tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50284601955447421732024-03-13T17:51:05.059+00:00Falling DownScreechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.comBlogger234125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-6585246399764990432012-10-22T23:07:00.000+01:002012-10-22T23:07:38.357+01:00<h2>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">TV License fees in action.</span></h2>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Now that we know where the telly tax we've been forced to pay all these years for "quality television" has really been going, ie: kiddy fiddlers and those who cover them up, i think we should demand everything back that has been paid to them.</span></div>
Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-29596261208281817022012-10-22T19:18:00.000+01:002012-10-22T23:11:11.450+01:00<h2>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Emmerdale...Timeline 19:07, 22nd October, 2012.</span></h2>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Cain Dingle and Debbie storm out of the house in belligerent mode, Debbie shouting blue murder and Cain carrying a crowbar, straight past two coppers who don't even notice and walk straight on....yup, that's British tax contributions in action folks...don't forget, you heard it HERE first..... :-D</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Yup, Screech is back.</span></span>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-78662178184090282362012-03-12T08:43:00.001+00:002012-03-12T08:43:43.045+00:00Hmmmm...wondering whether it's worth getting back into this shit again?Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-85533647934292412582010-09-02T23:02:00.003+01:002010-09-02T23:03:51.241+01:00Fucking hell....Looking back on some of my posts, i'm thinking that if i was famous, could be eligible to be one of the "Grumpy Old Men" like Rick Wakeman and Nigel Havers et al.....and i'm only 43Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-75115024568445557592010-09-02T22:39:00.001+01:002010-09-02T22:39:47.061+01:00WHAT THE DEUCE?yup, Screech is still alive....barely stirring but still alive.Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-65631607387773058762010-01-23T23:35:00.001+00:002010-01-23T23:36:52.271+00:00Dangers of webcamsFound this on <a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://notasheepmaybeagoat.blogspot.com/">Not a sheep.</a><br /><br /><embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-2288496461559521714&hl=en&fs=true" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-85625866471986659372010-01-23T23:03:00.003+00:002010-01-23T23:08:08.360+00:00UKWEBSPIDER<a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://ukwebspider.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Here's a page</span></a> i find quite interesting, some of you may find it quite useful too. Fellow trawls through a lot of news links and videos which a good many of us wouldn't ordinarily come across and puts them up in one handy place. Also his blog roll contains a few i've not come across before.<a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target="" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf("ubtn-disabled") == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"><div class="cssButtonOuter"><div class="cssButtonMiddle"><br /></div></div></a>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-24514945228171720722010-01-23T19:02:00.004+00:002010-01-23T19:33:29.090+00:00Sick as a parrotI just gots to get me <a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.slashgear.com/parrot-ar-drone-wifi-helicopter-gets-augmented-reality-iphone-control-0567744/">one of these</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/S1tIBy9m1hI/AAAAAAAAAow/E6j9qCaanOg/s1600-h/Parrot-AR.Drone_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/S1tIBy9m1hI/AAAAAAAAAow/E6j9qCaanOg/s400/Parrot-AR.Drone_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430012971422504466" border="0" /></a><br />Trouble is, can anybody see where this is heading? Apart from flying it around neighbours windows and trying to catch some fit bird in a state of undress, (yeah it's as noisy as fuck now, but it's only a matter of time before they release quieter versions) it also means that anybody can now be a snoop for their local authority, to see what you're throwing away, to tell them you are having one unit too many out your back yard while you're having a BBQ with friends, even to inform that you are showing too much flesh should you be of the rotund variety of the species.<br /><br />Let's see how long it is before the councils themselves send snooper cars around equipped with these things which can be controlled by an I-Phone or I-pod Touch. Really, we can all be in surveillance now, so it might be able to work the other way too ;-)Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-569462395330943122010-01-22T21:59:00.003+00:002010-01-22T22:16:23.555+00:00Let it snow.........a-fucking-gain.<br /><br />One can't help but wonder at the incompetence of ones local authorities. Not 45 minutes ago, i decided to pop over to the local <strike>Twatco</strike> sorry Tesco to get some chocolate for the Queer One and some ales for thyself, and on the way up my hill, lo and frigging behold, two orange flashing lights appear in view. 'Hmmmmm.....' one thinks to ones self '...a gritter?' After driving on a few yards, i looked at the temperature on the Motherships' dash and it read 7 degrees c. There are no snow or ice warnings in effect in my area. So what's happening?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/S1oi9IAMm6I/AAAAAAAAAoo/yiHEhEavTE4/s1600-h/Newportciviccentre.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/S1oi9IAMm6I/AAAAAAAAAoo/yiHEhEavTE4/s400/Newportciviccentre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429690734264228770" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Civic Centre, home to the backward thinking </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Newport Shitty Council</span><br /></span></span></div><br />Anybody remember the snow we had last week and the week before? They couldn't get grit in for love nor fucking money and now.....? They are throwing it about like....well....snow.<br /><br />Bunch of money squandering cunt-tards.Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-82758134670747340482010-01-22T14:42:00.003+00:002010-01-22T14:49:34.715+00:00A new curse of Jonah perhaps?I see that Jonah McDoom will be required to <a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/8473790.stm">give evidence</a> at the Chilcott Enquiry into the Iraq War before the general election.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/S1m6jqlvm2I/AAAAAAAAAog/cnyuIetoKxg/s1600-h/wetwilly.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/S1m6jqlvm2I/AAAAAAAAAog/cnyuIetoKxg/s400/wetwilly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429575947662629730" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well, given his track record of putting his mark on things, hopefully our unelected, bogey biting, trouser wetting PM will bring the whole stinking shit pile down around the governments heads.Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-51428137045336051012010-01-18T20:47:00.002+00:002010-01-18T20:51:44.982+00:00Ok i'm back (well...sort of)I hope you appreciate that it took a hell of the best part of ten minutes to do this pic.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/S1TJTGKgH9I/AAAAAAAAAoY/34zz8KoLdR4/s1600-h/sov2a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/S1TJTGKgH9I/AAAAAAAAAoY/34zz8KoLdR4/s400/sov2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428184780797648850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />In a way, i hope the silly little chav bint wins this...in the same sort of way that anybody would support an underdog i suppose, but i'm willing to bet a fiver to a pinch of shit that one of the usual pre-fixed crowd is last out the door.<br /><br /><br />Happy new year fuckers!!!!Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-69258517334913950662010-01-09T19:08:00.000+00:002010-01-09T19:09:20.388+00:00Best of bullshit<p class="plain_txt">Judy Wallman, a professional genealogy researcher in southern California, was doing some personal work on her own family tree. She discovered that Congressman Harry Reid's great-great uncle, Remus Reid, was hanged for horse stealing and train robbery in Montana in 1889. Both Judy and Harry Reid share this common ancestor.</p> <p class="plain_txt">The only known photograph of Remus shows him standing on the gallows in Montana territory. On the back of the picture Judy obtained during her research is this inscription: 'Remus Reid, horse thief, sent to Montana Territorial Prison 1885, escaped 1887, robbed the Montana Flyer six times. Caught by Pinkerton detectives, convicted and hanged in 1889'.</p> <p class="plain_txt">So Judy recently e-mailed Congressman Harry Reid for information about their great-great uncle. Believe it or not, Harry Reid's staff sent back the following biographical sketch for her genealogy research:</p> <p class="plain_txt">"Remus Reid was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory. His business empire grew to include acquisition of valuable equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Montana railroad. Beginning in 1883, he devoted several years of his life to government service, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with the railroad. In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by the renowned Pinkerton Detective Agency. In 1889, Remus passed away during an important civic function held in his honour when the platform upon which he was standing collapsed."</p> <p class="plain_txt">Now that's what you call POLITICAL SPIN! (taken from <a href="http://www.orsm.net/">ORSM</a>)</p><p class="plain_txt"><br /></p><p class="plain_txt">Happy new year all<br /></p><p class="plain_txt"><br /></p><p class="plain_txt"><br /></p><p class="plain_txt"><br /></p>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-67560831356578536372009-12-19T21:48:00.002+00:002009-12-19T21:50:01.389+00:00So....?<h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}"><span class="UIStory_Message">I don't give a damn about global warming, as long as my feet ain't cold in the morning, If the Earth heats up i don't give a bugger, 'cause my science ain't derived from a stupid tree-hugger. (c) Turfie 09</span></h3>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-66224416216836185472009-11-19T22:06:00.005+00:002009-11-19T22:32:06.161+00:00????Recently my posts have been fewer and further between than great ideas from GB Government. But on the same token, i have been noticing and reading most of the blogs that matter and even though i haven't commented much they have sunk in. I'm just going through a really fucking silly phase lately.<br /><br />Right, this evening i've imbibed/ingested/drunk " industrial amounts of red wine" * and actually noticed that i can create another blog on the same account, so i fucking did....problem is, due to drinking " industrial amounts of red wine" * i haven't got a fucking clue as to what the theme could be, my political bandwagon has basically run its course, even though i'm gargantuanally fucked off with the GB Government.<br /><br />Anyway, i've named this new blog "<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">We've got lumps of it round the back."<br /><br />What i am asking of you, my friends, is an idea as to what this thing could be about? I really enjoy reading all your blogs, whether they be rants, funnies, or sillies.....and i know a few of you have found mine amusing to say the least, but as i said i need a new course so any ideas, no matter how inapropriate/daft/farfetched/or taboo they my be, would be appreciated. Cheers guys (and Gals so as not to offend the PC who might stumble across my ramblings. I really need to find a niche here.<br /><br /><br />* (c) <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://grumpyoldtwat.blogspot.com/">Grumpy Old Twat.</a><br /></span></span><h1 class="title"> </h1>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-67702246321298908072009-11-19T16:25:00.001+00:002009-11-19T16:29:48.084+00:00Out of orderWent into a christmas decoration factory shop earlier with The Queer One, waiting at the till to be served (bought lights that didn't fucking work when we got home) and there was a notice nearby stating that "Offensive language towards our staff will not be tolerated, thank you for your assistance." Well that fucking pissed on my fireworks as i was about to start speaking Arabic.Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-89358358289331447672009-11-18T21:27:00.001+00:002009-11-18T21:27:35.256+00:00Help for Gordon......<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHJo5K2mlyo&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHJo5K2mlyo&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed><a class="sifpsanhgvquievlcaih" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHJo5K2mlyo&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></a></object>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-34393095478578886862009-11-09T20:01:00.001+00:002009-11-09T20:03:29.816+00:00Surprise surpriseFound this over at <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://bastardoldholborn.blogspot.com/">Old Holborns</a>, think it deserves a wider viewing<br /><br />Jeremy Clarkson<br />Sunday Times<br /><br />I’ve given the matter a great deal of thought all week, and I’m afraid I’ve decided that it’s no good putting Peter Mandelson in a prison. I’m afraid he will have to be tied to the front of a van and driven round the country until he isn’t alive any more.<br />He announced last week that middle-class children will simply not be allowed into the country’s top universities even if they have 4,000 A-levels, because all the places will be taken by Albanians and guillemots and whatever other stupid bandwagon the conniving idiot has leapt<br /><br />I hate Peter Mandelson. I hate his fondness for extremely pale blue jeans and I hate that preposterous moustache he used to sport in the days when he didn’t bother trying to cover up his left-wing fanaticism. I hate the way he quite literally lords it over us even though he’s resigned in disgrace twice, and now holds an important decision-making job for which he was not elected. Mostly, though, I hate him because his one-man war on the bright and the witty and the successful means that half my friends now seem to be taking leave of their senses.<br /><br />There’s talk of emigration in the air. It’s everywhere I go. Parties. Work. In the supermarket. My daughter is working herself half to death to get good grades at GSCE and can’t see the point because she won’t be going to university, because she doesn’t have a beak or flippers or a qualification in washing windscreens at the lights. She wonders, often, why we don’t live in America.<br /><br />Then you have the chaps and chapesses who can’t stand the constant raids on their wallets and their privacy. They can’t understand why they are taxed at 50% on their income and then taxed again for driving into the nation’s capital. They can’t understand what happened to the hunt for the weapons of mass destruction. They can’t understand anything. They see the Highway Wombles in those brand new 4x4s that they paid for, and they see the M4 bus lane and they see the speed cameras and the community support officers and they see the Albanians stealing their wheelbarrows and nothing can be done because it’s racist.<br /><br />And they see Alistair Darling handing over £4,350 of their money to not sort out the banking crisis that he doesn’t understand because he’s a small-town solicitor, and they see the stupid war on drugs and the war on drink and the war on smoking and the war on hunting and the war on fun and the war on scientists and the obsession with the climate and the price of train fares soaring past £1,000 and the Guardian power-brokers getting uppity about one shot baboon and not uppity at all about all the dead soldiers in Afghanistan, and how they got rid of Blair only to find the lying twerp is now going to come back even more powerful than ever, and they think, “I’ve had enough of this. I’m off.”<br /><br />It’s a lovely idea, to get out of this stupid, Fairtrade, Brown-stained, Mandelson-skewed, equal-opportunities, multicultural, carbon-neutral, trendily left, regionally assembled, big-government, trilingual, mosque-drenched, all-the-pigs-are-equal, property-is-theft hellhole and set up shop somewhere else. But where?<br /><br />You can’t go to France because you need to complete 17 forms in triplicate every time you want to build a greenhouse, and you can’t go to Switzerland because you will be reported to your neighbours by the police and subsequently shot in the head if you don’t sweep your lawn properly, and you can’t go to Italy because you’ll soon tire of waking up in the morning to find a horse’s head in your bed because you forgot to give a man called Don a bundle of used notes for “organising” a plumber.<br /><br />You can’t go to Australia because it’s full of things that will eat you, you can’t go to New Zealand because they don’t accept anyone who is more than 40 and you can’t go to Monte Carlo because they don’t accept anyone who has less than 40 mill. And you can’t go to Spain because you’re not called Del and you weren’t involved in the Walthamstow blag. And you can’t go to Germany ... because you just can’t.<br /><br />The Caribbean sounds tempting, but there is no work, which means that one day, whether you like it or not, you’ll end up like all the other expats, with a nose like a burst beetroot, wondering if it’s okay to have a small sharpener at 10 in the morning. And, as I keep explaining to my daughter, we can’t go to America because if you catch a cold over there, the health system is designed in such a way that you end up without a house. Or dead.<br /><br />Canada’s full of people pretending to be French, South Africa’s too risky, Russia’s worse and everywhere else is too full of snow, too full of flies or too full of people who want to cut your head off on the internet. So you can dream all you like about upping sticks and moving to a country that doesn’t help itself to half of everything you earn and then spend the money it gets on bus lanes and advertisements about the dangers of salt. But wherever you go you’ll wind up an alcoholic or dead or bored or in a cellar, in an orange jumpsuit, gently wetting yourself on the web. All of these things are worse than being persecuted for eating a sandwich at the wheel.<br /><br />I see no reason to be miserable. Yes, Britain now is worse than it’s been for decades, but the lunatics who’ve made it so ghastly are on their way out. Soon, they will be back in Hackney with their South African nuclear-free peace polenta. And instead the show will be run by a bloke whose dad has a wallpaper shop and possibly, terrifyingly, a twerp in Belgium whose fruitless game of hunt-the-WMD has netted him £15m on the lecture circuit.<br /><br />So actually I do see a reason to be miserable. Which is why I think it’s a good idea to tie Peter Mandelson to a van. Such an act would be cruel and barbaric and inhuman. But it would at least cheer everyone up a bit. onto in the meantime.<br /><br />Guess what? <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/jeremy_clarkson/article6907747.ece">It's gone</a>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-73591128124890774482009-10-31T17:36:00.001+00:002009-10-31T17:39:14.483+00:00Happy Halloween IIHere's the one i did for tonights piss-up.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/Sux2BR-E4uI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Fj0EhoJeqXM/s1600-h/SANY0042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/Sux2BR-E4uI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Fj0EhoJeqXM/s400/SANY0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398819817686098658" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/Sux2BKV0c2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/1BT83APKUxo/s1600-h/SANY0043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/Sux2BKV0c2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/1BT83APKUxo/s400/SANY0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398819815638201186" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Again, Happy Halloween.Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-70099632594462128562009-10-31T11:24:00.004+00:002009-10-31T11:31:56.906+00:00Happy Halloween...Off out on the piss tonight, our friends are having a Monty Python themed fancy dress party, so i'm going to carve a Jack o Lantern in keeping with the theme, and i will hopefully have time to load a pic of it on here before we fuck off, but meanwhile here are some i carved in recent years.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfRXf_HPI/AAAAAAAAAms/jtMNVnNCkw8/s1600-h/p1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfRXf_HPI/AAAAAAAAAms/jtMNVnNCkw8/s400/p1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398724436536794354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfKvBUX_I/AAAAAAAAAmk/oRfjBCid8qw/s1600-h/p2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfKvBUX_I/AAAAAAAAAmk/oRfjBCid8qw/s400/p2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398724322591530994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfKXdVAzI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZF-e6phXiHc/s1600-h/p3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfKXdVAzI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZF-e6phXiHc/s400/p3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398724316266562354" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfKbI_Q3I/AAAAAAAAAmU/paWu3o7nMF4/s1600-h/p4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfKbI_Q3I/AAAAAAAAAmU/paWu3o7nMF4/s400/p4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398724317254992754" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfKJbyhlI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xYG3p7eR-Mg/s1600-h/p5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfKJbyhlI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xYG3p7eR-Mg/s400/p5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398724312502011474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfJ9BPy9I/AAAAAAAAAmE/6CPls9TUW-U/s1600-h/p6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/SuwfJ9BPy9I/AAAAAAAAAmE/6CPls9TUW-U/s400/p6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398724309169458130" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Halloween, and if any little bastard thinks to shove anything through my letterbox, well....let's just say i haven't recently fed the motion activated circular saw that slides down the inside of my front door.Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-16427586663697585852009-10-27T21:28:00.005+00:002009-10-27T21:34:03.012+00:00I hear banjoes.....<div style="text-align: center;">This in the <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1223342/Man-stabbed-death-burglar-ransacking-mothers-house-charged-murder.html">Mail</a>.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/Sudmf5dvRxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/QsMB9JiLHmM/s1600-h/mong.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_34N7aSBm9UQ/Sudmf5dvRxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/QsMB9JiLHmM/s400/mong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397395376614360850" border="0" /></a>What seriously beats the fuck out of me, is how did this inbred snot-tard get through the catflap with those fucking lugholes?<br /><br />Dinga ding ding ding ding ding ding diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnggggg!Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-45233998384030423512009-10-21T17:04:00.003+01:002009-10-21T17:07:59.291+01:00Priceless....Over at <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://grumpyoldtwat.blogspot.com/">Grumps</a> place....<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/itfTABX7nEA&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/itfTABX7nEA&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />I think this is what they meant by care in the community? Fucking gerrin there Anjie boy....stupid cunt.Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-64617540873876670952009-10-13T19:04:00.004+01:002009-10-13T19:38:09.510+01:00More fucking intrusion,,,,,Better get the lube ready, the cunts are going in <a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/8303982.stm">big time now</a>.<br /><br /><object height="255" width="420"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4irwMgdgh8&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4irwMgdgh8&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"></embed></object><br /><br />What gets me is she says that no images are stored or recorded. So what the fuck are they going to use as evidence? And also that it's impossible to recognize anyones face?...BOLLOCKS & DOUBLE BOLLOCKS!!! The technology for them to hone in on fine detail is theirs, no matter what bullshit they give you and how long will it be before some perverted little Hitler, with a major grudge,in his remote viewing room, abuses his position by taking camera phone pics and posting them on <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://orsm.net/">ORSM? </a><br /><br />Pass the fucking lighter fluid.....Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-75244509986510359162009-10-12T18:22:00.005+01:002009-10-12T18:29:25.425+01:00Tender Surrender.Driving along Saturday evening after dropping my daughter over her friends for a sleepover, the sun was starting to go down and i had Steve Vais' "Alien Love Secrets" playing in the car. The last track "Tender Surrender" started playing and driving downhill with the sun setting in front of me and the window down, i had one of those moments where you think "fuck....life is good". I may live in Newport but fucking hell, i might have been in California for all the cares i didn't have in the world right then.<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yw74sDWPH7U&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yw74sDWPH7U&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-3097484090942085872009-10-10T21:07:00.000+01:002009-10-10T21:08:23.720+01:00All welcomeThe 2012 Olympics in London are going to be an amazing cultural experience. Imagine the hordes of international fans - Poles, Czechs, Russians, Hungarians, Latvians, Africans, Jamaicans, Indians, pakistanis, Iraqis, Turks, Greeks, Thais, Australians, South Africans - all of whom will have travelled as many as 10 miles to watch these games.Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028460195544742173.post-91741917743566724972009-10-10T19:45:00.002+01:002009-10-13T19:37:24.986+01:00The MilkThis is probably a bit old now, but this is the first time i've seen it, nearly did a Gordon in my pants!<br /><br /><br /><object height="255" width="420"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jdy_42n2uQ&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jdy_42n2uQ&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"></embed></object>Screechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11347864820053099127noreply@blogger.com2