Friday, July 29, 2005

Where is R?
Flash did you take him on in a gladiator fight and feed him to your pet lions?
How I miss him, are we just not funny enough for him anymore?

I've been busy today! How exciting.

Let's see, I woke up, I went to the job centre for my interview about being a scrounger, and I kept breaking the computer every time they put my details in. The man sent me away with a boiled sweetie after giving up in disgust and then I went to the bank and was served by a cashier with a first name of Joke! How exciting! And then I went to Charlton and brought tickets for the Feyenoooooooooooord friendly, and admired the statue and the new kit and then the fire alarm went and I came home and I was going to have a nap, only Mum had put clean washing on my bed but I decided to sleep on my clothes anyway and then I woke and I had a bra trapped in my hair and I went running downstairs screaming for someone to save me.
Phew. And that was my day so far!

Oh and Dad's so called "urgent" scan has been scheduled for next friday.

10 comments:

Flash said...

Perhaps R still has his mouth full after biting off more than he could chew.
I hope he's not sulking cos that would just disappoint me.

HistoryGeek said...

I have this image of you (although I don't know what you look like, so it's all fiction) with a bra trapped in your hair and needing someone to help you get it out! That's brilliant.

Anonymous said...

Evening Charbs

I feel I must apologise for my non-appearance for the last week or so but there are extenuating circumstances that I shall divulge.
About 10 days ago in a fit if miscalculated mischief, I undertook to incite rebellion amongst the females who reside in the Kingdom of Flash. It appears that I completely misread the signs that suggested that loyalty to King Flash was waning and that his subjects were ripe for insurrection.
Firstly I goaded King Flash and formally challenged him by throwing down the proverbial gauntlet, confident in the belief that the masses would rise up against him and propel myself to the throne in the newly named Kingdom of R (Crap name !)
Immediately following the act of gauntlet throwing, the very people who I hoped would be transferring their allegiance to my good self, responded by condemning my actions and swearing undying loyalty to King Flash himself.
Following the failure of this remarkably short lived rebellion, In time honoured tradition, I found myself being barged up the Thames to the Tower. As I passed through Traitors Gate, I could only imagine the unspeakable horrors that awaited me at the hands of the Kings torturers, before my head was severed and displayed above the gates of the City.
Not being the sort of person who enjoys the insertion of red hot pokers into various orifices about my person, and keen to remain attached to my testicles for the foreseeable future, I decided there was only one course of action. I threw myself at the feet of King Flash begging and blubbering that he might show some mercy and allow me to live, with all my body parts still attached and in the right places.
Well, as you know King Flash is a fine and good man and has spared this pitiful wretch on the understanding that I pay homage and swear allegiance, and for this I remain his obedient servant.
So there you have it Charbs, am I forgiven for neglecting you ?.

R

Charby said...

He's baaaack!
You are forgiven R and another wonderful comment as always!
Things are looking good for next season, don't you think?

Flash said...

R, you are genuinley a funny fella & i'm happy to have spared you.

And it made great entertainment so I'll all for that!

Anonymous said...

That person at the bank was a relative of mine.......LOL

Charby said...

Wow! Hello DOJ!!!

Anonymous said...

Hiya Charbs
Thought I'd drop by here to continue footy baiting yer. It's all for shits'n giggles yer know ;)

Reading the August 1 post seems like Flash was telling the truth about a certain part of your anatomy when we "discussed" you after his visit darn sarf....

Happy Yorkshire Day!

Charby said...

Im really sure my arse is nothing that special..
Why is Yorkshire so backward it needs a special day of its own?
Is there a day of the Cockney too?

sunshine said...

DOJ?

Shits N Giggles? That's my line! Where did you get that saying from?

Flash???

Why don't you make your way to my blog??? Am I not worthy. My ass may be older than Charbs, but non the less just as deserving of a visit.

Boy, that just didn't sound right...did it?? LOL.