Who was it that said that silly bitch from Twilight needed a slap?
Oh that’s right, me. And before you go waving your white ribbons all up in my face, just read this and I bet you, like I, will struggle to restrain yourself from taking Mr Jug Cord to your monitor.
But seriously, all beaten wife jokes aside I only have to tell my bitch the once.
The weather is still doing what it does at this time of the year, have you noticed? News pieces like this are everywhere which just reinforce my view that we all get a little too carried away with ol’ predictable winter.
To those news reporters who seem to crack a fat whenever they sense a little hail in the air, I ask them this; Is it a once in a lifetime, act of God of biblical proportions? No. Fuck off then.
And just to prove that my being right about shit usually comes in threes is this story about Pete Buffoon, who has been all but disowned by the same Greenies he was eating lentils with not so long ago.
That’s the things about Greenies, they’re cowards deep down, that’s why they try and save things that can’t tell us otherwise and do their activist thing in the dark when no bugger can see them. Ninjas they ain't.
Bit like me really; I'm not always right but I'm never wrong. Although there was that one time with the dude on the bike who looked like a chick from behind. Damn his shaven legs, tight lycra and bouncing pony tail...
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