I DON'T MEAN TO BE, AND IT'S NOT INTENTIONAL OR DELIBERATE . . . . ITS JUST EASY AND COMFORTABLE . . . . APATHY CAN BE SO ALLURING, SO WARM AND WELCOMING IN ITS EMBRACE . . . . "COME ON 'DOG', LET ME HOLD YOU A LITTLE WHILE, YOU CAN DO THAT SHIT LATER ON" . . . . WHAT DID MUM USED TO SAY WHEN I WAS A WEE THING ?? NEVER PUT OFF UNTIL TOMORROW WHAT YOU CAN PUT OFF TIL NEXT WEEK . . . . ?????
All those twisted souls who have been regular readers of my contribution to Blogsville would notice a complete absence of pretty pictures, sideloads, downups and stuffdumps . . . without having to "click on the link below or on post title" kind of bollocks . . . . despite my reassurances that this pig ignorant state of affairs would be addressed and remedied within a couple of shakes of a Billy Goat's dick . . . . well, clearly and demonstrably I am a liar and a cad, a bounder and a cheat, cause none of the hitherto mentioned good intentions have been put into place . . . just thought that I'd mention . . . . WTF ????
Where did that shonkey rhyming deal come from . . . . look, in closing, I don't know when this sorry arsed state of non affairs is going to be rectumfied, or if it ever will . . . . I've quite grown to enjoy not only the visual appeal of my own site, relative to all the others that put up wicked photos, ready to go to clips and all the other 'instant visual gratification' things, but also and moreover, the way it's pushed me, unwittingly and spontaneously, into this spur of the moment, stream of consciousness, blithering like a LSD effected idiot kind of writing thing/caper/trip/shitfight . . . . I'm loving it, if not for the selfish and shallow reason that principally and primarily, the therapeutic dividends are almost tangible inside my head and soul . . . . but I don't want any of you to venture into those dark, dank, overgrown nether regions . . . that ugly shit is my domain, luckily for you !!!
To the patient faithful, I will get to grips with fulfilling my previously sworn pledge to uphold my social blogging contract undertaken with y'all . . . just give me some more time to continue with one of my areas of true, Zen like expertise and mastery . . . the Fine Art of Procrastination !!!!!
Big love and thanks to old mate Lovey, cheers for the observations and positive comments me old cock, Pat for being staunch and real, Noot for the technical input and inspiration and to my small but quality gang of followers, appreciate it muchly . . . love your work guys !!!
***** Get a little bit of old school punk up ya nostrils, click on the link below or on . . . . . nah, fuck it, you know what to do . . .in fact, I think I've screwed the pooch for using the link so it'll have to be the post title tickle method . . . . Messers Rotten, Cook, Jones and Vicious . . . THE SICK PUSTULES and "I'M A LAZY SOD" . . . . for me . . . . because I can !!!!
RAW PUNK - The Sex Pistols LIVE! 1978 #3 "I'm A Lazy Sod" - YouTube
All those twisted souls who have been regular readers of my contribution to Blogsville would notice a complete absence of pretty pictures, sideloads, downups and stuffdumps . . . without having to "click on the link below or on post title" kind of bollocks . . . . despite my reassurances that this pig ignorant state of affairs would be addressed and remedied within a couple of shakes of a Billy Goat's dick . . . . well, clearly and demonstrably I am a liar and a cad, a bounder and a cheat, cause none of the hitherto mentioned good intentions have been put into place . . . just thought that I'd mention . . . . WTF ????
Where did that shonkey rhyming deal come from . . . . look, in closing, I don't know when this sorry arsed state of non affairs is going to be rectumfied, or if it ever will . . . . I've quite grown to enjoy not only the visual appeal of my own site, relative to all the others that put up wicked photos, ready to go to clips and all the other 'instant visual gratification' things, but also and moreover, the way it's pushed me, unwittingly and spontaneously, into this spur of the moment, stream of consciousness, blithering like a LSD effected idiot kind of writing thing/caper/trip/shitfight . . . . I'm loving it, if not for the selfish and shallow reason that principally and primarily, the therapeutic dividends are almost tangible inside my head and soul . . . . but I don't want any of you to venture into those dark, dank, overgrown nether regions . . . that ugly shit is my domain, luckily for you !!!
To the patient faithful, I will get to grips with fulfilling my previously sworn pledge to uphold my social blogging contract undertaken with y'all . . . just give me some more time to continue with one of my areas of true, Zen like expertise and mastery . . . the Fine Art of Procrastination !!!!!
Big love and thanks to old mate Lovey, cheers for the observations and positive comments me old cock, Pat for being staunch and real, Noot for the technical input and inspiration and to my small but quality gang of followers, appreciate it muchly . . . love your work guys !!!
***** Get a little bit of old school punk up ya nostrils, click on the link below or on . . . . . nah, fuck it, you know what to do . . .in fact, I think I've screwed the pooch for using the link so it'll have to be the post title tickle method . . . . Messers Rotten, Cook, Jones and Vicious . . . THE SICK PUSTULES and "I'M A LAZY SOD" . . . . for me . . . . because I can !!!!
RAW PUNK - The Sex Pistols LIVE! 1978 #3 "I'm A Lazy Sod" - YouTube
In accordance with your theme du jour, I also recommend an anthem of American apathy, "I'm a lazy guy" by the band Slobberbone. Yes that's really the band's chosen name. I couldn't make that shit up if I tried.
ReplyDeleteBrother !!! Your extension of the theme du jour was most worthy entertainment and has now been added to my PooTube faves list . . . I love small pub gigs, sadly a dying beast in these parts, I also love country rock/alt country and mostly any other kind of country other than some of the real sugary dross. Thanks for the tip mate, too good !!
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