Friday.

FREEEDOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!!

Ahhh, that felt good. Come on everyone, join in:

FREEEDOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!!

Yeah!

Now imagine you’re hacking up Mel Gibson’s kilt-wearing corpse and sending the bits to the four corners of Britain.

Feels good, don’t it?

I really don’t get people.

For example:

I have a snaplock bag of stuff sitting on my desk. Sometimes I carry it around the office, take it to meetings.
And it is because of this bag that people call me a “Dodgy Geezer”.

Why? I don’t get it.

What the hell do they think it is? It’s just Jasmine tea! Well … I think it is. That’s what the guy who sold it to me said. Actually … come to think of it, I do always feel pretty relaxed after a cuppa. You don’t suppose …

Here’s another pic. What the hell are these and why am I wearing them at home in place of slippers?

They’re Ninja boots. For Ninjaring, of course. D’uh.

They scare my daughter. She thinks daddy has hooves.

Bin Laden cocaine plot


28.07.05 5.20am

Osama bin Laden tried to buy large amounts of cocaine, spike it with poison and sell it in the United States, drug enforcement agents say.

His plan failed when Colombian drugs barons told the terror chief it would be bad for their business, according to the New York Post.

Bin Laden allegedly met leaders of a Colombian drugs cartel in 2002, just months after the September 11 attack, with a multimillion-dollar offer for tonnes of cocaine.

The cocaine lords feared retaliation from the US if thousands of Americans died after taking the drug, said the newspaper.

WTF? Is it just me, or does anyone else get the feeling that this wacky idea emerged from a Jasmine-tea fuelled Bin Laden brain storming session?

I can just see him up there in front of the white board with his white board marker, and he turns to his goons and goes: “OK, guys, let’s throw some ideas around here. Just give me the first thing that comes into your head … I don’t care how crazy it sounds… anything…”

Wacky, wacky, crack-smoking sicko.

For the record – I am a fan of some Mel Gibson movies. But I just can’t shake this feeling that he’s just an old fucktard these days.

Anyway, time for some Jasmine tea.