Tuesday 30 August 2011

Supermarket sheet

A few weeks back I saw a trailer for a new comedy and mistook it for an ASDA advert.

Yesterday I caught my Dad watching this "comedy" and decided i'd scope it out for a couple of minutes.

Fucking awful.

Trollied they call it....Aptly named as you'd have to be absolutely cunted to find it funny.



LEEEEEEEEDS

mmmm,

Pitching a tent among a sea of cretins and living in squalor for 3 days to see a handful of decent bands play shortened sets isn't my idea of a good time.

Perhaps i'm biased on the hygeine front due to OCD but there's no way i could enjoy a festival if a pint glass full of piss hit me. And it's apallling that anyone should deem throwing pints of piss acceptable craic. For that reason alone, i couldn't go. Don't tell me that's what happens at a festival because i'm not interested. There's simply no excuse.

The Offspring highter up the bill than Deftones? Muse playing again? Yawn.

You can keep it.

Nor but mate, you can swap your warm cans for cold cans of Carling.

Right so i've got Carling. Which is shit. And everyone is still a dick. Mint.

Wank yourselves silly to Muse.

Sunday 14 August 2011

Just got back off Holiday. It was proper mint.

I rode on the banana boat through Manumission whilst eating the "belly buster" breakfast in the Irish bar and shagged "the Rep" whilst drinking WKD in my Henleys T-shirt.

Good times.

Tuesday 2 August 2011

Calmed down a bit with the Twitter shit. The novelty hasn't fully wore off. It's only a matter of time before before i get suckered back in. Been blocked by James Corden and got a rise out of the guy who wrote the "Smithy" sketches for Comic relief. Maybe one day he'll make it big and i can buzz off it.

Finding myself with less time to come on here and there's been loads of stuff i've wanted to write about. Accessing the PC at all has become something of an achievement though these days. A couple of months ago i purchased Championship manager 01-02 season. Me and my brothers have been absolutely hammering it. I had a blog prepared about it but left it in drafts as it was far too self indulgent and reading it back i realised i just sounded like a sad cunt who'd let a computer game dictate his lifestyle.

Maybe i'll post it actually as an example of what addiction can do to a man. At least it's not warcraft or i haven't got DVT from sitting playing on FIFA for 4 days solid....I'm a PES man anyway...I like a proper game.

Monday 1 August 2011

My Favourite Fast Food Related Craic



This is closely followed by going to Pizza Hut's all you can eat buffet and taking an entire pizza. Leaving the person behind pissed off but powerless to do anything.

My favourite song concerning the mysterious release of canines

My favourite song concerning the mysterious release of canines is probably "Who let the dogs out?" by Baha men