Distinctly different to my ear.

The first is what I would call generic Oxbridge, though I would guess he grew up somewhere in London/the southeast.

The second has a couple of Oxbridge-esque lines near the beginning ('you quickly notice' etc), but mostly sounds like someone from the north of England (East Yorkshire maybe?) that's lived in the southeast for a good few years and had the edges knocked off.

The problem with knowing any amount of history is that any time anything happens you're just like:

'Oh. This again'.

It's somehow both tedious and horrifying.

It's meaningless from the other perspective too - cup size isn't a static volume measurement, it's relative to the band size. A 32DD, a 34D and a 36C are all the same cup volume.

She was already learning that if you ignore the rules people will, half the time, quietly rewrite them so that they don't apply to you.

Terry Pratchett - Equal Rites

(Potentially) [NSFW] ::: spoiler Tap for spoiler :::

Edit: This one's been floating around the net for long enough that I'd forgotten what the feathery chap in the back left was up to!

Hidden behind a spoiler for those who don't want to see an owl swallowing an entire rat(!)

I remember reading an article in the early 90s where they opined that 'the thing that would really date TNG was the presence of a therapist on the ship'.

Mental health - a total 80s fad, right?

Fairly large chunks of Windows code are examples of the latter, in fact.

I used to follow a guy on Tumblr who ended up watching a lot of daytime TV while recuperating from surgery.

He came to the conclusion that wrestling was essentially a soap opera designed to be socially acceptable for men to watch.

Some humans would do anything to see if it was possible to do it. If you put a large switch in some cave somewhere, with a sign on it saying 'End-of-the-World Switch. PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH', the paint wouldn't even have time to dry.

Terry Pratchett - Thief of Time

World's most boring Call of Cthulhu campaign.

Just wait 'til he turns 3 - that's when they gain the teleportation skill.

Saw the same thing in Morrisons last Friday. Fuck Nestle.

Look like a desk toy:

(Amazon link with video of it in motion)

Alternatively, the thing from Event Horizon:

England - never been a line. The only thing I've ever had to wait for is for the bod manning the polling station to find my name on the list and hand me a voting slip. In and out in a couple of minutes.

Tinker Tenor Doctor Bitch

Sons of Bitches

Clearly they used methane.

Crowds of farm labourers during flood season, all lined up just waiting for their turn to fart into the balloon.

Pretty sure he's going to be disappointed:

For what you may not know is that Charles Darwin had a huge interest in food, and during his time in Cambridge he was the President of the  infamous Glutton Club.

The main objective of the club was to seek and eat ‘strange flesh’ and chow down upon the rarest ‘birds and beasts which were before unknown to human palate’.

The club met weekly and was a roaring success. They ate such beautiful birds as the bittern and hawk.

The club eventually came to an abrupt end when a tawny owl was served up.

The meat was disgusting and stringy and was described as, er, “indescribable”.

https://britishfoodhistory.com/2011/07/26/charles-darwin-and-the-owl/

Good call - not sure you can tag images in comments as NSFW (to get the auto-blur), but I've hidden it in spoiler tags.

I had a hunch that the original image would be Nyarlathotep related, aaaand:

I think someone's been feeding them Call of Cthulhu game module plots. I hope they do Beyond The Mountains of Madness next.