It’s a warm one. I think that global warming is occurring purely because of the amount of hot air expelled each year about how hot it was last year. The babbling words drift into the jet stream, circle the glove for 12 months and then descend all angry and contentious to increase the temperature with their ire.
I don’t mind the heat so much, I just mind the lack of ice cream, sun hats and G&Ts. But then the Lord said “Up yours! It is time for Leelapolooza!” And lo, Morriston Burns slaughtered his pet pig so that we might all gorge ourselves on its flesh in the sweltering July heat. Maybe there will be a thunder storm over the weekend, which will be fun as we sit huddled in our tents at the bottom of Mr Burn’s garden whilst he moons us from his kitchen window wearing a hat made from pig face.
As you can see to the left we have a grand total of 5 gigs on show. Oooh. It’s a nice feeling to have plans, it makes up for a lack of destiny. See you tomorrow then. Ta ta.
2 comments:
When you say 'circle the glove' is this a euphemism for some obscure sexual practice of which I am currently unaware?
If so, what is it? I'd like to add it to the "I Spy book of Obscure Sexual Practices"...
Did you not get the memo? The planet Earth is actually glove shaped! That is 100% of FACT.
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