Give Me Novacaine
Sometimes I can read emails, sometimes I can't and replying is not an option as it won't let me do that on anything, webmail service included.
At the moment the server status says down yet I'm able to log into the webmail service and access my mails but not reply to them.
So anyway, Halloween, god I hate this god awful event! It's crap, its not even ours and it gives little chavs an excuse to go vadalizing my property!
Roll on bonfire night, aslong as I don't see anyone doing a 'penny for the guy' chararrde, as thats just bloody beggin and usualy their 'guys' are crap!
I've made better ones in my time! we even put bangers in his eyes and mouth once >;-)
This was way back when bangers were half decent and could only be brought by adults responsible enough to use them, these days its seems that any little scrote can get hold of bangers and rockets so they've had to tone them down otherwise the stupid little prats will blow some fingers off.
And then there was a catherine wheel incident when the bloody thing chased my mum up the garden cos she hadnt nailed it to the fence properly ;-)
On Millenium eve we were in Holland with a load of Dutch mad men who had a very big box of fireworks, the bangers had great long fuses on them like cartoon bombs do, we had great fun lighting them well into the early hours of 2000.
They all had a main body of red tissue paper, when we finaly awoke from the drunken stuper at around 3pm in the afternoon the street looked like a scene out of War Of The Worlds where the red weed covers everything.
27 Days til:
Should be a picture here but blogger is fucked for sending pictures again!




































