43 Not out!

Hello Bastards.

Its my fucking birthday, so wheres my cake? Had a tidy bottle of cooking whisky of the rev earlier, and Father Bradley gave me 5p and a 50p of Daz coupon so all in all not a bad start to the day.
This nun I met in Liverpool is going to call me later, what a life eh! Life begins at 43!

Later Bastards

FG

Thought for the day:Asda's own non-biological washing powder, or Daz? You decide.

Happiness!

Hello Bastards, just got back from some small village called Liverpool. Nice place, gorgeous lady, happy Gibbon. Best go see the Reverend for a quick Hail Mary and a game of darts.

Later

FG.

Thought for the day: Women are very, very, very nice. Why were they made this way?

Whatever, Trevor!

Hello B'astards.

I'm back. So there, so nowhere, so who cares! Sorry waffling again. its not easy losing a scroat to a rabid badger. That will teach me to lay down naked in the Millenium stadium singing sweet low sweet chariot, wheres your f#cking wheels gone! Tee Hee! oh bugger the pain!

later b'astards

Thought for today: Where can Engurlund get a new chariot from?

Whatever, Trevor!

Hello Bastards,

Bollocks! Fuck all to say at the moment but Bollocks!

Later bastards.

Thought for the day:..............BOLLOCKS....................