I’ve realized that my freedom of speech every day gets more and more limited, which is why it’s time for me to create an extra wall between cancel-culture and myself. So, from now on, I’m changing how I communicate with you, my fans and inviting you to The Gutter. The Gutter will be Twitter for normal people. People who aren’t angry all the time. People who want to have fun. And People who like to tweet and drink - but now we’ll be doing it in The Gutter.
So if you want to see me in all my Gregness, doing my monologues on a bike - an electric bike - wearing a silly helmet – and the rest of this video, you’ll need to join The Gutter. I look forward to seeing you there.
Good afternoon to you all, my dear American cousins.
Well... on Monday Her Indoors told me that we were going camping as I had no treatments scheduled for this week.
Camping! says I, much surprised.
"Yes," she replied. "We're going to Clippesby Hall tomorrow morning. Now isn't that a nice surprise?"
Now isn't that a nice surprise? had the same air as when a Mafia capo invites somebody whose numbers don't add up to take a drive in the countryside.
"But all those pills and potions I have to take!" I protested.
"You can take them as well in a tent as you can at home," she insisted.
And indeed. All I've seen on the world for weeks has been home and the hospital. Or the hospital and home. A change would be nice.
Loading up the car and setting up the tent would be beyond me, though. "And I'm not letting you - with all the dexterity of a three-legged baby elephant - put up my precious new tent."
Her Indoors smiled. "Your mates are coming to load up the car, and I've paid extra for ...
I have to comment on the Biden hearing the other day. The Dems walking out the other day just proves that party is more important than country. Regardless of who is in the White House, what took place with Biden should never be allowed to happen again. Get real you assholes. He wasn’t in charge and we all know it. What the hell is wrong with those people?
