The ODT came out this week with some very bold claims.
The ODT have clearly never seen an episode of Ihor Macijiwsky’s Canadian reality television series Mantracker. Or gotten their period after having unprotected sex.
Next up, the ODT was back it with one of their classic puns.
I couldn’t carrot all.
Busting in a waiting room is exactly like having prostate cancer; I understand everything now.
Keeping in theme of toilet humour, David Adamson is not taking any of Mayor Cull’s shit, literally. The Doctor Who thematic titling is ironic, because if there was a Tardis the last place I’d want to be is fucking Waitati.
And finally, the ODT has taken a leaf out of Critic’s book and launched their own booze reviews. Unsurprisingly, their review reads like if Sinkpiss Plath huffed too many essential oils before their yoga retreat. Coincidentally, this isn't the first time I've heard the phrase “bright, lip-smacking acidity”. Winky face.