Quick rundown: I've been to Rome. Arsenal have basically won the Premiership. Yve & Wibbly got engaged. Whiplash came out on PS2 and Xbox. Several people had birthdays. Blair's government got deeper into the shit. People made jokes about Milko's arms and Daniel Herman's whole life. Battlestar Galactica 2003 was rubbish. The days lengthened.

There was more, but I'm so tired. And I shan't be home for hours yet.

Oh. Is that it? You mean you don't know about the Pope scandalising the world by marrying his nurse, Kent finally giving in to gravity and hitting France somewhere near Calais, and the realisation that it's actually Kenny that has short arms and he only makes jokes about Milko to try and feel better? You are /so/ behind the times.

I really am very tired.

[face-glue-picture]

 

If anything, I have freakishly long arms. It's my penis I worry about. I'm sure it was around here somewhere.

You are aware, my stripling lad, that '99 red balloons' was O.L.D long before I had dropped my first ball, let alone cracked one?

Fucking irony! Can't do irony at this time of night after working till fuck knows when and drinking until fuck knows whener. I need a man with a red flag walking ten yards ahead of it.

hahahahahahaha

meheheh, you bastard!

I'm actually feeling pretty perky considering the x cans of lager I had last night.Did you go anywhere exciting, or was it just hanging around street corners like the hooor you are?

And how do "Elgins" marbles compare to Manthorp's Balls?

Disgusting, can't we invade Grease and get the bits we need?

BUMP

*THUMP*