I have a tendency to listen to Radio 4 on my way to work on the days when I don't feel like listening to music. It's relatively soothing and often quite interesting. Unfortunately my regular schedule gets me Thought for the Fucking Day about the time I go over Tesco flyover.
Usually it just induces eye-rolling scorn over its sixth-form platitudes
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Most of my boyfriends have been hopeless map readers with an excessive addiction to chocolate that one might be tempted to call hormonal, if calling a liking of chocolate hormonal wasn't also ridiculous bullshit.
And nothing about the fact that money and security really helps kids, which they could equally get being raised by a secure gay or lesbian couple, as opposed to a single parent struggling to find cash and time.
Arrrgh aaarrrgh aaargh!
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