My opinions on matters of the day that, generally, have pissed me off.
Being described as a 'Surly Curmudgeon', by those who meet me on a good day, I have a poor regard for the human species.
This is my place for my free speech- not bloody yours. Crap under your own rock.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Where's Cricket?
I ate the little fucker!
Update:
Dead Rat-dog- best kind!
3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
reporter: What's your missing dog's name?
Nicky: Cricket
Nicky: I went out side and called his name for ages.
I ate the little fucker!
3 comments:
reporter: What's your missing dog's name?
Nicky: Cricket
Nicky: I went out side and called his name for ages.
Reporter: hoarse?
Nicky: No he was a dog.
Ain't life funnier than fiction!
Eating Nicky might be tastier.
Not the Nicky I know!
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