...Get out of my head!

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

I should not drink, and bake.

I think I'm going to sack Monday night Karaoke off, I just end up depressed (and inevitably hungover).

Whats the point?

- Dave out.

posted by Jedi at 8:56:00 AM

5 Comments:

Anonymous Red said...

Trying hard as I might not to sound like a fucking nutter (an failing! I'm a fucking nutter Burt! Whahahahahahahah) it could be worse, you could be visited by The Christmas Kangaroo.

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=675732752&n=2

You know what I think about the singing Boss.

Nuff Said.

10:53 PM

 
Blogger Burt said...

Red, I find your musing intellectual and quite engrossing, the conceptual undertones of the narrative appear to me to display a hidden intellect that defies the common text. In conclusion please continue your ‘zanyiess’ as it continues to beguile my interest.

And I can ride my bike real fast too.

12:51 AM

 
Anonymous red said...

Will you marry me?

1:32 PM

 
Blogger BigDaddyMerk said...

Dave, you're always depressed. I think in my mildly qualified physiologist opinion (I saw Cracker once) you actually enjoy it.

I'm similar, deep down I like being angry. It makes you feel alive.

2:45 PM

 
Anonymous red said...

Dear Boss

Please do not be unhappy or in a 'mardy', for one day you shall wear the Tuxedo Of Muzak, you shall don the Dickie Bow of Easi-Listenin' and fucking ROCK!

Either that or it a visit to Brown-Town for you.

Love

Disgruntled Employee of The Month.


Dear Burt

I am overwhelmed that my slightly unorthodox (Jews!) ramblings enlighten your very existance. I shall endeavour to wax (bikini lines) lyrical further.

ps.
I was once run over by deaf people twice in the same month, August 1988. (not the same deaf people on both occasions, that would just be stupid)

6:50 PM

 

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