There once was a wife, sweet Theresa
who alas was quite prone to a seizure
Though sometimes during sex
he’d not know what was next
she’d vibrate, hub would squeal, a real pleaser!
shake it like a polaroid picture
There once was a wife, sweet Theresa
who alas was quite prone to a seizure
Though sometimes during sex
he’d not know what was next
she’d vibrate, hub would squeal, a real pleaser!
Let’s continue the summer theme shall we. There are some sights out there to be seen for sure.
Soaring temperatures
drunk shirtless methodone tramps
all the girls bits out
Today I did actually see what appeared to be a shirtless methadone tramp. I think he had maybe lost his shirt though or left it in a dumpster because it didn’t seem to be about his person. Curiously he also had one trouser leg rolled up to the knee whilst he wore the other in the more traditional fashion.
How do I know he was on something? Well I don’t and I might be super judgy but I think walking down the middle of the road whispering to himself whilst staring wildly at passers by was a bit of a give away.
Still, I’m sure it was lovely to feel the sun on his back as he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the fine weather we are having.
On the matter of flesh well, you just head down to the market here and you’ll see what I am on about. Whilst I am all for body positivity whatever your shape or size that doesn’t mean I support adults wearing childrens clothes to go and eat sausage rolls on a bench outside of the bookies.
😉
I think this might be summer. Not seen many ever so they’re a rare old thing.
Seems whenever I go out the sun’s shining
has me grumpy and sweaty and pining
for the end of the summer
all this sun is a bummer
when it’s cold though you know I’ll be whining.
A something that might be a something or a nothing. We shall see.
Just something I was dabbling with…
With a broad grin spread across his face Drax slammed the blood stained hessian sack down on the counter top.
“Pay up Carlo” he said wringing his hands together. “Five thousand credits I believe it was.”
Carlo was nearly as wide as he was tall and his round, sweaty and rather hairless head held the appearance of being connected directly to his shoulders. Gold chains hung around where his neck ought to have been and his pink stubby fingers were adorned with a collection of heavy sovereign rings. He looked up slowly from behind the counter and removed his holovid.
“That was just getting good, this better be worth it Drax.” He poked at the sack with a pen. “Who is it?”
“Vivaldo.”
“Really? He seems to be a little smaller than I recall Drax. Where’s the rest of him?”
“Hey, just cleaning house, making the streets a safer place and all that.” He leaned in towards Carlo, a serious look creeping across his face to replace his usual broad smile. “He put up a bit of a fight so we only have the head” he said. “Now I know you normally deduct sixty percent for an incomplete but I can explain what happened to the rest of him.”
“I really don’t care Drax, You slingers know the rules.”
“Carlo, would I lie to you? You know me I’m straight up I swear It was unrecoverable, surely you can make an allowance. I can even show you the vid footage. Let me transfer it over, come on.”
Carlo heaved himself from his chair breathing heavily. “Is Dee with you?” he asked peering over the counter top.
Dee looked out from behind Drax.
“Hey Carlo, good to see you.”
Carlo grinned wiping his mouth with his hand. “Dee, you’re looking as lovely as ever, what you still doing with this loser? You can do better you know – my cousin Luca is on the lookout for a new partner, you and him would be great together.”
Dee tucked her long red hair behind her ears and pushed past Drax smiling. “It’s my curse honey, we all have our burden’s to bare right.”
Carlo peered inside the bag and then closed it up again. “We do indeed and yours is not only your beauty but this useless excuse for a partner.”
Dee laughed and placed her hands on the counter top and leaned forward to give Carlo just enough of a peek down her top.
“So are you going to give us a break this time?” She flashed him a smile. “It was my fault we lost the body but this is no scam. There’s no way it survived the things that call the Thames home these days. It’s gone.”
Carlo licked his lips and mopped his brow.
“If anyone finds it they’ll have my license you know that right? There’s a reason you’re meant to bring the whole body in Dee.” He shot a disapproving glance at Drax. “We really don’t want the man on the street knowling what’s out there.”
“Trust me okay. We’re good.” She said and put a hand on his arm. Men were such fools.
Carlo sighed, took the bag from the desk and placed it on the floor next to him.
“I’ll give you four and a half.”
Dee smiled. Four and a half wasn’t bad for just a head.
“And the other Five hundred?” Drax asked knowing full well that it would end up in Carlo’s pocket.
Carlo ignored Drax and slipped Dee a red credit card sized token. “Four and a half Dee, spend it wisely.”
“You’re a gem” she said and winked as she slipped the card into the inside pocket of her jacket.
“So do you have anything else for us? I could use a decent payday?”
Well it’s late night here…or was.
There once was a vet from Manilla
fell in love with an 8Ft Gorilla
found it ever so grand
silver coat and big hands
things it did with bananas would thrill her
It was from the sink I swear
Urinal splashback
onto beige linen trousers
Groin to hand dryer
and at their age…
chap refused to lave home – a grown man
so his parents came up with a plan
they would shag really loud
bring round the swinging crowd
and on Fridays his grandad and gran
Never had it before…
So it’s been about four days since I embarked on the Whole30 eating plan thingy and so far so good.
I am not weighing myself or taking any sort of measurements just concentrating on trying to eat properly and I will see what happens. Her are a few observations from my first few days.
Turns out my kids do not like asparagus, so not wanting to waste it I ate an entire bloody bundle which I had grilled with garlic and lemon. It was rather lovely and it had the side effect of making my pee smell most fragrant. I didn’t know about the effects but it is scientifically proven apparently. Who knew eh.
I am spending a lot of time cooking. Oh goodness like non stop. I made ratatouille last night because I accidentally ordered about a dozen courgettes and as delicious as it was the mere sight of it made the family gag so I ended up doing broccoli and fish for the boys with a dill sauce and later on my wife made herself something that was neither full of courgette of smelled like fish.
I do feel less bloated. I noticed that pretty quickly and I also think I have more energy. Maybe I am just imagining it but I have found myself more keen to do things I might not have previously.
Almond milk is unpleasant though I will persist and am slowly acquiring the taste for it. Slowly mind, it’s a work in progress. You might as well make spinach milk or sprouts milk if you’re going to make milk from weird stuff.
Family quote of the week so far: “You smell like eggs and garlic get away from me!”
12th of August 1978
Last week I showed you the 2000AD Ronald McDonald v Burger King episode from 1978 that will never see a reprint due to it’s copyright infringement. Today I will bring you another from 5 weeks later. This time they featured the Jolly Green giant and again, you’ll never see a reprint I am certain.
The prog also features Dan Dare, Ant Wars, a Future Shock and Ian Gibson’s unmistakable ROBO HUNTER art. Love it muchly! The back cover has a series of what were intended to be cu out cards that formed part of a board game that would be printed over a 6 week period. I’m rather glad the person who had mine originally did not!
This could well be true
Donald said “I know what will be beautiful
and a way to make cash indisputable
COMING SOON TO THE STAGE
CRYING KIDS IN A CAGE!
well make millions – Immigrants – THE MUSICAL!”
Sometimes I swear he does these to intentionally bring out the worse in me…
It is bloody warm here today and it was not wise to do a load of gardening.
everything sweaty
cant stand to be near myself
making myself gag
Gordon Rennie and Mark Harrison bring you Glimmer Rats.
One of my all time favourite 2000AD strips is Glimmer Rats. Written by the legend that is Gordon Rennie and drawn by Mark Harrison it really is a great story and a feast for the eyes.
I picked up a couple of pieces of the art from it on EBAY somehow a few years ago and they are gorgeous sketches what have been water coloured in black and grey. I think. Take a look I hope you like them and if you can you should pick up a copy of it because it is freakishly gorgeous.
Shall we?
A religious perv hailing from Gent
gave up masturbating for lent
lasting ’till the first morn
he succumbed to the porn
by eleven was rather quite spent
‘Melody’ was the prompt
She sits and waits, atop the waves, and calls into the night
sweet welcome words, and promise sweet, calls travellers to her light
poor weary souls, so far from home, melody spans the seas
port in the storm, her welcome arms, to do with as she please
and in her grasp, her lilting tune, eyes search for welcome land
and hopes there dashed, and vessels smashed, beneath the waves now damned
You’re entitled to disagree but you’re wrong.
Once a pimpernel Flotus quite chic
In her coat – meant no harm – god that’s weak
Is she really that thick?
She did marry that prick
seems they all have that vicious cruel streak
A lesson to be learned methinks…
Well off friend of mine met this lass Daiy
a real gold digger, frightfully lazy
she would spend all his stack
weekly empty his sack
said he loves her I said “Mate you’re crazy!”
mmmm robbery
day two of diet
would mug a child for sweeties
stab a tramp for cake
Ok not really…Honest
Lass I know back in school – Afrikaaner
could do quite awesome things with banana
they would make your eyes water
really not sure who taught her
if her mother knew it would alarm her
Just the one it won’t hurt.
A quite ravenous chap from Burundi
Gorged on pastries most weekdays bar Monday
when he’d feast on pork chops
steaks, pies chips and roll-mops
and leftovers he’d kept from last Sunday
Ooh yeah that it!
Once a cross dressing fellow from Dorset
thought he looked really great in a corset
It gave shape to his hips
Gave his bosom a lift
“make it tighter” he cried “really force it”
This feels more serious.
I have written previously on such matters as dieting and being fat, and as anyone who is overweight knows there is always the desire to do something about it but that desire is seldom more powerful than the lure of eating a pizza in bed or shovelling doughnuts into ones face in the middle of the night. That’s just the way it is, and anyone who tells you different is wrong.
Apparently, from what I have read, it’s pretty easy to lose weight really and one’s motivation simply needs to be more compelling than the deliciousness of chocolate ice cream.
For me I am hoping that I now have that motivation. I am not getting any younger but I am getting progressively larger and it doesn’t seem to take the effort it used to either. I am 47 this year and probably at my heaviest ever and whilst I always felt pretty indestructible regardless of my weight this year I am starting to think that maybe I am human after all.
Bits of me ache that didn’t used to ache before, my knees particularly, and quite recently I did something to my back which persists still which I attribute to having a core mostly made of fudge and treacle.
So what am I doing about it? Well I did some reading and am going to start whith this Whole30 thing. Google it there are loads of sites about it. I think I need to change the way I think about food and understand more about what I am shovelling into my face and to understand the impacts of it beyond it just tasting delicious and giving me a rather full bottom.
I bought some books, did a monstrous £200 online shopping order and it seems it is now underway. I will write more about it I am sure, but tonight I took the first steps and made turkey filled cucumber thingumabob’s which you can see below. I even made some sort of dressing too. Surprisingly the boys really enjoyed them (as did I) and that’s important because I fear I have passed my own food issues onto them so want to change it.
I will let you know how it goes over the next month.


Hope you feel better soon.
Oh you poor little fellow, so sad
heard you piercing’s infected quite bad
and it’s likely you’ll lose it
lesson learned, don’t abuse it
how you’ll miss what you lost that you had
Tanks a million
Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday
This week the challenge was to use synonyms for Dry and Wet. I used Moist and Arid.
MOIST. Clammy and damp.
Dripping and saturated
wet, humid, steamy
Congrats, most cant read past MOIST
Oh, better use ARID too.
There was no way this was going to be anything other than in appropriate. I often try to be serious with these but this was too difficult to not go where I should not.
Lord of all he surveys
Don, king of ‘Murca
Hands on hips legs akimbo
Knee deep in orphans