We-hey! Still can’t quite get over it…

Yep, I’ve got a Wheeliebin with wi-fi! What are the chances ey? Random!

And what have you got you sad twat loser? Apart from a rank case of halitosis that is…(smelly breath durr brain)

Yep, what a result: Some twonk goes and throws away a lap-top. Solar powered ‘an all it is. And some Clown (that’ll be me) only goes and picks it up. “Yep, I’ll have that! Nice one thanks…”

And so now I can Blog to me farts content: As often – or as infrequently – as I fuckin’ well like, whilst putting the World to rights from an Englisman’s Throneroom i.e the kasi, whilst trying to take a shit…Nice! Curl that one out on to your lap-top ya beauty!

Oh cock – I’ve gone and got shit all over me keyboard now…Pass the fuckin’ Blogroll would you Ratty, you rodent-like little git? Second thoughts – come here:

Result – sticks to you fur like a beauty…

Right then, another day, another gag: Let’s see where “mi beauty”’s bin-and-gawn-and landed us today…

Oh Arseholes: Port Talbot (Port Toilet more like). No offence – some of my best friends are Welsh, honest – but Port Talbot? What a ming-hole.

Q: “What’s the diffeence between a bucket of shit and Port Talbot?”

A: The bucket…

And if anyone’s got a problem with that particular observation, then…then go book yourself a holiday in Port Toilet then why don’t you? A nice romantic break-away for one – sad twat that is you.

Respectfully

Stan