Tuesday, 2 June 2009

It's all getting dangerously close to putting a smile on my face!




Another motherfucker bites the motherfucking dust!

Not the worst Tuesday I've ever had.

11 comments:

sixtypoundsaweekcleaner said...

I can't keep up with you. Thirteen posts in one day! Are you having some sort of electronic surge or something?

Obnoxio The Clown said...

It's the Duracell bunny -- the missus put NiCad batteries in the rampant rabbit! :o)

sixtypoundsaweekcleaner said...

The office had a whip round and bought me one of those for a 'big' birthday. I was not amused.

Obnoxio The Clown said...

Why, did they get you the extra large one? :o)

sixtypoundsweekcleaner said...

All I wanted was a bit of zing in my scrubber. They didn't even go that far.

The Penguin said...

I feel sorry for the restaurants in Westminster.

The Penguin

Obnoxio The Clown said...

I feel sorry for all the Nokias in Westminster.

@60: zing in your scrubber? Did you remember to turn it on? :o)

steveshark said...

It's all gone a bit 'last death throes' hasn't it?
Watson, who helped weaken Blair, resigns, and now Smith has jumped, and erstwhile colleagues will soon be booted out to let in people like Balls.
I have a vision of only Brown and Baslls cowering underneath their desks after they've sacked anyone who hasn't already quit whilst the angry mob masses outside in Downing Street.
The Police will be busy elsewhere, nicking another tranche of troughers...

JuliaM said...

"It's all gone a bit 'last death throes' hasn't it?"

Indeed. We may at last be able to answer the question: What happens to a sinking ship when it runs out of rats?

Anonymous said...

was it wired up to the lamp post with black rubber glove and singing

JohnR said...

When I come to your blog, I always
think of this. Keep it up, amigo.