My understanding of the UK is that they drink tea all day and then they go to the pub and drink ale or cider all evening. They seem like a very hydrated people.
They also stand in queues and politely tut at anyone misbehaving unless they decide to have a football riot instead.
This is just British people talking no-tea.
I have this T-shirt
“Ahem, yes well… I am the antichrist, you know.”
“Ooo, must be nice, dear. Biscuit?”
Hugleikur‘s humour epitomises a very Icelandic combination of crudeness, surrealism and pathos. It has a gravitas the likes of Cyanide And Happiness can never reach.
Idk if “gravitas” is quite the right description. There’s some good bits in there, but a lot of it is deeply generic edgelord jokes that are basically indistinguishable from C&H. And to be clear while many of them are funny, I also find C&H funny. It’s just not some sophisticated font of insight.
I mean… yeah. C&H circa 2008. Gender identities & domestic violence, amirite guys?
(Also a weirdly high number of jokes where the punchline is just "pedophilia")
(Random C&H for comparison)
IDK man. Might want to unpack this one a little.
I guess the fascist regime made him a moron.
