Jesus I'm sweating like a pig.
It's bloody hot in this work shop. I need air conditioning.
Cant wait to get a beer.
And a shower.
And to ring out these socks and underpants. (sorry).
@ Friday, Aug. 03, 2007 – 15.58:12
Jesus I'm sweating like a pig.
It's bloody hot in this work shop. I need air conditioning.
Cant wait to get a beer.
And a shower.
And to ring out these socks and underpants. (sorry).
@ Friday, Aug. 03, 2007 – 13.07:22
I just learnt that if a cougette is left for too long on the plant it will become a Marrow.
I thought that was an entirely different veg.
@ Friday, Aug. 03, 2007 – 09.57:23
Last night a friend and I came up with the concept for a new game.
*Drum roll*
The MP3/I Pod game.
The rules are simple. You can have as many players as you wish. Go to a public place, each player selects a track at random, then goes to the first member of the public to pass by and stops them and says the name of the track, nothing else.
My friend went first, his track, 'I bet you look good on then dance floor' by the Arctic monkeys. As look would have it an attractive woman came by, so he stepped up and said the name of the song.
One point to him.
Then it was my turn. My track, 'Nancy boy' by Plecebo.
This big bloke stepped up.
Did i want the points more than i wanted to keep my teth in my head? Did i realy have the guts to walk up to said bloke, look him in the eye and say'Nancy boy.'?
I bottled it.
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