Sunday, 7 June 2009

I take my squinty eyes but raise you some war crimes.


Rosa: "Kerry, can i ask you something,"
Kerry: "Yeah..."
Tentative, serious pause, as if weighing up if the curiosity will kill the nazi cat.
Rosa: "You know when you laugh....can you see out of your eyes?"....
So she drew my plight. The answer is...yes yes i can see out of my eyes when i laugh.

Monday, 1 June 2009

Queen craphole

Well just one more. I thought i'd have a bit of a bitch about is this swine flu breakout. Yeah yeah seems like old news now doesn't it. But oh no wait...not in BIRMINGHAM it aint, oh no no no. It was very unsuprising when we first heard the whisps of a pandemic sized virus sweeping its way through the globe, that it wouldn't have one of its rally points in birmingham. Seriously its depressing. It was just like ohh yes swine flu is in scotland, its being contained. The rest of England wiped their brows and though no more of it, but it was a matter of dirty people time that it coursed down in to transient central, the shanty town that is handsworth, birmingham. This place may as well be mexico. It is a melting pot of anything and everything in the world, a bit like a scene in star wars, or how you'd imagine a black market to be, you could expect to find many a dodgy character in the back alleys selling organs or ivory for cheap cheap prices. Its got gang crime, drugs, segregation, a rumour that there were signs forboding white people after certain times and now it hasss the big bad swine flu. Its the kind of place where ambiguity and things are over ever alluded to and the likes of revereand lovejoys wife from the simpsons would thrive with her "save the children oh dear go save the children" when really the children are looking at her like prey. Its not even funny any more its getting annoying, what are they doing round there? i wouldnt be suprised if the sanitation pipes had be scrapped for cheap money for more drugs and poo was lining the streets. Dirty dirty place. Eurgh if i had my way, id put a big bubble round the place, and make people have comprehensive examination if they want to leave it. Infact id make it its own country with its own passports, handsworth country, home of guns and swineflu. Handsworth sounds too good for such a craphole though, it would be called craphole, and there would be a queen of craphole. But apparently thats not humane. What is humane is letting them contaminate nice and healthy people. You nuggets.

She'll have fun till daddy takes the t-bird away

I fear, well i don't, that waldorfs nostradamus like prediction that this blog will become a festering has been, is concerningly accurate. With my internet difficulties having ideas is easy, but blogging them is hard. Waldorf lives on the computer like seriously, theres much she can post so you've got her thought vomit everywhere. Me on the other hand i like to imagine myself as more of a white tiger of the blog, elusive yet beautiful haha. But no seriosuly im also getting busyyy bumblebeed, i have my driving theory that i seem to be the only person in the world whos revising for as i can't afford not to pass, June is about getting superduper fit but its exciting and easy to do when the weather is so sexy, theres this nazi youth goblin thing milling around me in which it feels courteous to entertain. Actually when i write it down, it doesn't seem much but seems to take up all my time. To be honest now, the immensity of it mustn't be to demanding as for the last 2 hours ive been sitting in my garden reading haha. Im lieing about not having time for the blog, i am just sick of computers. But as a notification, i won't be around for a while unless i get a mega good idea.

Yours substantially,
Statler.