Friday, 2 October 2015

And whilst we're talking about REAL MENS THINGS!!!





I had my new pair of Size 9 'Grafters' steel toe-capped and midsoled WORKING MENS shoes arrive today!!!

I've been walking around the flat in them in a MANLY way!!!

'LOOK AT THESE WORKING SHOES!!!' I'm thinking to myself as I pace about making more noise than normal. 'THESE ARE MANS SHOES!!! REAL MAN TOUGH HARD MAN WORKING SHOES FOR REAL MENS WORK!!! JUST LOOK AT ME!!! I'M WEARING REAL MANS SHOES!!!'

Yes boss

MY COCK FEELS 2 INCHES LARGER AND I HAVEN'T EVEN WALKED AROUND IN PUBLIC IN THEM YET!!!

'But why have you bought these real man shoes Paul?'

I've bought them because I dropped a bag of bricks on my toe when landscaping a garden in Highgate (more on this in a later post). My big pinky nail is underneath bloodied, and it's gonna pop off soon. Yes boss, I'm no longer dayjobbing at the wine company I co-founded and still 1/3 own, I now dayjob doing building work and so I need these

PROPER MANS SHOES!!!!

WINE COMPANIES ARE FOR NONCES!!!

I'VE GOT AN XL SIZED BRIGHT YELLOW FLOURO JACKET WITH REFLECTIVE STRIPES 'N ALL!!! The idea of wearing both these WORKING MANS shoes + this WORKING MANS jacket together is almost too much for me to bear...

Enough already, I'm off to pay the Council Tax (wearing these shoes)

OBVIOUSLY!!!



Rubgy World Cup Pt1




Do you wanna see FAT MUSCLY MAN CUNTS SHOVING their heads between each others legs and battering each other like bulls who can't run properly because their thighs are too big, so they trot along like full balled grunt monsters?!?!

Yes boss, we're a coupla weeks into the Rugby World Cup and there's been 2 or 3 good games. I've watched most of them, at least in part, and so far it's not nearly as exciting and interesting as the endless commercial  gym punditry and retired chunk bloke spin would have you believe.

England VS Wales was good, Wales Vs Fiji yesterday also wasn't bad and Japan Vs South Africa was good. The rest of the games have been varying shades of dull with results that were so predictable in advance there's no point betting on them. Yes boss, the main and much commented upon problem with Rugby as a game is there's not enough countries who give a shit, and so most games are predictable work outs by good or excellent teams against rank amateur teams thrown together to make up the numbers. For sure the gap betwixt and between is narrowing, but for now the group stage at least, is not much of a spectacle.

Foolishly, I was persuaded by my brother to go and see one of these NO HOPER games just over the way in the newly refurbished Ikea stadium in the Grizzled Bitch Olympic Park

New Zealand Vs Namibia

£125?!?!

Yes boss, £125 to watch a second string New Zealand side respectfully piss all over Namibia. 80 minutes - more than a quid a fucking minute to watch these demented CAVEMEN batter and bash one another in pursuit of stupid oval ball that doesn't even bounce straight

?!?!? 

All told, it was a strange and underwhelming LIVE sport experience: Yes boss, watching the game under the newly inverted illuminati pyramid lights is much like watching HD TV. You've got the flawless pitch and the shine, perfect sound and the sheen of the colour. Everything is perfect in HYPER COLOUR RICH AD SURROUND!!!

HYPER COLOUR RICH AD SURROUND!!!

with a shit atmosphere.

Yes boss, there was more going on amongst the Super Dry (TM) zombie hordes in the nearby Westfield shopping center than in that flat pack stadium. We're talking 60,000 indifferent 'fans' who mostly support neither team mostly sitting in silence watching BIG and EFFECTIVE chunks of meat run into BIG and UN-EFFECTIVE chunks of meat. The only moment of any palpable excitement was when Namibia were pushing and then scoring a try. The rest of the time it was simply dull and un-entertaining.

This is the problem with professional level sport. When it's a dull mis-match there's ABSOLUTELY nothing to see and no entertainment to be had - you're far better off watching Sunday League Rugby for free...

The only best thing about seeing the game LIVE, was I didn't have to tolerate quite so many godawful Rugby based adverts, idents and that horrendous fraud Paloma Faith singing 'World In Union' (RUGBY IS THE WORLD BATTERING SHIT OUT OF EACH OTHER!!!).

On one of these 'idents' you've got some company called SEE or BSE with this orangutan sat on the pitch looking confused!?!?

Imagine that concept meeting in the ad agency on that one?!?!

'OK. Anybody with any ideas?!?!'

'I'm thinking an orangutan sitting on the posts looking confused in an empty stadium will send out a POWERFUL and CONTEMPORARY image!!!'

'Mmmm, then what? WHAT'S THE VIBE??? WHAT'S THE FULL CONCEPT?!?!?'

'Then he goes and sits in the changing room looking all long faced, simple and retarded?!?!'

'BRILLIANT!!! The budget's £300,000 LET'S GO MAKE HISTORY!!!'

As for Englands chances???

I'll be betting they'll loose to Australia on Saturday and exit the tournament early. Despite the AD hype and jingoistic expectation gathered together by lots of home soil marketing, I reckon the best this mediocre England team can hope to do, is do as has done the various mediocre English football team many times before.

Disappoint, self sabotage and melt away when it really matters.

Let's see if I'm wrong...




Wednesday, 16 September 2015

BRAVE NEW WORDS FROM KARZAI...? Who's hand is up his ass this time?








PMQs




Brrrrr....

It's not very interesting is it?

The plan of Labours new scruffy professor Corbyn, was to deliver his first Prime Ministers Questions from the 40,000 he recieved by email from the public, and to keep the baying bought and sold chimps from too much jeering and paper waving...?!!?

Up until the 37th minute when I turned off, he seemed to have succeeded at doing both, which is all well and good.

However, the best thing about PMQs for me has always been the

IDIOTIC BAYING, JEERING AND PAPER WAVING!!!

Yes boss, in my opinion PMQs has always only ever been good for watching the spectacle of grown men and women in business suits behaving like retarded drunks who've been kicked out of their Saturday night hovel with nowhere else to go...

All the mealy mouthed promises, grandstand tributes to endless 'brave' servicemen' and talk of mental health and tigers doesn't make me wanna watch it.


This is the main problem I see with Corbyn.

Earnestness.




'GET BACK IN THERE!!!'




Coming back from Stratford I heard car horns blaring in that

URGENT

FIGHT FUCKING FIGHT!!!

way.

'Ohh, a fight!' I thought as I plodded towards the noise with full fruit shopping bags 'I'd LOVE to see a fight right now.'

A white Mercedes sped up the hill towards me and took over a black minibus taxi. The Mercedes slowed in front. The taxi tried to overtake. The white Mercedes nudged across in front of the taxi, slowed further, then stopped.

TRAPPED!

A bald mid tan man got out of the Mercedes, strode MANFULLY at the cab and started SHOUTING!

I stopped walking, and turned my full attention to the scene.

The taxi driver started SHOUTING back, but my attention was drawn to the back of the taxi.

A middle aged woman was moving about.

'What's she doing?'

The woman opened up the back door, got out and marched towards the driver of the Mercedes

'GET BACK IN THERE!!!'

she YELLED

pointing at the white Mercedes

The bald headed mid tan finished his sentence and did just that.




So what am I gonna write....?




Whatever I feel like : AKA THE SAME OLD SHIT!

Observations, anecdotes, stories, and I'll tell you what...

I'm thinking the time is right for a little opposition and support for the political opposition.

YOU PAUL?!!?

No boss, for once in a while there's a politician in charge of a UK political party who's good value and worth watching, if only because he's already created such paroxysms of phoney assed dictatorial disgust by failing to wear a matching suit and heartily sing praise to this countries longest serving dictator!?!?




Now boss, I'm not and never have been a Labour supporter and Jeremy Corbyn doesn't make me one, but he is at least a genuine politician with ideas of his own, who doesn't have his tongue PERMANENTLY curled up the ringpiece of the mainstream media.

Yes boss, a politician who doesn't eat brylcream and face powder for breakfast!!!

A politician who's a genuine threat to NATIONAL SECURITY!!!

A MAN WHO DARES TO NOT SING GLORY PRAISE TO THE GRIZZLED OLD BITCH ON THE THRONE!!!

A MAN WITH COURAGE AND BALLS!!!

AMEN!!!

Of course it'll all end in tears.

Corbyn'll either go up a mountain he can't refuse, or he'll cause such

COMPLETE aMORAL OUTRAGE

in is failure to be neat, bland and meaningless, the myopic moneyed idiots who populate the UK will sublet him to China

Whatever it's gonna be fun and I feel duty bound to report on it...


P!)






HO HUM!!!




Almost 2 years without a blog post...?!?

WHAT'S THE EXCUSE THIS TIME PAUL!?!?

'Errr....Didn't feel like it'

and on Planet Paul that feels like a reason nevermind an excuse.

But now I'm getting the itch again

And so here we go...