Wednesday, 28 January 2009

#0149. OLD MEN WHO RECKON THEY'RE REALLY GOOD WITH COMPUTERS.

And I tell you what's even more annoying -- old men who shout "NOW THEN!" all the time, as if they're about to tell you something really amazing, but who then don't actually have anything to say at all. 

Monday, 19 January 2009

#0148. BREAKING OUT MY JAZZIEST, COOLEST, MOST AWESOME FONTS, THEN HORRIBLY MISJUDGING HOW MUCH SPACE I'VE GOT TO PLAY WITH.

Always the cocksucking Y.

Monday, 12 January 2009

#0147. WORKING HARD/PLAYING HARD.

Working hard -- fine. Playing hard -- not really a massive fan. 

From what I can gather, 'playing hard' mainly involves clocking off from work, not even having time to change your socks or have any tea, immediately engaging in some kind of contact sport and not having a bubble bath afterwards, then drinking beer and taking the piss out of your colleague Jacko for his terrible bloody taste in work ties while missing Ross Kemp On Gangs, before finally going to a nightclub and staying up really late talking to girls who've never even heard of Fallout 3.

Er... no thanks!

You fucking losers.

Monday, 5 January 2009

#0146. STANDING AT BAGGAGE RECLAIM AND REALISING THAT THE NEW IMAGE YOU CULTIVATED WHILE ON HOLIDAY MIGHT NOT WORK IN THE "NON-HOLIDAY" CONTEXT.

Yes I'm talking to you, Man In The Cowboy Hat With The Rolled-Up Jacket Sleeves Who's Obviously Just Been On Holiday To LA.

Look at the body language. He's already worrying about what he's going to say the first time he walks back into his local pub.

"What this hat? Nah I've always worn it, but erm... so, drinks?"