BY OUR MALICE COMBINED

King Ozymandias

rendered in stone with a

strident decree.

Says our dear traveller

(unsentimentally)

"All that remains is his

Although it was a setback for physics, I'm glad the particle naming rights issue led to the cancelation of Pizza Hut's Superconducting Super Collider in the early 90s, so the Double Stuffed Extra Cheese Topping Quark ended up just being named 'top quark.'

Airport Meeting [Explaining xkcd]

Transcript Under the Cut

It had started innocent enough, Outcast was easy to talk to. The banter flowed casually as they each chatted about the town, the weather, good food.

Jane honestly couldn’t remember who started flirting first.

But now she found herself leaning into Outcast, the taste of gunsmoke and cinnamon on her lips from the kiss she had stolen in the heat of the moment.

“O-oh I’m so sorry I just suddenly-“

The corner of those very lips Jane had just tasted quirked up into a lopsided grin.

“Well now, the Willows grow bold in Victoria I see.”

Jane was sure she went red to her horns, deeply thankful that being this close meant that the wide brim of Outcast’s hat shaded her face from the warm light of the halo hanging over it.

In her little burst of wild courage one of Jane’s hands hand risen up to Outcasts shoulder, while the other, driven by some distant memory of dance lessons….

Had landed right at Outcasts hip.

Directly above her gun.

Outcasts grip on Jane’s wrist was gentle but firm, she hadn’t even seen the gunslinger’s hand move but it had stopped her just shy of the revolver’s well worn grip.

“I promise I wasn’t trying to-“

Outcast gave Jane a reassuring squeeze, there wasn’t a hint of anger or irritation in her eyes. But something burned in them nonetheless.

“Easy now, I know darlin. It’s just… I think that one’s a mite big for for you is all.”

Jane felt her hand being moved, slowly and carefully, giving her every chance to slip free should she want to. She let it take her, guided leisurely from Outcast’s hip, across her thigh and farther toward center still until…

Jane felt heat through the sturdy material of Outcast’s pants, a perfect match for the fire behind her eyes.

Nigel Farage is the leader of Reform UK, a far right party who are currently in the process of a serious bid to become the UK government. they are just straight up evil.

Count Binface is an intergalactic space warrior with a bin on his head. he likes to run as a novelty candidate in general and mayoral elections. a big thing he likes to do is run as a candidate against the incumbent prime minister:

(Also pictured: Boris Johnson, Elmo)

Anyway, in brief:

Nigel Farage is currently in the midst of a big scandal about his finances

He has decided to deal with this by 1) making a show of nobly resigning from parliament and then 2) immediately running in the resulting by-election

He has stated that he is letting 'the people' judge his actions and implied that if he wins that will prove that he has been exonerated in the court of public opinion

His goal was presumably to get a big resounding win over the other parties, proving that The People still love him.

the other parties have thus far decided that this is a 'vanity election' and, well, there is one very easy way to ensure that he will not beat any of them, and that is simply not to play.

and as a result the only person who has so far confirmed they are running against him is Count Binface. no matter the outcome this makes Nigel Farage look like, u know, a fucking clown.