Actually, the formal name of this group is the Yeomen Warders of Her Majesty's Royal Palace and Fortress the Tower of London, not to be confused with the Yeomen of the Guard, a completely separate organization. Confusing those two will mark you as a complete moron. I learned that from Wikipedia. Speaking of which, feel free to turn "What am I, Wikipedia?" into the hot new catch-phrase. Saying that will mark you as a hip, cool follower of Deadpan Inc. to those in the know.
Here's a photo of Moira Cameron, the first female Yeoman of the Guard in their 1,000-year history. Seriously, dudes, couldn't you wait for the second female Beefeater before starting with the dirty talk? Way to sully history, Beefeaters.
Yay! Technical problem finally figured out. A new episode for your enjoyment. Was it worth the wait? I've been waiting so long to post this, it's hard for me to say. Nothing is really funny after the eleventh viewing.
I'm having trouble publishing two new episodes through xtranormal, which is apparently in the midst of a major system upgrade. Please stay in touch -- Brad and Lily will be back soon.
In the meantime, enjoy this cool thing I had nothing to do with (but really like). I forgot Jerry Seinfeld was in this movie.
Why are the French so protective of their language? True, it is a beautiful language. Are they worried that if it gets watered down with English words, it won't be as useful in seducing tourists?
I'm surprised Brad didn't go with "crescent roll." I had high hopes for this one, but the ending feels weak. C'est la vie. Feel free to leave a comment with your own suggestion for Americanizing a French word used by English speakers.
Most of what I write is serious business. This blog offers a healthy outlet for my inexplicable need to write nonsense and entertain my friends. Enjoy.