Monday, April 10, 2006

Nothing Like A Monday To Put You In A Really Foul Mood.

What a cunt of a day. Just about everyone got on my wick at one point. The urge to just sit in the bogs and cry has never been so great. I'm missing Mullaney I think. I need someone to keep me sane................... Anyways, these two fuckers deserve to die. With bells on. They've called their latest progeny Moses of all things. What a pair of risibly pretentious arseholes. The children should be renamed and adopted by human beings rather than suffer at the hands of these two simpering ringpieces. Chris Martin is a walking gonad. Apparently he fronts a 'Rock Band'. No, Lemmy fronts a fucking Rock Band, Chris Martin sings in a tweedy, pissy pants beat combo who make Freddy And The Fucking Dreamers look hardcore. As for Gwynneth Paltrow, i'm still laughing at that abysmal bout of emotional incontinence at the Oscars some years back. She can fuck off too. Bah!

5 comments:

Clairwil said...

That is the best thing you've ever written. You should have more shit Mondays if thats the end result.

ill man said...

Cheers!

If I have another day like yesterday I think i'll spend the evening in bed.

Billy said...

I remember when Alan McGee accused Coldplay of being "bed-wetters". Amusing enough, but this was the guy who bought us "I wonder why the sky's so blue" by the Pastels. Which I now have stuck in my head. Grr.

ill man said...

The Pastels rocked like bastards in comparison to Coldplay.

Clairwil said...

At least The Pastels sucked cocks. Coldplay just circle cocks saying 'are they fair trade?'.
Wankers!