Monday, April 24, 2006

And lo! The wind did trump upon its passing!


See? I could've written a bible. Piece of piss. Anyway, I just saw a robin in my garden. It sat on the fence. That one, there. I cut that grass the other day. Took fucking ages, needed amptying every 2 minutes. And the bastard's grown again now, look. What a fucking cunt. That's the first washing I've hung out this year. Hope it doesn't get nicked again.

Getting your washing nicked
*****

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Bye bye, Barri,

Bye bye. See you around. Or doubtless when you bring yourself back to the West Midlands. Love you, you hairy cu- love you. x