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In a comment on the post about the pissed up/tired/virally infected Czech premier, I linked to an article on the BBC news site about euphemisms.
They’ve now followed it up with a further page, in which the public submit their own favourites.
Some are a bit lame, so I thought I’d see if you lot could do any better.
Dear all,
Some of you know me, some don’t.
A while ago, I handed back my Mad Hat to Duncan, as I was royally hacked off with wearing it, and fancied chancing my arm at something a little different in the blogging world. Despite my attempt to leave, Duncan (ever the true Scot) instantly reinstated me as an administrator in order that I could pay the annual fee, and I remained ‘on the books’ in that capacity.
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Now let’s hope that there’s some sensible sentencing when he’s back in court next week.
Oh, sorry… you haven’t a clue who or what I’m a burblin’ on about.
Why – it’s that nice cuddly Mr McCormick, and his lovely bomb detectors who has just, finally, been found guilty on several counts of fraud, and who returns to court next week to get his sorry disreputable arse kicked.
It’s also good to see that in these times of austerity, good ol’ Jim is being sorely pressed by Avon and Somerset plod to make a charitable donation to the people-with-no-legs-thanks -to-some-scheming-bastard-fraudster benevolent fund.
Make sure to bend over in the showers Jim, and let’s hope that there are plenty of big hairy-arsed blokes with working bum detectors.
OK – here’s the deal….
Seeing as BigD is claiming to be ill in order to drink even more Scotch than normal, I’ll temporarily come out of the closet retirement in order to bung up a quick post. You will, however, be pleased to note that I shall not be making this a permanent state of affairs. Fuck (without an asterisk in it) no! I will not be subjecting you to my style of humour (one with a u in it) except in dire emergencies.
The present emergency, in which the stocks of several distilleries could be exhausted within days, is indeed a serious one, and hence worthy of my timely intervention. I hope you appreciate it.
Right… onto the gist of the matter.
This one concerns our wonderful British Police…. or at least one of their less savoury employees.
…wish you all a Merry Christmas, and one of those less than miserable New Years.
For the most pertinent comment I’ve seen on this tragedy, read the first comment in this thread.
The second one is utter drivel, written by some deranged fuckwit who is probably writing bitter twisted comments about our Transatlantic brethren because he’s got indigestion due to too much food and a dodgy bottle of merlot….. probably…who knows.
That famous Oirishman, Archie O’Logist is baffled by the markings on a newly found Roman coin.
I fail to see what all the fuss is about.
It’s bleedin’ obvious innit….
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…of posting random youtube clips, but this one made me smile.
Quentin who?
…nothing more, nothing less.
I could rant about these foul people, and the worthless evil bastards that fill their heads with such barbaric notions, but I won’t. Life has enough capacity to stress me out without my getting all wound up about the inherent evil that is organised religion.
