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The owner’s going to be pissed when he finds out a fat man nicked his motor; Only thing is I’d end up only going back to the time I was able to have naughty with ladies, bugger anything else, hang … Continue reading →
The owner’s going to be pissed when he finds out a fat man nicked his motor; Only thing is I’d end up only going back to the time I was able to have naughty with ladies, bugger anything else, hang … Continue reading →
And now for the first time since October 2009, we now come back to the warm comforting embrace that is an leisurely film review. It has been many many months since last we destroyed the pompous, battled against incorrigible acting … Continue reading →
Yes it’s that time again, including a slightly new version of the test card, where I pick up my funky keyboard with the dodgy A and S keys, and decide on the best way to describe my lack of updating … Continue reading →
I actually don’t care if you are, because I’m a smug b*****d not bothered with the thrilling adventure that is car ownership in London. Instead I’d like to draw attention to a site that all us fellow obese (sorry, we’re … Continue reading →
While it may not be a post containing such wonders as discussion on how to annoy a lady of the evening by refusing her advances, or those pictures used for blackmailing your boss, it does none the less bring up … Continue reading →
Given the fact that I’ve been missing, presumed dead after all this time, with only choice nuggets of news here and there, it seems rather appropriate that the next post I actually do write, contains scenes of horror, woe and … Continue reading →
Suffice it to say I’ve been a busy little bee recently and therefore this poor old portal has again felt like an ugly woman’s naughty area; it never gets a look in. But after Monday, this song certainly will apply. … Continue reading →
It appears the election has stirred something within myself as tonight has been the most tweets as it were for anything. It’s almost as if I’m working, reporting on the “Jolly Election” as old David Dimbleby, the lord of Britain … Continue reading →
After getting up on this fine Saturday morning, had some breakfast and a poo (not at the same time), watching a bit of the news, you know how dull people’s lives really are for the most part, I sat down … Continue reading →
A couple of weeks ago when I was back home with the folks, sipping on the finest beer known to us from the fridge, a lovely gem of live television when watching Sky Sports News, to explain I’m not one … Continue reading →