(image stolen from: Cris)
I’m off work being a sick fsck (sick, as in: “unhealthy”). The song below, that soon-to-depart-London Tezz found, cheered me up no end!
It even throws in a pro-bike message. Beautiful! 😀
Warning: Contains all the very best words that English has to offer: fsck, cnut, sh1t, etc. So if you’re a sheltered life-living mofo or belong to the Cult of No Fscking Fun, No Fscking Life – it ain’t for you!
Vegemite rocks, but straight from the jar?
whiteguyforeignfoods.blogspot.com
Another archival link. So sorry.
Yes.
“The reasons behind this phenomenon have to do with alcohol stimulating the nucleus accumbens, aka “the part of the brain which is used to determine facial attractiveness.” In the 2002 study, male and female students were shown pictures of members of the opposite sex and asked to rate them on a scale of 1-7 (sounds cruel, we know). The more students drank, the higher they rated the photographs.” from: ask.yahoo.com – do “beer goggles” really exist?
At least it works for both sexes 😉
“he had just seen a whale in the Thames.“
“A large whale has been spotted in the River Thames in central London by boaters and sightseers. The mammal, thought to be a 17ft (5m) northern bottle-nosed whale, was seen swimming past the Houses of Parliament.“
from:
news.bbc.co.uk – whale spotted in central London
news.independent.co.uk – whale swims up Thames to Westminster
I spotted this is Prague but the photo didn’t turn out so I just googled for it:
www.strangenewproducts.com – cannabis ice tea
Little Johnny came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner.
Christmas was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted. “Mum, I want a bike for Christmas”.
Little Johnny was a bit of a troublemaker. He had got into trouble at school and at home. Johnny’s mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for Christmas. Little Johnny, of course, thought he did. Johnny’s mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his behaviour over the last year, write a letter to God, and tell him why he deserved a bike for Christmas.
Little Johnny stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for Christmas. I want a red one.
Your friend, Johnny.
Johnny knew this wasn’t true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.
Dear God,
This is your friend Johnny. I have been a pretty good boy this year and I would like a red bike for Christmas.
Thank you, Johnny.
Johnny knew this wasn’t true either. He tore up the letter and started again.
Dear God,
I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a red bike for Christmas.
Your friend, Johnny.
Johnny knew he could not send this letter to God either. Johnny was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother he wanted to go to church. Johnny’s mother thought her plan had worked because Johnny looked very sad. “Just be home in time for dinner,” his mother said.
Johnny walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there. He picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary, slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into his house and up to his room. He shut the door and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Johnny began to write his letter to God:
I’VE GOT YOUR MUM. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE F***ING BIKE.
Signed: YOU KNOW WHO.
Moral of the story: If someone asks you for a bike, give them one, before they end up in prison. 😉
Meowy Christmas!
Click below for more hideous kitty costumes..
Finally, a kitty image that cfsmtb doesn’t have already *crosses fingers* and it even involves BEER! 😀
