Category Archives: Humour

Don’t hassle the hoff, or me

The HoffJust been looking for a costume for a Super Hero related pub crawl, and I came across this.

Is it not the greatest costume you’ve ever seen?

My good lady tells me that the Hoff isn’t a super hero, but clearly she’s mistaken. I’m not going to buy the costume from this shop, as I’ve got all of the seperate parts myself already, including the wig.

So if you’re out an about in Leeds on February 15th, and you happen to see the Hoff walking your way – it’s me!

Good job I brought my wip

I’m really getting into this YouTube. Here’s a classic from circa 1995, where Swansea based Steven Gane dons the jacket, hat and wip of Indiana Jones – mixed with the make-up of Julian Clary.

The shit some people will do if you tell them no one will ever see it eh? Steven Gane as Juliana Clary, watch and weep.

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France becoming part of Great Britain?

So it seems that in 1950 France wanted to unify with Great Britain. I’ve just been asked how I feel about that.

Well, it wouldn’t be so bad so long as there were a few provisos. We could have a new, unified name to display the unity between the two Countries. Something like ‘Great Britain’ would suffice. Then of course we’d need one single currency, something which many Brits are unsure of, but if we called it ‘The Pound’ for example I’m sure they’d come round.

We’d also need a single language to help the trade between us, English has a nice ring to it, we can use that. Finally we’d need a flag, something which embodies the Union Flag of the British Isles, and the White flag of French Surrendership… that’s it, I can’t entertain this crap any more! The bloody cheese eating, sheep burning, wine guzzling, Nazi collaborating surrender monkeys unifying with us???

The bloody cheek of it. Non monsier.

You snobby bastards were offered the chance by Churchill back in 1940 as the Bosch were trampling through your vineyards, and you shrugged your Gallic shoulders and turned tail to the Germans, then you’ve the bloody cheek to ask for it ten years later.

I need to lay down.

Hurricane in swansea this morning

A major hurricane (Hurricane Shazza) and an earthquake measuring 5.8 on the Richter scale hit Swansea in the early hours of this morning with its epicentre in Townhill. Victims were seen wandering around aimlessly, muttering “Faaackinell”. The hurricane decimated the area causing approximately 30 quids worth of damage. Several priceless collections of mementos from Majorca and the Costa del Sol were damaged beyond repair. Three areas of historic burnt out cars were disturbed. Many locals were woken well before their giros arrived.

The Wave radio reported that hundreds of residents were confused and bewildered and were still trying to come to terms with the fact that something interesting had happened in Townhill. One resident – Tracy Sharon Smith, a 15-year-old mother of 5 said, “It was such a shock, my little Chardonnay-Mercedes came running into my bedroom crying. My youngest two, Tyler-Morgan and Victoria-Storm slept through it all. I was still shaking when I was skinning up and watching Trisha the next morning.” Apparently looting, muggings and car crime were unaffected and carried on as normal. The British Red Cross has so far managed to ship 4,000 crates of Sunny Delight to the area to help the stricken locals. Rescue workers are still searching through the rubble and have found large quantities of personal belongings, including benefit books, jewellery from Elizabeth Duke and Bone China from Poundland.

HOW CAN YOU HELP?

This appeal is to raise money for food and clothing parcels for those unfortunate enough to be caught up in this disaster. Clothing is most sought after – items most needed include: Fila or Burberry baseball caps, Kappa tracksuit tops (his and hers), Shell suits (female), White sport socks, Rockport boots and any other items usually sold in Primark. Food parcels may be harder to come by, but are needed all the same. Required foodstuffs include: Microwave meals, Tins of baked beans, Ice cream, Cans of Colt 45 or Special Brew.

Be aware that 22p buys a biro for filling in the compensation forms; 2 pound buys chips, crisps and blue fizzy drinks for a family of 9; 5 pound buys 20 B&H and a lighter to calm the nerves of those affected.

***Breaking News*** Rescue workers found a girl in the rubble smothered in raspberry alco-pop. “Where are you bleeding from?” they asked, “Portmead” said the girl, “woss that gotta do wiv you?”

The spector of Joslin

You may remember a previous rant about how utterly useless my predecessor, Darren Joslin was?

Even now, two years on from replacing this retarded baboon, I’m still having to clean up his stinking mess. What now? Well, seems the free hosted sendmail script he used on EVERY SODDING website has been altered, thus all of the website he built don’t work any more.

I’ve already had one client phone up wondering why their contact form doesn’t work, and I’m expecting a LOT more. This is really pissing me off. Why must I continue to clean up after this toss hole???

Even came across another school girl error of his today. You CANNOT use VB Script in a HTML file, dumbass! The useless gimp, everything he’s built should be wiped clean from the Internet.

The IT Joke

Just heard the best joke in the world today, the sort of joke that will devide parties, but not the even division a good old fashioned sexist gag will do. No, the kind of division that has the whole room slient save for one nerd in the corner pissing himself.

Here goes:

There are only 10 kinds of people in the world, those who know binary and those who don’t.