» I was drunk when I bought this

I must have been utterly fucked
I think I bought this from an internet-enabled phonebox I'd only stumbled into for a shit


(Thu 9th Jun 2005, 12:12, More)

» Stupid Tourists

american wankers
The only day in Prague which felt a bit uneasy was the day we visited the old jewish ghetto ie. some tiny crap part of town where in former times they where forced to live (this is much older than WWII era, btw). One spin off was that grave space was very limited and therefore people where buried in stacks. This is not unique, but somehow it seemed to underline the misery that hung about the place. At the same time I'm thinking about all this I hear americans having it explained to them and squealing about how clever it was. twats.

also, I guy on a training course I had to help on was from india, working during day at McD's shit food-o-rama. The questions he got asked, in all innocence apparently, made me shrivel up with shame at our native chav thickos. questions like did you have your own elephant, cos that's how people get about isn't it? or is this you first pair of shoes/first time you've seen cars? His comical rage was great though, 'an elephant? yes! I call it Hyundai!'
(Fri 8th Jul 2005, 10:59, More)

» Never Meet Your Heroes

BECK
is a scientologist. I mean fucking hell. I didn't have many heroes in the first place...
(Fri 26th May 2006, 16:58, More)

» School fights

I hit a girl
Arriving at secondary school my number one priority was to leave my primary school being-bullied days behind. What this meant was that anyone who tried it got hit as hard as I could hit them, on the basis that first impressions count. Tough Julie decided to empty out my pencil case on the table in front of the whole class. I lamped Julie right in the kisser. Me and Julie were friends from that moment on. Go on lads, give'em a slap, they love it :)
(Mon 13th Mar 2006, 10:00, More)

» Stupid Tourists

Carlisle
Home of trolls, I left at 18. When I went back recently to visit I met my brother off the train and began drinking immediately. Walking up to the cash machine I began to think not such a bad old place etc.

The couple's conversation I heard behind me on the way back was how there were too many black people in Carlisle these days (ie. more than one) but how it was worse in Birmingham which was at least '50% black'. "aye, what do you call them now though eh?, er, british americans?"

Twats. Carlisle was the place they trial-marketed Sunny Delight, need I go on?

ok - I was the tourist, but in my home town, and they were stupid. do you feel better now?
(Mon 11th Jul 2005, 13:00, More)