So, the extractor hood in the kitchen dies. Off we go down to the electrical store to get a replacement. There’s a nice shiny replacement available for a reasonable price. On the box it says ‘Standard Fitting’, which I naïvely mistook for ‘old hood comes down, new hood goes in its place’. But no. Now, if I’d been writing the …
Dead lazy…
Dead bird found in bag of salad? Here’s an idea – buy some salad stuff fresh off the market and make the fucker yourself. Idle git!
Hats off to the Tributes
Now I know I’m best at being grumpy, but I do like a good larf now and then, believe it or not. I recently listened to Rick Wakeman on his Planet Rock radio show, on which there was a request for listeners to phone in to the show with the funniest names for Tribute bands. Some of these had me …
Euroshizen.
Jedwank? Bluech? Fuck, it must be Euroshizen time again. I’m off out for a pint. Why is it named Eurovision anyway? Surely it should be Eurosonic or Eurosound. Bloody misleading if you ask me!
Twat!
A couple of nights ago I watched a boy, maybe 7 or 8 years old, kicking an empty bottle around the pavement, while (presumably) his mother watched on in silence. The bottle predictably fell into the gutter and smashed. “You fucking twat!” shouted the mother. I couldn’t have put it better myself. What a wonderful society we have become.
No Cycles!
I dunno, but I reckon the guy who painted that sign should’ve used bigger letters.
Personal service lives!
Apparently I was wrong about personal service in my last post. So much so, the BBC is making a series about it – ‘Michel Roux’s Service‘. I’ve just seen a preview clip of it and OMG! does it look exciting! That last bit was sarcastic. Yet another friggin’ ‘reality’ programme (about as real as Dolly Parton‘s headlamps) with a s-l-o-w, …
Personal service is officially dead.
And this is why… My oven died yesterday and I took it to the oven graveyard (well, it probably ends up in India or China somewhere, but the local dump’s just a bit nearer for me). I go to buy a new one at Currys on the way home. Enter Currys for a new oven. Select oven No.1 – “Sorry, …
All around the Moat
Although not basically funny, I can’t help seeing the lighter side of the search for the now infamous Raoul Moat. Half the UK’s police force, the SAS and ‘specialists’ from other countries have been looking for this one bloke for just over a week now without success. But they did find his tent. I can’t help likening the situation with …
24 nit pick
Well, it’s a bit complicated. but this terrorist wanted to blow someone up who was in hospital. So he gets into the building wearing a bomb vest, but he’s sussed by the good guys and they transmit a blocking signal so he can’t explodipate himself with its trigger. Should have been a wired system mate – much more reliable. Anyway, …