Fanfare and streamers
Thank you to the person in Greece, for being my 5000th viewer!!!! #happyPANK
Thank you to the person in Greece, for being my 5000th viewer!!!! #happyPANK
I remember very clearly, a time when my dad told me off for having airs and graces. I was round about thirteen years old, I was in the kitchen with him and mum chatting and I asked for a Nice biscuit, (as in the city of Nice in southern France). My dad thought I had asked for a […]
call him up and say, ” Listen Chops, what are you playing at, for the love of the Holy Mother of Sweet Baby Jesus??!!” And I wouldn’t actually give him a chance to answer, continuing, “What happened the last time you bit your Uncle Jose at the family barbecue in May, hey, remember?? Hm, hm?” […]
It’s been some days since I dropped the bombshell that I am experiencing a seismic *crush, on an actual, real life human being. I mean, it’s not that I usually have crushes on dogs, structures or kettles (it happens, watch the documentary about the Berlin Wall/Eiffel Tower/horse in the mid West……), what I mean is, that this person […]
And get it quick! Otherwise I am going to self – combust/implode/explode/go on a murderous rampage; or more likely, die in a pool of my own vomit, *living in a shared flat, with no hope for the future, in the not too distant future. Thank the good Lord above/ Odin/Buddha/Aphrodite/Brahma/the Universe, for husbands and babies. If it […]
Oh dear Lord, I think I am losing the ability to sleep in the sun. Send help.
almost upon us and I am really rather excited about it (believe it or not). As a Brit, at times like this, I support any and every team from these fair isles, we are after all, the United Kingdom. And as a fellow Brit (if you’re reading this) I know you’ll completely understand the masochistic […]
I am back from the wedding. I am sober. That is all. #whatnogin?
What kind of idiotic c*ck, doesn’t label their bags for a flight/or register them for the hold, in these uber – sensitive times? I’ll tell you who, the c*cks*cker sitting three rows in front of me, who’s succeeded in delaying my f*cking flight…….. (You may well be able to imagine my raging internal tourettes right now. […]
Does anyone have even the slightest idea why my last post won’t publish in anything other than italics? ? Irrationally irritated of Barcelona.