Archive for February, 2008
Pratt of the week.
“A man who planned to walk from Bristol to India without any money has quit, after getting as far as Calais, France.”
Hippy barnacled freelove dropout drops out of stroll cross-country. For his own good as well as everyone else’s.
Mark Boyle, 28, who set out four weeks ago with only T-shirts, a bandage and sandals, hoped to rely on the kindness of strangers for food and lodging.
But, because he could not speak French, people thought he was free-loading or an asylum seeker.
I AM SO PROUD I WIL WRITE IN CAPS LOL
LEONA LEWIS (see prvs Post) equals CLOSEST match to Bleeding Bumholes …
CLICK pic for THE PROOF …
My Hemorrhoid, by B. McCluskey, aged 27.34
Oh! Little Mountain of misery!
Bleeding bumhole of desolation!
Grape-size lump of fleshy indignation!
Lead me not to the proctologist!
Oh! Little Mound of fleshy Fire!
Scratchy, oozing, digestive mistake!
Veiny flap of ricey discomfort!
Lead me not to the Barium Enema!
Belgians love their dogs. They let their dogs do what they want. Brussels is a temple to dogshit.

But what’s wrong with this picture?
The grass.
Brussels doesn’t have this much grass.
Knickerless Sarkozy tells a peasant to “go fuck himself, you little shit!”




