Wednesday 3 March 2010

Wednesday night is the new black?

It's that time in the week where it's too late to still use the excuse of being hung over, yet too early for your heroin craving to be niggling again.
YES. I KNOW WHAT YOU KIDS GET UP TO!

So whatsa boy to do? Write about shite!

How merrily did that rhyme? Aww. (^^)

What I want to know is, why is it that you never see old people playing air-guitar in adverts for Help the Aged? I mean, I know it sort of makes them look slightly demented (and reminds every person over the age of 70 what John Lennon would be like if he weren't "accidentally shot" by "a man" holding a "gun"... hmm, I smell conspiracy), but wouldn't it also appeal to all the hip young kiddies to help their grandparents (who, lets face it, shove all their money in their matresses to the point where they are actually millionaires yet insist on using the same tissue to blow their nose until it is stiff enough to support the weight of a seven month old Indian elephant) and actually make Chavs seem COOL, and not twatish and slightly "wanting-to-punch-really-hard-in-the-face like N-Dubz or Ray Winstone? AY?!

YES

xx

Tuesday 2 March 2010

FIRST OFFICIAL ONE INNIT

Hello, you!

So yeah, I shall be entertaining the masses with a "weekly" (by weekly I mean whenever the James Brown I feel like writing something insightful) dose of magic and cybersex.

Oh yes.

remember: most of the time it's not illegal, its just frowned upon.

xx