1964, a mere 4…
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