Papa smurf = Karl Marx

Jun 28, 2007 15:20

Well. Here I am. It's now a few days into my holidays, and boy am I glad they are here. For a time there I thought I was going to go mad and climb a clock tower and pick one after the other off with my M16 semi automatic rifle.
Pumping round after round into each defenceless person.

However the holidays finally arrived and now I am in recoverery. I am glad to say that I have spent the last few days doings just what I want. This has included TV, chocolate, Flight Simulator, TV, laying in bed, use my loaf instead of head, chocolate and Playstation. Oh and did I mention TV & chocolate.

So much has happened. Too much. My poor little brain was nearing meltdown. We were about to have another Chernobyl. Or more likely a Glen Iris. Doesn't have quite the same ring does it? I would have just melted into the Indian place downstairs. Not the place I would want to end up to be honest.

We also have a new house guest. I won't divulge his name on here just yet. I'll leave it as a mystery for the time being. Perhaps do a bit of Big Brother. Put some web camera's up and see how much people will pay to find out, then watch a mystery person. Probably not that much!

You may be wondering what the title of this Journal has to do with the entry. Well (if you aren't thinking of it now you are) allow me to spin you a tale of woe. Actually I'll let Wikipedia do it for me. Needless to say I was very surprised to read this, and I guess there are some interesting comments to be made.

And on that bombshell, I feel the need. The need for WRC 3 rallying. WAAHHHHOOOOOO!!!!
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