Bollockingland!
After waking up for about the half-dozenth time last night to discover it was only 5.30am, I decided to haul myself out of bed and muck about for a bit. However, I'm nowhere near awake enough to do anything useful, so I'm away back to my bed to try again. I have a sense of doom about today and feel it's shaping up to be another highly unsatisfactory day of non-achievement. But I'll worry about that maybe around 2 or 3pm when I've finished attempting to hibernate.
From The Daily Mash: New theme park exclusively devoted to angrily bollocking children. When I was at the Bo'ness & Kinneil Railway's Diesel Gala last Saturday, there was a child of about four or five years old on the train who kept squealing and screeching at absolutely ear-shredding volume. Every so often, the parent would say, "Quiet now, Timmy", and the child would simply ignore it and carry on regardless. I felt severely tempted to go and shut the vile brat up myself. It wouldn't have been the first time I've done so. Seriously, what is wrong with people? Why do they think their precious offspring are entitled to make an absolute nuisance of themselves in public? I think they should all be sent to Bollockingland!
From The Daily Mash: New theme park exclusively devoted to angrily bollocking children. When I was at the Bo'ness & Kinneil Railway's Diesel Gala last Saturday, there was a child of about four or five years old on the train who kept squealing and screeching at absolutely ear-shredding volume. Every so often, the parent would say, "Quiet now, Timmy", and the child would simply ignore it and carry on regardless. I felt severely tempted to go and shut the vile brat up myself. It wouldn't have been the first time I've done so. Seriously, what is wrong with people? Why do they think their precious offspring are entitled to make an absolute nuisance of themselves in public? I think they should all be sent to Bollockingland!