Twonks and Nostalgia

So that was Easter and what have we learner? Well I’ve learned that I can make my belly really big in a very short period of time. I have also learned that Twitter is an addiction. Now I’m not going

Turkey Neck

Last week I ran out of shaving foam but being a resourceful sort of chap I merely laughed off this minor inconvenience and instead used some shampoo to foamy up my chops. This was a mistake. You see shampoo is

Ross, Brand and Milkshake

In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking. What that song doesn’t say is that the stocking was on a bank robber’s head. This is typical of lyricists who constantly bamboozle us with their half

Gymbo

Strange things these blogs. I’ve written before about the writers’ egotistical belief that the world gives a damn about what they think.  After all there are millions of blogs out there, all very much the same. Some are good and

Facebook

For the last few years I’ve been a slave to various social networking sites. It all started with Myspace and has continued apace with Facebook and now Twitter. My favourite is still Facebook which is a remarkable tool for wasting

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