64 - But man, I still think them cats are crazy
What to say. July has been quiet. Its been lovely, peaceful, serene. But now Burt Raccoon has woke up.
Instead of doing a narrative of what you've missed [if this is your only window to the world, perhaps you have some fucked up crazy computer virus that will only let you visit this site - poor bastard], this is what you may have recently been unaware of... but, in the style of Billy Joel's We Didn't Start The Fire [just without the music, rhyming, shouting and commie hating undertones)....
Taxi Terminator popping friends; Inception breaking molds, Hot Weather burning me, Rain wetting me, A-Team sufficing me, what else has fucking happened...
Raoul Moat killing coppers; Daily Mail being cunts, Gigantic star that's fucking huge; is that all, hold on...
BP killing fish; North Korea sinking subs, My Chillies newly housed (twenty five quid for plastic green house), World Cup heap of shite (England & Vuvuzelas), what else do I have to say...
Facebook full of twats, Keith Chegwin stealing cracks....I didn't write the news, if I did, it would be better than this, I didn't write the news, if I did it would be full of ginger lesbians, I didn't write the news...
And relax.
So yeah. That's about it, hopefully normal service shall now be resumed peeps. Thanks for checking everyday, and remember I'm on Twitter (pretty much 24 hours a day now), follow me there for hourly bollocks.
I've also recently started a new blog, I say started, bookmarked the page, its is both frightening and probably nothing more than a mad folly, but at least it will be a interesting social experiment. Its pretty self explanatory.
Tomorrow, I'll try and catch up with what I've seen, watched and more importantly enjoyed over the last few weeks. Here is a tune to sort you right out, and lift you out of the depression now that you have realised that I'm back in your life. Fuck you too :)
Peace.
N
P.s. New art, straight from the streets of London and dripping with satire, and jizz...
Instead of doing a narrative of what you've missed [if this is your only window to the world, perhaps you have some fucked up crazy computer virus that will only let you visit this site - poor bastard], this is what you may have recently been unaware of... but, in the style of Billy Joel's We Didn't Start The Fire [just without the music, rhyming, shouting and commie hating undertones)....
Taxi Terminator popping friends; Inception breaking molds, Hot Weather burning me, Rain wetting me, A-Team sufficing me, what else has fucking happened...
Raoul Moat killing coppers; Daily Mail being cunts, Gigantic star that's fucking huge; is that all, hold on...
BP killing fish; North Korea sinking subs, My Chillies newly housed (twenty five quid for plastic green house), World Cup heap of shite (England & Vuvuzelas), what else do I have to say...
Facebook full of twats, Keith Chegwin stealing cracks....I didn't write the news, if I did, it would be better than this, I didn't write the news, if I did it would be full of ginger lesbians, I didn't write the news...
And relax.
So yeah. That's about it, hopefully normal service shall now be resumed peeps. Thanks for checking everyday, and remember I'm on Twitter (pretty much 24 hours a day now), follow me there for hourly bollocks.
I've also recently started a new blog, I say started, bookmarked the page, its is both frightening and probably nothing more than a mad folly, but at least it will be a interesting social experiment. Its pretty self explanatory.
Tomorrow, I'll try and catch up with what I've seen, watched and more importantly enjoyed over the last few weeks. Here is a tune to sort you right out, and lift you out of the depression now that you have realised that I'm back in your life. Fuck you too :)
Peace.
N
P.s. New art, straight from the streets of London and dripping with satire, and jizz...
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