Monthly Archives: March 2017

Talkin’ shit with the GP

I went to the GP today to get some cheerpills. Mental thrillness capsules. I also got a tub to shit in. I think it’s for tests. I hope it’s for tests. I sniggered in the waiting room, imagining the receptionist … Continue reading

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Peter Jackson’s proper norsed it up again.

Peter Jackson: G’day sports! Come to congratulate me on the brilliant Hobbit films that I done with  my two bare hands? Accountant: Actually, no. There’s been a…..er…problem. Peter: Strewth! Alright, spit it out, money boy. My sacks are over-due for … Continue reading

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