I'm having a really miserable time at the moment, you know what I mean?
I mean don't anyone bother being me friends or owt? I mean I got Tom from myspace on the case. He likes Stargate Atlantis and he hates bloody turkey too. Ah, I mean, you can send me a friends request if ya like but I know it'll only be out of sympathy. Nobody really cares about me or me crap Christmas record. Why should ya? You're all too busy out there buying presents for yer wives and husbands. Bloody hell, I mean I bet you even have proper sex with 'em as well like. Disgusting!
Anyway, I'm feeling a bit full up cos me and me cat "Skywalker" just finished of a tin of pilchards, you know, the ones from Lidl's with the tangy tomato sauce. So I'll bugger off now back to me bedsit. Myspace friends... who needs 'em? I mean, ya can't eat turkey on yer own can ya?
Click Here If Ya Can Be Arsed Have a look but don't put yerself out y'know.
