Friday, August 25, 2006

Omg! Pluto is gone!

It musta been swallowed by Uranus.



BWAHAHAHAHAHA.

I can't resist.

*Cough* Well at least we officially only have 8 planets now. We need new rhymes for kids.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

The Aiports' War On Moisture


This is a real website screenshot. Ryanair is a popular uber-cheap airline in the UK and Europe.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Cleaning Hunk Has Manly Friends!

The original cleaning hunk has been joined by two of his friends. And now you can even pick what costume the new dudes where... i like the construction worker :D

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Words of the day

New words I just learnt:
emosexual
emorotic

HAHAHAHA

Saturday, August 12, 2006

The Rocket Man

Saw Jason Mraz live in concert on Monday.

There was one guy who was throwing himself at Jason. He shouted out "I'm yours!" and "Let me bear your children!" One chick also threw her panties at him. She was obviously a slut.

Needless to say, Jason Mraz was freakin' incredible! It was just about worth standing on my feet for four hours, including an hour in line and another hour with a shitful support act. Plus someone smelt like urinal cakes...

His voice was just so pure and soaring. It was hard to believe it wasn't a prerecorded track that took a year of studio tweaking. Treat yourself and hear him live.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

"Don't Tell Mum I Work On the Rigs, She Thinks I'm A Piano Player In A Whorehouse"

This is one of the funniest books I've read in a while, and all the more so because its true. Warning: This is not for the faint of heart. It's a biography of a guy with a very colourful life. It goes from rescuing his mate after being punched in the nuts by a legless russian soldier amputee, to masturbating monkeys, to explosive diarrhea. It's fascinating to know real people still have real adventures.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Manhunt


It's 3:16am. Went to a straight club tonight....

The men in the male model competition had totally hot bods. The guy brave enough to wear a speedo won, of course. Those men needed to give me a cuddle.

On the down side, who knew you could fit so many slappers in one place? I thought there was a law or something against that. In case they imploded, like a black hole, in a shower of vagina-revealing mini-skirts and fishnet stockings. When the density of mole-ness gets too great the laws of physics collapse and space and time fall in on themselves, in shock over the affront to good taste.