Month: September 2018

Remember dial-up internet and playing conkers ? – Of course you fucking do, it was only 20 years ago

They meander around without a care in the world, somehow pre-empting your every move from behind as you shuffle from left to right, internally screaming with an expression of pure rage on your face.

Don’t tut at homeless people on spice when you’re on depression meds and smashing a bottle of red every night

Princess Peach reveals that Mario’s scrotum looks like Donald Trump in new book

This bullshit is counter productive. It stifles debate and cheapens real world struggles, and the media latch onto it like a 6 year old child does to its mother’s breast at a fucking vegan protest.

Sell any old shit instantly on Facebook by writing ‘needs gone today’

I knew she’d eventually dissipate into obscurity after a long ucomfortable period like a fart in a shed, and it looks like she’s on the cusp.

In another major blow to half-witted, Europe hating, blue faux leather enthusiasts, the ale warehouse will be ditching some foreign favourites post Brexit.

Millions of dick heads can’t wait to spend a grand on an ‘s’

I still see the odd one of you knocking about though, angry, disorientated, and separated from your mates like touchy Tessa at 3am on a fucking Hen do.