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Source: Getty Images Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from GlamourDoll! First Justin Timberlake’s DWI, and now Dave Grohl’s affair and love child.  The last few months haven't been good to ‘90’s boybanders! Wiggle your spirit fingers for every “upstanding” family man who's been revealed to be a dirty-dog cheater! Dave’s peen has wandered over to join the infamous ranks of cheating married musicians, like Adam Levine, Michael Bublé, Jason Aldean, Miranda Lambert, LeAnn Rimes, Ozzy Osbourne, Jay-Z and so many more. Once again, the more you have to shout from the rooftops about what a good and perfect and supercool person you are, the less surprising it is when it’s revealed that you’re a tacky, rotted slimeball in a fake, shiny wrapper. In other words, we should have seen this coming.  In the afternoon hours of September 10, 2024 (coincidently a few hours before a certai

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from Saucy Kitty! Meow to you, Pecker Feline Fans! As you surely know, many colors of kitties exist - from tabby to tux to void to cow to blank - so it's a rare occasion when science discovers an entirely new shade of cat. Introducing the salty licorice, or “Salmiak” cat from Finland. Salty licorice is apparently a cherished Finnish sweet, and that is what these babies’ furs look like (reminder to self: do not visit any country where black licorice is considered a top-shelf treat). Discovered in feral colonies around 2007, these particular purrers (see what I did there?) are usually marked in a tuxedo pattern - but their individual fur strands are black at the base, then fade to white at the tip. They sometimes have small patches of color over the white markings, as well. When scientists at the University of Helsinki and the pet DNA company

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from Asparagus Pee! § I know you all wish you'd been in Chicago for the DNC (and probably for the hot dogs, too), but since you weren't, I’m here to fill you in on what they affectionately call “Coach-chella.”  Or more specifically,"DemPALOOZA," a multi-day expo filled with training sessions, panels, briefings, and activations to get people fired up for the election in November, and to help ensure that the Blue Wave is a tsunami. Speakers from all over guided people on the ins-and-outs of campaigning, gave tips on effective activism, and how to get organized to keep the wheels of democracy turning. But first, some nerd shit! While the DNC's  main convention was being hosted at the United Center on Chicago’s west side, "DemPALOOZA" was being hosted at McCormick Place , the largest convention center in North Americ

Katie Ledecky / USA Today Sports Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SaucyKitty! I’ve seen enough posts by my fellow Peckerwoodians to know that our Manor pool is pristine rather than pissed-in. We are a polite and health-conscious group that shuns public pools, water parks, and other spots where the heathens readily urinate in the pool and use it as their private pissoir. You’d think our Olympic pool athletes would also be so polite. They are, after all, in the water for quite some time, practicing and competing, sometimes unintentionally ingesting the water. Alas, my Peckers, due to various constraints, a number of Olympic water sport (ha!) athletes have confessed to what many people didn’t ask about or want to know: a lot of them, possibly a majority, piss in the pool. U.S competitor Zach Harting (at least his last name doesn’t have an S in front of it, or I’d be really w

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from Raincoaster! Enjoy.  § The "Red Market," it’s called. Like many of the darker places on the internet, it’s not really somewhere you want to end up. Not that you have much say about it by the time you get there: you’ll be dead. Yo u’ll be...inventory.  For the Red Market, you see, is the online marketplace in human remains. For art . For morbid philosophizing. For collecting. But also for birthday gifts . For decor. But most of all, for profit . This is the story of that marketplace, as told in the book These Were People Once: The Online Trade in Human Remains, and Why It Matters from Berghahn Books. "These were people, once. Now, disarticulated, robbed from their resting place, the remains were relegated to anonymous things, fragments, stripped of their humanity." Huffer and Graham, These Were People Once Damien Huffe

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SpiceDong , the second in a three-part series! The first part is HERE . By the early 1950s, Ava Gardner had become one of the top leading ladies in Hollywood. She was in high demand and even got an Oscar nod for “Mogambo” in 1954. On the personal front, her tempestuous marriage to Frank Sinatra, marred by jealousy, drunken fights and constant press, had disillusioned her, while also making her a gossip column staple. Ava’s career was on the rise while Sinatra’s was in the dumps. She was supportive of him, to the point of using her clout to get him the screen test for the Private Maggio role in “From Here To Eternity.” He got the part, won an Oscar for it and rose back to the top. But by then, Ava was already fed up with his antics and emotional manipulations, including his suicide attempts. She terminated two pregnancies while they were

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SpiceDong, the first in a three-part series! In 1950, Tossa de Mar, a then sleepy fishermen village in The Costa Brava of Spain, was put on the map when an A-list Hollywood production landed on its shores. This spectacular stretch of Mediterranean coast a few miles north of Barcelona was to be the backdrop for “Pandora & The Flying Dutchman," the film by Albert Lewin starring British actor James Mason and Hollywood’s rising femme fatale, Ava Gardner. The cost of filming in Spain at the time was very low, and it was also a way for MGM, Ava’s home studio, to put some distance between her and the still-married Frank Sinatra, as they were hoping the scandal of their budding romance would die down in the press. Little did they know that the drama off-screen would soon rival the movie's plot. It was Miss Gardner’s first trip abroad.

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from Asparagus Pee! Hello from the land of Asparagus Pee! I know you all know how to suq diq...but do you know how to Disqus?  Lucky you, I’m here to help. Today I’m going to give you some quick tips and tricks to make your comments more interactive, and answer some frequently asked questions about the platform we affectionately call Dicksux, its features, and how to make them work for you. So stick around and I’ll give you the down and dirty on Tagging, Blocking, and Adding Pics and GIFs. TAGGING:  So you wanna tag a Pecker in your comment? There are a couple ways to do this, depending on where you’re viewing from. If you’re on your computer or on your phone in "Desktop Mode" you can type @ in the comment box and the people currently active in the thread will pop up. Select who you’re looking for and it’ll tag them for you.  If that