Huh? Who the fuck is Emo Phillips?
I wish I lived in
Easter Time huh? What a great time. Finally, the one time of year those poor chocolate manufacturers can turn a profit. All those brown bunnies and disorientated children, I get flashbacks to the time my sewerage system overflowed and flooded my basement.
No really, I saw Lindsay Lohan on the street corner a minute ago, I think she was taking the term ‘giving away her eggs’ a little too literally.
So this girl says to me the other day, she says ‘I don’t think I could live with myself with a slept with you’, which is ironical, because most girls that slept with me actually weren’t…
Huh?
Oh okay, apparently I’m under council not to finish that sentence.
Anyway, the next day another different girl says that most women wouldn’t be seen alive dating me, which is good, because at the time that most of them are they’re not…
Oh, apparently I can’t finish that one either.
So wow, this
No, but to be honest I’m not worried, I was talking to my dad, and he reckons it’s just a bunch of Bulldust.
Huh?
No, but it’s been a historic week for
No but seriously, I’m still waiting to see what will get to 10% first: His opinion polls or Interest Rates
No but really, a couple of weeks ago there was a kafuffle over Mark Vaile’s tax payer funded trips to the
In other news, smoking is bad for you. Am I right men?!
No but seriously, apparently Julia Gillard was asked for a comment but she…ah fuck it, you know where this is going right?
So, the numbers are coming out in Paul Mcarthy’s divorce. Apparently Heather Mills got the equivalent of $1500 an hour for her marriage to McCarthy. Wow, I bet Spitzer would kill for those numbers.
She’s denying claims that she threw cold water over Paul’s lawyer, a Ms Fiona Shackelton. Funnily, we could have avoided this whole mess if someone had done to Paul a couple of years back. Hi-YO!
So, the drummer from Abba is dead? I’m not going to make a joke about
He is though.
Fuck I hate myself.
Sorry, and happy easter.
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