Orcinus Orca
Today I hit a golf ball 320 yards with a three wood.
One of these, but an older model:
"Big ball!" was the call. Eight over par. With a blinding hangover that caused me to vomit violently this morning. Drinking is therefore good for improving your golf.
Off to see Tiesto on the 20th. That'll be good. Very very good indeed.
One of these, but an older model:
"Big ball!" was the call. Eight over par. With a blinding hangover that caused me to vomit violently this morning. Drinking is therefore good for improving your golf.
Off to see Tiesto on the 20th. That'll be good. Very very good indeed.
posted by TenDollarMan at 18:38
3 Comments:
Sod your golf yardage. They've pulled Daisy's blog. Go and apologise, because I'm taking the heat for it and my wife is asking awkward questions.
har har!
Kibble, having been seduced by Daisy's blog, now blames me for its apparent demise! Matrimonial hilarity ensues!
The day when unsolicited comments on a blog, accessible to the public, causes it to be closed is the day the fucking sky falls in. I suspect something else has happened to the blog. Something authorised.
If it is the case that some timorous cretin somewhere has done a thing in response to an ill-considered and slavering post I made under the influence of acute geek-lust, then I despair.
Je suis désolée.
Seriously, what red blooded geek wouldn't become immediately enraptured under such circumstances? Leniency must be shown!
However, I suspect this is a cunning ploy designed to some recondite and nefarious end.
Philip K Dick used the word "kibble"...
It's OK. I've had words with the Vice-Chancellor. In fact, he referred to your billet-doux as "pure fucking class [...] certainly a cut above the normal puerile muck we have to deal with."
So you're in the clear and are free to enjoy Tiesto (whatever that is).
As for PK Dick, if that's a literary ref., well I'm afraid it's wasted on me, Reading-Boy. 'Kibble' is a dog-food.
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