Literally, the best thing to happen for years. If you're like me and on a budget (read:dole), it's like having your salary doubled. Only one cask ale mind you, and it tastes like shit, but then I'd drink period blood if it was cheap and got me wasted. Only thing is, it leads to memory loss almost everytime you drink it.. or maybe I'm just getting old and can't handle my beer anymore.
Moisturiser with a HINT of self-tan
Yeeeeeeeeeeah.. before you go taking my cock back and calling me homo, think about it. Imagine a hot girl yeah.. .. now add a nice tan. Hotter still right? (If you already imagined a nice tanned bird, then you know the deal already).
Whether it's the same for men is debatable, but coming from Wales, where an inch of rain is considered summer, it's about the only way to not look paler than pale people.
& because it's not really tanning shit, just something with a HINT of tanning shit, it's acceptable for blokes. A little less embarrassing than buying diarrhea tablets or your missus' tampax or summut in Boots. The bloke who came up with it is a genius, no lie. (Bound to be a bloke 'cos women are thick).
Terrorists
Not like, proper terrorists and stuff, although they have great beards, but the ads they inspire. I was on the bus earlier on my way into town and I clocked this billboard : Clicky.
Nothing special about it really, except terrorists ain't gonna waste time with Wales, but I spent the rest of the journey giggling to myself and daydreaming about kids just sniffing the dregs out of the bottles and getting high. Easily amused I think.
& a special nod to the fat indie kid at the cashpoint who remarked to his mate "..that pidgeon must listen to rap music." 'Cos they nod their heads when they walk see. I lol'd anyway. So bad it was good.
0 comments:
Post a Comment