You know how it goes.
You’re cycling down the road in the early hours of the moning and feel the urge to set fire to the front of your local pub.
Realising that if you’re not home before the missus wakes up to kick the milkman out of bed, you’ll be in trouble for spending the night round at her sister’s (…. again!), you cycle off sharpish.
But not before setting your own arse on fire for good measure.
I know… it’s happened to us all, hasn’t it.
Hear ye! Hear ye! I pray your indulgence to listen to the words of the wise Mr. Stickybud.
I know Mad Hatters is a blog for humour, but Duncs himself posts plenty of serious subjects. Here’s one. It was intended for Fried Korn Flakes, but I left it a bit late, so NobblySan kindly agreed to post it for me.
You may find some of the language in the following poem offensive. I make no apologies for my choice of words: I am extremely offended by being considered a criminal for using the most beneficial plant on earth, one which can only do the human body good.
This preamble was going to consist of a list of maximum penalties for various crimes: such as “The law considers possession of cannabis to be two-and-a-half times as bad as necrophilia, since the maximum sentence is 5 years, compared with that of 2 years for ‘sexual penetration of a corpse’”
However, events have overtaken my sloth in posting the poem, as the Sentencing Council has recently issued new guidelines for punishing cannabis criminals.
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…..but we ran out of that many years ago.
What a bunch of prize pillocks!
“Who are?” I hear you ask.
“They are.” says I, “The Yanks; or to be more exact, their ludicrously titled Department of Homeland Security”
It’s no wonder their acronym is DOHs…. very fitting, I must say.
Check out their latest bit of silliness…. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/technology-16810312
Here’s the dilemna
You and your best friend are both keen kick boxers and find yourself up against each other in the final of a kick-boxing championship. What do you do? Try to beat the shit out of your buddy? Or ?
of the number of times that I’ve started to write a post, and have titled it ”Oh, for fuck’s sake!”, only to think that I’ve probably used it before.
This situation though, would probably have warranted it.
What the hell is it with religious folk that get them so up in arms and all indignant about such stuff. It was a bloody joke, you plonkers, and not a particularly funny one at that. This is after all, mainstream American TV, and has to cater for people waaaay down near the “….and don’t you just love Two and a Half Men?’ end of the ‘Duh…. I don’t geddit…’ scale of comedy.
I’m not normally one to defend any particular organised religion (they’re all the same in my book), but I can’t quite imagine the Catholics being so vocal if Leno had shown a picture of the Vatican, or Celtic Park.
Tentative congratulations to everyone who has protested against SOPA.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-16655272
I don’t believe for one minute that the grabbing manipulative bastards behind this bill will allow it to be ditched or even compromised, but at least this is a foot in the door.
….for this post.
One is that I haven’t posted anything for day or two, and the other is that Eddie Izzard is possibly the funniest bloke alive – now that Tommy Cooper isn’t.
Here you go…….
