Randompalooza
Some more photos to clear out of my digital camera, and boy do I take photos of completely random fucking things. I'm like the Peter Parker of retarded.
Christmas Eve in Wimbledon, and my what festive decorations outside the local Blockbuster. Ya gotta love Rubbish night in London. Bag up your refuse, tie a knot at the top, and just launch the fucking things out on the street.
I asked a local what this street sign meant whilst in Amsterdam. Apparently if you drive into the city with a Truck or Bus full of ugly chicks, you are promptly asked to turn around and leave.
I had heard of this, and I was so looking forward to visiting this night club in Amsterdam. Imagine my disappointment when I found out that "Slag Room" was in fact a brand of Cream.
Balham McDonald's, 2am some random morn. Lucky I'm not a fussy diner when I'm pissed as a fart, because this looks like fucking shit. Interesting Fact: I spent five weeks in China in 2002, and ate all manner of random bizarre foods. I caught food posioning once while there - from eating a bad Big Mac. Fucking wankers.
I was wondering why the Pork products tasted so tender in Antwerp, this screen sign at a Butcher's had the answer: The Farmer's Wife, and her Strap-on Dildo.
Christmas Eve in Wimbledon, and my what festive decorations outside the local Blockbuster. Ya gotta love Rubbish night in London. Bag up your refuse, tie a knot at the top, and just launch the fucking things out on the street.
I asked a local what this street sign meant whilst in Amsterdam. Apparently if you drive into the city with a Truck or Bus full of ugly chicks, you are promptly asked to turn around and leave.
I had heard of this, and I was so looking forward to visiting this night club in Amsterdam. Imagine my disappointment when I found out that "Slag Room" was in fact a brand of Cream.
Balham McDonald's, 2am some random morn. Lucky I'm not a fussy diner when I'm pissed as a fart, because this looks like fucking shit. Interesting Fact: I spent five weeks in China in 2002, and ate all manner of random bizarre foods. I caught food posioning once while there - from eating a bad Big Mac. Fucking wankers.
I was wondering why the Pork products tasted so tender in Antwerp, this screen sign at a Butcher's had the answer: The Farmer's Wife, and her Strap-on Dildo.
posted by Beef at Friday, May 18, 2007
4 Comments:
keep it going beef, the end of mayhem is coming
Um, you still doing okay? Because there has been a near 7 day lapse in your "31 days of madness" posting and I don't want something to be wrong. Hopefully you are passed out i a fabulous brothel stocked only with clean hot virgins and guiness taps from the wall. Or work is kicking your ass. I hope for the former.
25th now, last post on the 17th.
eau de failure.
Once again let down by my heroes. I haven`t fel this deserted and sad since I was interfered with by the black wiggle. (the one with the funny whte collar that is - not the petrol can). You suck worse than santa.
Little Johnny.
Beef. You suck. Either that or your calendar is different to mine.
Yours, in Saturday night boredom...
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