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.

Friday, 22 January 2010

The doghouse

Having returned from 3 seperate meetings yesterday all entailing some form of entertainment I promptly fell into my usual deep dead sleep. The result is that I slept through 4 foxes cavorting on the front lawn.
So tonight finds me sober prior to an early night for a drive to Hampshire and a day of back gunning!

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