Monthly Archives: August 2018

Goodbye you parasite fuck nuggets. I hope you end up haunted by the cunt puppets from your adverts. Wonga ‘considering all options’ as compensation claims surge – http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-45313958

Summer comes and brings the sun, But careful when you’re having fun For Satan made small biting things With needle teeth and tiny wings That silently around you buzzle Then zero in for a quick guzzle We’re cursed if we … Continue reading →

It’s hot… To the tune of Starry Starry Night. Sweaty, sweaty night Paint my nice blue t shirt gray Been sweating on a summer’s day With eyes that know the darkness in my pits Sun burns on the hills Scorch … Continue reading →

I just got off a long Skype meeting that was going so “well” that, when it finished I typed in the other Skype window you obviously have running to speak the truth with selected sufferers: “I may go outside now … Continue reading →