JNCO Jeans are back in style! Time to put away bell bottoms (both skinny and baggy).

It’s the same with cats.

Are you saying that the WORM didn’t exist? That’s heresy.

If you look into the bowl, there is another face. This face has the look of fear, joyful fear.

Sounds like you needed a poop knife.

I was at the bar with my Uncle when we were talking to a Newfoundlander and non-Newfoundlander. The non-Newfoundlander was amazed my Uncle could understand the Newfoundlander.

We still have to experiment the theory of the dead Grand Ma being a witch. Does anyone have a duck?

In the early years Warhammer 40k was satire on conservatives, Marget Thatcher,

We can add to that Priestley’s lived experience in mid 20th century Britain; the long-tail of the Second World War and the end of British Empire; the ongoing civil discontent of the '70s and '80s between trade unions and the government; the UK’s ongoing military operations in Northern Ireland; state sanctioned support for the South African Apartheid government; and the Falklands war. All fed into an early 40k corpus that was politically charged and anti-authoritarian.

Even so, the game’s general message was typical of most punk pop culture of the period: authorities are oppressive, corrupt, and bureaucratic; advanced warfare is still barbaric; systems of oppression inevitably create the rebellions that they use to justify themselves; and so on.

https://www.wargamer.com/warhammer-40k/satire

From the very beginning, Warhammer 40,000 wasn’t a straight military setting. It was a joke; a loud, gaudy, aggressively unsubtle joke told by people who were deeply suspicious of power and perfectly willing to mock it. The early writers weren’t trying to smuggle politics into a neutral universe; they were holding up a funhouse mirror to the authoritarian impulses of the late twentieth century and exaggerating them until they became grotesque. The Imperium wasn’t designed to be admired. It was designed to be too much; too cruel, too bureaucratic, too pious, too militarised. A warning dressed up as a wargame.

The satire was everywhere. The Imperium’s bureaucracy was so swollen it became a character in its own right, a kind of cosmic Civil Service (perhaps a DMV for our American cousins?) with skulls glued to it. The Inquisition was a parody of purity culture, a machine that valued suspicion over truth and zeal over competence. Space Marines were propaganda posters made flesh, the state’s ideal soldier stripped of humanity and sold back to the public as salvation. Even the tagline: “In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war”. This wasn’t a mission statement. It was a punchline. A bleak little wink that said: this is what happens when a society builds itself entirely around fear and obedience.

https://norerolls.co.uk/2026/02/03/the-strange-half-life-of-politics-and-satire-in-warhammer-40000/

In order to sell pot in Canada, you would need a license from the Federal government.

https://www.canada.ca/en/health-canada/services/drugs-medication/cannabis/industry-licensees-applicants.html

Growing and selling vegetables would mostly depend on local By-laws.

Blue orcs are lucky an’ don’t require meritocracy ta become a warboss.

Yes, Inquisitor. This one right here is sprouting heresy. Something about the Imperium of Man will be the downfall of mankind.

40,000 years in the future The Colt 1911 will be the weapon of choice for those who serve the Emperor.

Alt text: An image of Colt 1911 from Rouge Trader/early Warhammer 40k. The Colt 1911 is called a Stub Gun.

My money is on the baggage handlers completely destroying everything.

(like he killed a bunch of kids for laughing at a bald dude).

He went up from there to Bethel. As he was going up by the way, some youths came out of the city and mocked him, and said to him, “Go up, you baldy! Go up, you baldy!”

And no, I won’t apologize for referencing A Christmas Inheritance by the Apocalypse Players.