Jesus fucking Christ! I have a huge sign on my door saying "No solicitors, protective dogs inside." So what happens? Someone fucking knocks on my door and the dogs go wild. I had it, and let him have it. People have no basic respect.

Great googly moogly.

"On October 23, 1983, Hezbollah, a group that was then known as Islamic Jihad, carried out a terrorist attack on the U.S. and French barracks in Beirut, Lebanon. The attack killed 299 people, including 241 U.S. service members, 58 French paratroopers, and six Lebanese civilians. The bombing was the deadliest single-day attack on U.S. Marines since the Battle of Iwo Jima in 1945."

But let us mourn for them today.

No. Israel didn't remotely blow up "random people". It remotely blew up people who are members of Hezbollah.

#DadJoke

I remember when “Stayin’ Alive” was a catchy song, not a goal.

I wish people would be honest and just say, "No, in fact, Israel shouldn't exist," and not hide behind weaselly formulations.

So, it was a case of "use it or lose it".

It is simply a fact among certain sectors that Israel is never allowed to strike at people who want to see it destroyed.

"House of Games" is not "University Challenge", that's for sure.

God, these people are morons.

The UN is useless.

OK. I'm watching "House of Games" on BBC Two. The question is "when was Guy Fawkes executed?". NONE OF THEM KNOW!

I fucking know! And it's not even my history!

Yeah, have a cold, staying home today.

Mossad's new motto: Don't fuck with us. We'll make your pants explode.

And the Iranian ambassador to Lebanon also had a Hezbollah-issued pager which assploded??

Hezbollah will be using this in the future for communication.

Good morning.

Query: HOW THE HELL DO YOU HACK INTO PAGERS TO MAKE THEM EXPLODE??

OK, back just to relate this anecdote.

I was driving to work this morning, and out of my driver-side side-view mirror I saw one of those god-awful Cybertrucks coming up on me in the left lane. And the thing it reminded me the most was the APC in "Aliens". Such a fucking ugly piece of shit.

OK, goodnight.

OK, I'm three rye whiskeys in, and I have a blog post to finish. Nytol.

Make Poof Diddly confess to killing Tupac.