tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89716822311377209892011-11-28T01:18:36.732+02:00A blog to get stuff off my chest, because otherwise keeping all this rubbish in my head might make it frickin explode. So this blog is about those things that get on my gazongas, drive me crazy, yes, in short - make me want to upchuck my spleen. I'll be covering all things under the sun - ads, celebs, TV, shopping, bosses, politicians, sex, sport and more. If it's in my spleen, it will vent here.bobbygwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09777454848677670120noreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971682231137720989.post-70637276071826672822011-09-04T19:58:00.002+03:002011-09-04T20:05:11.602+03:00

 Click on this image to buy this awful book with free worldwide deliveryAh, the joys of women pandering to men's needs; now there's no “sex discrimination”, according to writer and journalist Cristina Odone. (Or is she paraphrasing Catherine Hakim, academic sociologist at the prestigious, world-renowned London School of Economics and who is, it seems, known for "criticising feminist

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Ten Myths About Social Networking For Business - Todd Wilms SAP - Forbes

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It has been a long time since I've blogged something. I've been outraged at the ignorance and "morals" of the world vis-a-vis the situation in Tunisia, Egypt, et al, but still I've not blogged, despite the fury I feel that NATO et al only cares when there is clearly and only obviously OIL involved (after all, why aren't they supporting other legitimate uprisings of the citizens against their

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1 - Because when they betray you, they say it "was nothing" and "didn't mean anything". But they did it none the less. And often not just once. Oh, but they do say they're sorry, which is nice (ahem). 2 - They'll share things about you with their closest friends that they have never even thought to say to your face (despite how long you've been together). 3 - In an argument, they hate it when

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Why are men such dogs? Because:1 - Even when they know others use the same toilet as they do, they still make a frickin mess2 - They don't wash their hands after going to the toilet3 - They insist they're right 100% of the time, even when

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Jesus christ, but the dimwit muppet just doesn't go away.Now we have the guy who dated her telling us that the her two kids say things such as "she's going fishing with god" and "she's got a doggy in heaven."Lest we forget: we Should forget. Frankly: we should insist with our doctors a prescription to forget.We grew a monster in our garden, and it got loose. Sure, love a monster. But she's still

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So, correct me if I'm wrong, but fear eats the soul. Never mind Fassbinder, or even whether you believe in souls.Bottom line: Fear is a contemptuous piece of shit of an emotion that paralyses the mind, clouds good judgement, and cripples a sense of being able to commit to an action based on knowing right from wrong.But fear is so all-powerful on occasion, that over time it turns into something

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So my beloved pregnant friend, M, tells me that pregnant mothers' stomachs SHRINK - contract? - as a result of babies growing in their bellies.It means that, while there is typically an understandable evolutionary compulsion to EAT, friggin EAT, GOD, gobble, gobble, MEANWHILE the female body still hasn't adapted to such behaviours.In other words: baby gets squished between a pile of delicious

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Why is it that some cultures shout their friggin t*its off when talking among friends? Never mind friends plural, the motherfcukers bellow their lungs across a one-foot wide table about their inconsequentially dull lives.I'm sitting opposite a MOFO (MotherFcuker, to those who don't know) in a late bar in Cyprus right now who seems to think that HIS voice is our pleasure. If only I had an axe to

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I just don't get the popularity of TGI Fridays. Everything's deep fried in gallons of oil. They'd probably deep fry the chair you're sitting on, or your cocktail drink, if you asked.And fcuk me, but the food is heavy duty. You bloat like a billy goat and pretty much sound like one after eating there. Stuffing yourself with their mozzarella sticks that could do injury to The Terminator, frickin

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http://www.snotr.com/video/2630Robert White

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so perhaps i'm not always a completely miserable bastard, hanging about with a face like a slapped arse. if that's the case, then i gladly acknowledge that these books are all terrific and, as a former counsellor and a great believer in self-help as well as helping others to help themselves, i stand by all these recommendations: they can, do and will make a qualitative difference to your life.

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1. He's a bigger user of spin and BS than even Tony Blair, and Blair was bad enough. Latest proof? Well, we all now know about Damian McBride, former No.10 Downing Street close adviser to Brown, and the email smear campaigns. And, as to be predicted, Bad ol Brown distanced himself from McBride and his disgusting shenanigans, as if by employing McBride as his own special adviser was no

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It's the pout, dear reader. I just can't effin stand it. Well, the pout, and the slight tilt of the head. Oh, and the way she always appears to be placing both hands on David's chest whenever they're photographed together, as if to say, this b*tch is mine. Which is nice for him, I'm sure. I hope. Well, for his sake, that is. Personally, it'd get on my wobbleblossoms big time.But the pout - well,

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Now, here's a person whose constant jolliness, whose incessant unfunniness, whose relentless belief in herself that she's funny, and intellectual (what an effin joke - yeh, right - and my leg I'm slapping right now goodheartedly at such a thought - yeh, that's really my penis), and oh-so-obvious belief that her brain-draining, flat, fat, sludgey self and prose style is interesting and meaningful

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You know, a few years ago - I can't recall exactly when, but back when Sharon Osborne simply stuck to what she did best - being on the Osborne TV show, and doing the Oz Fest - she was pretty entertaining, and came across as a vibrant, spunky woman with a real passion for life, and quirkiness as well: characteristics that clearly made her endearing to Joe Pub(l)ic at large, of which of course I

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Don't get me wrong: I think Tom's great for entertainment - all that acting just with his eyes. It reminds me of Roger Moore with all the acting he put into his eyebrows. Seriously, it kinda blows me away. Talking of blowing, though, I was thinking what is it exactly that disturbs me most about the relationship between Tom and Katie.Well, first things first: Let me say upfront that I'm sure

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What is it with those fcuking bstads who can plainly see you coming towards them, and the fact that you have - being a decent human being, as we should all be - made an effort to move to the side, or swerve your body to the left or right, depending on their direction, thereby taking into account their own fat bstd trajectory. And then they just continue walking in a straight fcuking line? I mean,

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How come there are so many goddamn awful, shithead bosses out there? I don't know a single person who hasn't had the unfortunate experience of one of them - apart from the minging, motherfcuker bosses themselves, it seems (they're too idiot to know one way or another, or self-serving, to ever take note of anyone else).I've been absolutely cursed with them, and unfortunately have had more than my

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Don’t get me wrong – there are some great bus drivers out there, who aren’t complete nutters. But what is it with some of them? It's as if Pol Pot and Hitler got together to produce a malevolent child and said: You know, the best way to take over the world is not by declaring war on every motherfcuker, but by driving people bonkers with a virulent plague of incompetent, angry, sadistic, evil bus

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So we all know Tesco's is the biggest thing since sliced bread, and makes more money from us than Mamon and Richie Rich put together. So if they're swimming in oceans of pure profit, why the fcuk can't they bloody well sort out their effin shitty scan your own self-check-outs? Have you tried these shitty things?First, you've got to handle your products and place them on the screen with the

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Bloody irritating little girl; and we're all supposed to think she's cute. If she wants to be a penguin, why don't her parents really effin help her by binding her feet the traditional Chinese way and see how she really likes it. And maybe transplant a couple of flippers. Now that's cute. Not that I can recall what the ad is supposed to be selling, because I'm too busy fantasising about wanting

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