Apparently Google has its knickers all in a twist over those cunts in the Eu and some shite about cookies. Frankly if they are biscuits then I will eat them, if you are concerned about this then fuck off somewhere else and read something else.

Wednesday, 10 October 2007

Rant over

I read in last weeks shooting times and country magazine that the Ardingly Autumn Game and Country fair was still on, yes it was, yes we attended, I wonder if they will print my letter about how poor the fair was.
Rant Over: Time for another Joke this one lifted from Milsurp After Hours;

Harold is 95 and lives in a Senior Citizen Home. Every night after dinner, Harold goes to a secluded garden behind the Center to sit and ponder his accomplishments and long life. One evening, Mildred, age 87, wanders into the garden. They begin to chat and before they know it, several hours have passed. After a short lull in their conversation, Harold turns to Mildred and asks, "Do you know what I miss most of all?" She asks, "What?" "Sex!!" he replies. Mildred exclaims, "Why you old fart. You couldn't get it up if I held a gun to your head!" "I know," Harold says, "but it would be nice if a woman could just hold it for a while." Well, I can oblige," says Mildred, who unzips his trousers, removes his manhood and proceeds to hold it. Afterward, they agree to meet secretly each night in the garden where they would sit and talk and Mildred would hold Harold's manhood. Then one night Harold didn't show up at their usual meeting place. Alarmed, Mildred decided to find Harold and make sure he was O.K. She walked around the Senior Citizen Home where she found him sitting by the pool with Ethel, another resident, who was holding Harold's manhood! Furious, Mildred yelled, "You two-timing creep! What does Ethel have that I don't have?" Old Harold smiled happily and replied, "Parkinson's."

Enjoy it, it certainly cheered me up, I was fuming on the way in to work, not content with protecting themselves from prosecution for lying in public our esteemed public servants have managed to lower the bar in disgraceful behaviour.
The Sgt at Arms (yes I know he is probably an ex General and wears tights but thats his name) for the Palace of westminster has decreed that the staff of the palace are to give way to members of the lower house. This isnt just when in corridors but also when queueing for meals or drinks or even facilities.
Serfdom thats what this is!
Time to kick the lot out and elect the ones not currently encumbent.
Lembitt Opik the clown Prince of MP's was dragged in to comment I suppose since Giles Brandrith has retired and his jumpers were perfect for radio!

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