Saturday, March 14, 2009

Getting plastered

Quite a lot of bravery from the small furry chap of the household today, as there've been strangers, familiar visitors and lots of banging around going on and he's not shifted from his position of comfort on the sofa. Maybe he thinks they're here to nick his new heavyweight scratching pole bought in Ippo on my last trip down; it's been put beside his old one in the approved "replace cats old item with new one in a way that does not freak him out" method; although it's the same colour as his sworn enemy, FG; it's well laced with catnip and he certainly approves. Although I can't quite see a repetition of the "cuuuurrrrrtains" catnip abuse we used to get from his young mate of old, or should that be "hyperactive intruder".

Anyways up. Madbusy day, shoved in the middle of a madbusy week, in it's own turn in a madbusy month. Bathroom project has ground to a halt due to the lack of plasterer to do plastery stuff, as mssrs Enfield would have us believe "bosh bosh, zhoom zhoom, wallop, dosh". So today, I have been frantically steaming off the remainder of the bathroom wallpaper that Hobbits can't reach, and the chap has been here doing his splattery thing, which would normally send the little Fangmeister into orgies of "getting the ferk out of here until this bloke's gone" but not today. Which is a good thing.

And speaking of splattery things, which is possibly the most tenuous link I've used in some time; today is Steak and Blowjobs day. Thank you to my friend on Northbank for reminding me of this one. The chaps reply to all that bloody hearts, flowers and expense bullshit that the doris's insist we pay for on Valentines day if we don't want our genitals to die from rusting. The day when they get to treat us to the stuff that us blokes like. Yeah, steak and.... at this point I'd like to apologise to any members of my family who've inadvertently stumbled upon this page and didn't think that I was that sort of boy. Anyways up, I'm shite out of luck for anything other than steak today, so it's a good job I'm not a vegan!

1 Comments:

Blogger Dawn said...

Hey I didn't think you were that sort of a boy!

9:12 pm  

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