Good Capers, Olive!
Another Monday, another bloggy type effort from me.
I've just ticked off another star on my countdown to freedom list, hehe!
After all the faffing about what to do at the weekend, it ended up being a cracker! All my favourite Rhyllian folk were there, grooving to a Thin Lizzie tribute band and drinking copious amounts of tequilla. Yay! Was a shame brotherly-o and the jen had to go early, but we'll make up for it this weekend, hoorah! (Thankyou so much for being there, mwah!) Then a lazy Sunday was spent watching Napoleon Dynamite with cups of Krysia's yorkshire tea (which she left behind, oops!) After everyone that crashed over headed off, me and the Pook went to Revo's for some munch and yummy cocktails then to the cinema to see Hostel. I can't remember being so dissapointed with an ending in a long time, i literally wanted to shout "NOOOOOO!" at the retarded screen. Booooo. Most of the effects were shit, the story had holes in it a mile wide, it was Hollywood bollocks with some extreme violence thrown in. There was some decent bits, but a 5 minute montage would cover them. There was lot's of boobies though.
Please let me introduce Charlie to you. He is The Pookahs bastard child of capers, olives and gerkins.
Off to see Mr Henry Rollins tonight, so that should be much fun stuffs, yippee!!
I've just ticked off another star on my countdown to freedom list, hehe!
After all the faffing about what to do at the weekend, it ended up being a cracker! All my favourite Rhyllian folk were there, grooving to a Thin Lizzie tribute band and drinking copious amounts of tequilla. Yay! Was a shame brotherly-o and the jen had to go early, but we'll make up for it this weekend, hoorah! (Thankyou so much for being there, mwah!) Then a lazy Sunday was spent watching Napoleon Dynamite with cups of Krysia's yorkshire tea (which she left behind, oops!) After everyone that crashed over headed off, me and the Pook went to Revo's for some munch and yummy cocktails then to the cinema to see Hostel. I can't remember being so dissapointed with an ending in a long time, i literally wanted to shout "NOOOOOO!" at the retarded screen. Booooo. Most of the effects were shit, the story had holes in it a mile wide, it was Hollywood bollocks with some extreme violence thrown in. There was some decent bits, but a 5 minute montage would cover them. There was lot's of boobies though.
Please let me introduce Charlie to you. He is The Pookahs bastard child of capers, olives and gerkins.
Off to see Mr Henry Rollins tonight, so that should be much fun stuffs, yippee!!