Heyup my little beauties… week 24, day 2, 2009. three days to Download (which I am not going to sadly but maybe next year, who knows.!?!) the day Gordon Brown decided to stay in power and ignore the fact that no one wants him there anymore (well do remember some of us didn’t want him or his ‘orrible friend Tony there in the first place, guv).
I was just checking my facebook and lo and behold (aside from the fact I had not one comment, bastards, my own fault for not updating it yesterday) there was a group I could join… called “fans of facebook”. Oh. Dear. Is it not enough that I am using the site, apparently not. Now I can show my love for it thanks to some retard who decided they want to suck up to the massive machine of the internet by creating a fanclub. Dear me.
Still no sign of the thunderstorm that a certain office of met offered me. Well, I say offered, PROMISED. Sods. What is the point in global warming if it isn’t going to get anymore scary and loud outside and just gets a little warmer and a touch wet. Pah. Typical, but at least we had the snow I suppose because let us face facts, it was lots of fun and so very amusing.!
Mr Griffin of the British National Party was pelted by eggs in Westminster earlier. I am not condoning the use of chicken ova in the pursuit of political sentiment but it is bloody funny. I personally believe all politicans should be fair game for egginess. Whapping a box of class ‘A’s at the gurning mush of Harriet Harman would have been a joy to behold as would a plate of scrambled passing across the jowly chops of Mr Kenneth Clarke. Of course the biggest would be saved for Mr Brown, perhaps a large ostritch egg despatched with indecent haste down the front of the prime ministerial trousers.! Ah tomfoolery with food. What ever next.?!
For some reasons outside of my control I am currently being subjected to the US version of I’m a ZZZ List Celebrity Cover Me In Faeces and Send Me To Costa Rica. One of the contestants is a celebrity for appearing on a previous reality TV show… so that makes fucking sense. Plus he is a smug and smarmy cunt called Spencer Pratt. Words are failing me here.!
And finally… the NHS is whinging that smokers are costing it £5bn a year through fag related diseases (no not AIDS). How come in the last two years a whopping TWENTY MILLION QUID in tax and excise duty was paid into the coffers of the Government but the NHS doesn’t really get much (well it does but rather than buy nurses and doctors it buys shit computer systems (£18million in one fell swoop) and stupid middle managers who can’t help people get well but still take home hundreds of thousands of pounds every year in wages for “running” the trusts around the country.
Just think peeps, if us smokers ALL stopped smoking for one year the country would lose £10bn worth of revenue. Where would we be borrowing to reinforce that from then.!?
Right I am off for a sly one. A bleedin’ sly one mind.!
