Sunday, 30 October 2011

Cum werk wiv arsz

Yes, the local hardware shop has closed down then re-opened about 3 months later with a bunch of fucking illiterate wankstains.

As wankstains, they are obviously looking to hire the same sort as they are. There are 5 of these hand-scrawled abortions on the windows….



If you want to contact as on those numbers. Please feel free. And plug this blog while you are at it, please. I need the readership!

I had to stop, and take the picture. I’m sorry.

Saturday, 29 October 2011

EU Bailout (yes, again)

The Greeks default – yes, they have. Loads of money for bailing them out. A 50% “voluntary” haircut for private bond holders (such as Greek pension funds….) and this still doesn’t trigger a CDS event? Fuck me.

Anyway, with possible cut in their debt, followed up with a >E100bn loan from the IMF, the Greek economy is still now even more woefully fucked that before. And that’s saying something.

Meanwhile, behind the scenes we have this….


Give us your money within 7 days. You can’t sue us or anybody working for us. We can sue you.

How much longer until we rise up and leave this piece of shit dictatorship????

Saturday, 15 October 2011

Mediation = Casheroonies!

Been invited to mediation sessions on my divorce. Sounds good. You know, independent dudes makings sure everybody agrees to stuff and etc. But, and here’s the rub, those on legal aid (i.e. my ex) get it all free. Me, although I am living from hand to mouth after paying all those debts etc, I have to pay. Oh yes.

According to their website, an average divorce will require about 4 or 5 mediation sessions of 90 minutes each, plus write-up of the agreement which the lawyers will then need to turn into gobbledegook legalese. And those sessions will be costing me about £620 + VAT (20%). And the write-up £80 + VAT.


I am diabetic. If I have to pay this stuff, I won’t be able to afford to eat.

Let’s see how things work out. I’m promised things. Stay tuned.

Bridges for Bats

Luckily for all of us, the money the council you vote for is spending it wisely…. on building bridges for fucking bats!

Yes, those little flying creatures that eat moths and stuff, obviously nature has left a bit of a boo boo in that they need bridges. Yes, flying creatures need bridges. Hmm.


So how does £0.5m of your council tax feel? Upset about the supposed closure of libraries, hospitals, schools etc? Yes, I’m sure you are. You obviously also agree that we need more Climate Change Outreach Co-ordinators and one-legged lesbian basketball facilitators, don’t we?


Easy. Get off your lardy arse and vote for somebody who will make a difference!!!!

Saturday, 8 October 2011

Finally–it has begun

Recently just received a letter from some legal chappies, or chappesses (don’t say I’m sexist!).

Things are now moving, in the right direction. To dissolve that which should never have been.

Keeping details under radar for now.

Won’t be done by Christmas, but hopefully 2012 will be a new year of wonderment, love and eternal happiness.

This tag is henceforth closed until done and, indeed, dusted.

Thursday, 6 October 2011

More Yawny Sayings

“Synchronised Lesbian Pasta”




Redux is a post-positive adjective meaning "brought back, restored" (from Latin reducere, "to bring back")

The above pic was from John’s party in Cappagh.




God, I so hope so.

Luckily, I have don't have spies in the courts, special branch and the local assassins office.

They are all not armed with tipex.


That an voluptuous breasts.


The Human Rights Act

What a load of old shite.

Maybe it has some good intentions, but then, as the man said, the road to hell is paved with those.

Although the papers and the insane carpet-chewing leftie media are going mental about something some lying bastard said about a cat at some group-wank…. the point remains that criminals are seriously taking the piss over this law. Tried to bomb Londoners? Nah. Paeodophiles? Rapists? Illegal scumbags grabbing their share of the leftie money that grows on fucking trees? Nah.

From a complete layman’s point of view, think of it this way. Who is getting seriously fucked over here? The VICTIM? The VICTIM who fights back against the criminals?

Or the POOR SAD CRIMINAL who didn’t really mean to rape, pillage and shite over everything, and now can’t be deported back to the shitty little country he came from because he might get, shock horror, into TROUBLE!


Let’s give the CRIMINAL compensation, and let the VICTIM suffer. Hell, prosecute the VICTIM. For daring to defend himself.

Sunday, 2 October 2011

Cash for Gold? Gold For Cats?

And they buy any cats too! In any condition! One for you, the ex!


And no, I wasn’t wanting to sell Daffy. Honest.