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Sherlock Holmes and the Golden Khazi

Big Log. No, it's not a vague reference to that hit by Robert Plant.

It's the best my doggy brain can do when faced with the the bizarre story of the theft of a solid gold toilet from Blenheim Palace. I mean I just get to go on the grass at Jacob Smith's but the two-leggeds have got a fuckin' proper gold toilet worth £4.8m. That's $6m for my American cousins.

No I am NOT making this up - see the story link from the BBC here.



The work is entitled America and its an actual toilet that you can use - AND it's gold. I just don't get art at all; a fart yes but not art. The artwork - famously offered to US President Donald Trump in 2017 - was a "comment on the American dream" according to its creator.

The Chief Exec at Blenheim Palace - Dominic Hare -  said the building had a "a sophisticated security system", but said staff were "now challenged to look hard at ourselves and improve again"..

No shit Sherlock. My uncle says it's an inside job.

Solid Gold ... Easy Action. Woof !

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