I’m back after a stint off due to a paying job taking preference.
Today is Monday.
R.I.P Paul Walker.
Have you ever watched egg porn?
Fair play to Tom Daley, although we kinda knew already pal.
Amazon Drones? I really hope an employee loads it with a package of dog shit and drops it over Apple HQ, for shits and gigs.
It’s that time of year where we celebrated our true loves giving us a partridge in a pear tree? Not only have you cut down a tree, you have also failed to take into consideration that I don’t like pears. Not really a true love if you don’t pay attention to detail.
In fact the only useful gift in that god awful song is ladies dancing but that would be a tad unrealistic in any healthy relationship, right?
For me to get pissed off by that, I would need somebody in my life to give me such a shit present.
I just saw the pun in ‘shits and gigs’.
Dappy got kicked in the face by a horse. Has anyone checked up on the horse to see if it’s okay?
Do you want to know how to make KFC chicken?
R.I.P Richard Harrow.
Until next week….