- I didn't watch the Dems debate last night but would like to give my review of it just the same. Firstly, most of the guys probably wore dark coloured suits with white or blue shirts and red ties. Get over it guys, you're not a flag and you don't have to dress like one. Secondly, quit with the making a fist and shaking it up and down bit. Okay? Sure, it got Clinton elected twice but you're not Bill Clinton. Blah blah blah. Now that said, the New Hampshire primaries next week should be a rockin good time.
- I'm gonna get a short haircut tomorrow so I can stop plastering gel on my head for a while. Short short short. I'm going to sit my pasty white arse down in the chair and tell the girly girl hair wapper to just wap it all off. In those exact words. "Wap it all off baby!" Just like that.
- My throat is all dry and sore and my glands in my neck are all puffy and my nose is half running and I've got an ear ache and I can't tell if it's from living in the Arctic region for the past few days or if I'm catching something. Be that is it may, so to speak, I plan on mostly hanging at the YMCA Rehab Centre for the weekend, with the heat turned up to a 3 gigaton nuclear blast on my thermometre. Blah blah blah.
- Today, as you should know by now, is my day to get crappy pizza-like food at the dumpy bakery down the street. I can't tell you, gently reader, that I'm going to walk down there today as I've half a mind to saddle up the 86 Escort and drive down there. The only problem with that is it takes the 86 Escort 45 minutes before heat actually comes out of the little heat thingy, so I'll be freezing my arse off either way. Gah...
- Well alright then, I'm going to sign off and do some work for now. Work work work.
Special Miniseries:
A Heterosexual Man and His Boots day 5
Yes, hello.
In the final instalment of this award winning documentary we focus on Bob's most manly of manliest boots, the Land Rovers. Bob purchased these baby's a few years ago so he would have something to wear for those dirty jobs that crop up once in a while. If you have nuclear waste to clean up.. these are your boots.

Lets let Bob tell us the story of these rugged and tough boots:
"These boots are tougher than nails and built for battle, and a chick magnet to the Nth degree. There's something about a pair of tough boots that makes you feel tough and the ladies pickup on that vibe, you can be certain. These boots were cheap and not something to be worn to a coffay shop, but don't let that fool you, they're the real deal."

Indeed. Rough, tough and ready for action, is it any wonder the chicks can't resist a guy with these monsters on his pups?
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