Look at the state of that bastard
I thought I should really post something, but what. With no ideas forthcoming I was forced to look at google news for inspiration. The title above is from The Sun,
JUNKIE rocker Pete Doherty led cops on a late-night car chase when he drunkenly fled after a gig, a court heard today – source: The Sun
How the hell can that brain dead drugged up useless shaved monkeys arse drive? OK I grant you that driving isn’t brain surgery/rocket science. But for the likes of Pete Doherty who struggles to wipe his arse with a pillow case this is mind bending. Pete Doherty can drive, Jesus age Christ! What next?
Big Brother 10
If you have already realised that’s last years logo then good for you, dick. The only people who will welcome this is the politicians in the vain hope we wont hear about one of them claiming for a Boston steamer from a homeless, parapledgic, pregnant sixteen year old girl.
Gay Dave
OK so its not street fighter II Turbo on the snes, its still strangely addictive. With 57 victories under his belt I feel protective and proud of him, that cant be normal can it? Well I am sure I will loose interest in it soon enough. In the meantime if you want a good hammering at the hands of Gay Dave, click here you poor Paul Daniels impersonator..
Its your round
Every time I venture into work I know the risks involved. Still things can happen that can catch you unaware and leave you baffled.
Two gentlemen, one tall, old and with the looks of a man that has always spoken highly of the liquid diet. Which no doubt gave him that black eye.
The other was small dark haired and greasy looking, like he would if he was in a Turkish prison.
The tall man says,
Don’t mind him, he is foreign and cant speak English.
That’s a fair statement although the smell of pish and stale ale was my main problem following this conversation. He turns to speak to his friend,
fuckety, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, weeeeeeeeeeeeee!
I am certainly no linguist but somehow I doubt that’s a real language.
Good old Geppetto
Sometimes you see something that just gets on your tits. A woman tells her husband,
that’s your alarm again Alec
That’s your alarm Alec, Alec?
That’s your alarm Alec! Alec! That s your alarm Alec.
At this point I was feeling sorry for Alec as this bloody woman shouted at him, he marched off to his car where a child was sitting in it. Two points, why would you have your alarm on when there is a child in the car? Second, why would you have an alarm on an old vauxhall? He was purple as he shouted at the child and threatened violence and I lost sympathy for Alec.
People look stressed and are acting like complete mental cases, I think the nation is on the verge of a meltdown. Have you gone mental yet? Do you have access to guns? Want to talk about it?
Don’t bother I have already lost interest.
When does bananas become art?
This is a question I have never asked myself before, but thanks to the Six bananas sitting on a window sill at the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art, I have an answer.
When they are injected with urine of course!
Six bananas sitting on a window sill at the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art. The result: The most talked about feature of a new international exhibition. Their value: an estimated £15,000. Bananas, urine (injected) by the German artist Andreas Slominski, has taken its place alongside delicate glass sculptures, abstract paintings and prints, in an exhibition of the “best of the best” of new international art – Source: scotsman.com
Andreas Slominski Untitled 1991 (2007)
Although I like “Untitled” above, the bike with many bags hanging off it I don’t consider it art. I don’t understand contemporary art and I am sure I am not the only one and Andreas Slominski has done little to help me. I think, like his six bananas, its a load pish.
I am sorry to say its all your fault
Livestock production to feed people’s demand for meat is responsible for an estimated 20 per cent of all greenhouse gasses because of the toxic methane that cows emit – Source: telegraph.co.uk
This story came as a surprise as I was expecting the smokers to be in the firing line again, I am a bitter entrenched smoker by the way. The media guns sights have only a few targets to choose from, if your a combination of the following its only a matter of time before your pictured in one of the tabloids with an appropriate poll.
As usual I am getting side tracked, the real point that should be taken from this is that every day there is a story linking a all manner of groups to global warming or how it effects global warming. The Sun is the dimmest it has been for nearly a century! Who’s turn is it?
