Isn’t it weird how the world goes in little cycles. Looking back through my blog for a year ago I noticed that Mohamed al “Bloody Foreigner” Fayed called Prince Phillip a Nazi. This week he has done exactly the same only this time in court rather than on Radio Two. Ten years of him gathering evidence for the most ridiculously pointless wast of taxpayers money in history and he still has bugger all to prove Diana died of anything other than a nasty case of pillar. Just imagine what would have happened if he had been related to the Lucan’s or the Kennedy’s.?! That wouldn’t have been pretty.
The Download line up is still a big pile of shit apart from Coheed and Cambria. Still nothing pushing me to go except for spending time with Pouty, Monkey, Hwang etc and having a laugh outside of Hobbits. Plus by proxy I get the feeling I would be camping with the infamous gullible twat as well. So no. Sod it. I shall save £300 and put a tent up in my back garden, slap on my mp3 player and air guitar “Welcome Home” to my heart’s delight.
Well maybe I should add in a pros and cons list…
For:- the fun aspect, my friends, a bit of fresh air and camping joy, Coheed, a little light drinking, the planes (yes, I do like them, not exactly a surprise).
Against:- ‘It’, the feeling of unclean, those damn toilets, my bad stomach, not getting any sleep, uncomfortable weather (be it hot or wet), carrying all that stuff 2 miles, the iffy, sitting on the bloody floor.
Hmmmmm, doesn’t weigh up that well does it.
Foxy FUCKING Bingo. What a cunt. Irritating sponsor of the Jeremy Kyle show. Ok, I understand the show is aimed at housewives, the unemployed and the lazy bastards benefit scroungers all who would give up their flabby right arms for a pen with a cross on the end and a load of balls with numbers stamped on them but why do the rest of us have to put up with the sound of someone from Yorkshire dressed up as hunt fodder talking shite. Have you seen the class of person who plays bingo.??? Talk about bottom end of the food chain, I would have to do an impersonation of a gibbon just to communicate with most of them.!
And as Jeremy Kyle brings itself to a close… as I watch a 20 stone wife beater who should end up in prison being buggered by a 30 stone wing king… I think to myself…
What a wonderful woooooooorrrllllld. Ooooohhhhh yeeeaaaahhhhhhh.
Still nothing pushing me to go except for
spending time with Pouty, Monkey, Hwang
etc and having a laugh outside of Hobbits.
Ahem… and what about me?!?!
I’d be going with you! lol.
But yeah… we should hire out a field or
something and camp in there get wrecked
and have a laugh together with an mp3
player with extreme speakers and lots of
alcohol =D And a nice toilet, consisting or
possibly… a bush lol. Sounds ace lol.
Love you. xx
Nothing to do with this blog but was wondering on your thoughts about the young RC girl from Argentina, who at the age of 14 had a baby boy, at 15 had triplet girls and at 16 has just had another set of triplet girls, and, no kidding, has not been getting fertility treatment. Where did I go wrong ???