Bradders at home

In my previous blog I asked dear old "Birtney" Spears to pop round for a shag, this girl read it and offered her services, I might take her up on it, what do you think?

Because the real news was depressing me and making me angry the Foxy Chick banned me from watching or reading serious news, so now I'm into the Sun and the News of the world, what I want to know is when is it my turn to shag Britney Spears because nearly everyone else seems to have been there? I mean her Fanny didn't look that good the last time I saw it, god alone knows what it looks like now, probably an old leather shoe, I like old Birtney and I'd like to Roger the tits off her, so if you're reading this girl, come on down, it must be me next.

Morrisons had some Magic Knickers for sale on Friday, if I wave my wand in their direction would they vanish? perhaps they have Rabbits in them? designed by Paul Daniels? you'll like these, not a lot, please tell me, what are Magic Knickers?

Watching the Olympics this morning, womens weight lifting was on, commentator said "Let's have a closer look at the Turkish girl's Snatch" I turned over to watch the Fimbles.

Last night I dreamt that the earth shifted on it's axis and we ended up in the southern hemisphere, vivid it was, it started with a mist of strange lucid colours, very etherial, I remember speaking to the Foxy Chick but I couldn't see her through the mist, all of a sudden the mist cleared and we were somewhere akin to South Africa on the map.
Strange prophetic dream or was it the cheese before bedtime.

I've just taken a few days off and they've turned out to be the best five days of the year, (Lucky me) I'm writing this because for the first time in those five days I've had to dash to the office to escape a very welcome downpour, I've got loads done in the garden and I'm full of lovelyness to see my new plants get a good watering, whoopee fucking doo.
P.S My outside thermometer showed 35 degrees at one point today.