A good night!

imageYou can tell it was a good night… If the debris left hanging around includes a scene like this…

Handcuffs are interesting things to have around drunk people… Some people can’t resist putting them on… Now I’m not saying specifically I’m one of them… Never 😉

… And just to clarify – I wasn’t the only one cuffed last night – but I’m too much of a nice Spabbit to name names, Giggles…

IMG_3212The other carnage included a pile of empty drinks cans and bottles which make the family look like hard core alcos! I have other photos which confirm my vague memories of keeling over on the couch, snoozing from around midnight until whenever I half-woke and crawled into bed! Breakfast was a full fried affair with an added fuckton of ibuprofen on the side; couldn’t be made until I’d cleaned up the carnage – and that was painful!

It’s an amusing fact, to me at least, that my wife can still drink me under the table!

I’ve never drinking again… Until the next time! 🙂

Good News: Fucktard has been fired!

In reference to the Fucking Retards Post

It has taken some time for the pure diamond-hard level of drooling Stupida to seep through the layers of middle management to HR, but it’s happened, yes, Stupida has been fired!

I believe the eventual reasons were that she couldn’t muster the will power to keep her rabid-shit-flap of a mouth closed when on calls, and ended up swearing at customers; and performing a role which has strict regulations, and fucking them up royally.

It’s excellent news for the company, I think the share-price might even rise.  On the downside for humanity, rumour has it that the fucking-drooling-chav-gypsy-queen-slag-bag is now working for British Gas; I pity the customers she’s now inflicted on.

Excellent news for me, I can once again feel comfortable in my working environment without feeling a continual need to bury the nearest sharp (Or blunt… what the fuck!) object lethally deep in her rancid flesh!  🙂

So, I got ordained. #FSM

Yes. Me, one of the most ardent and militant atheists you’ll ever likely meet (Or not).

I’ve found the perfect religion… The Church of The Flying Spaghetti Monster. Sacred things: Fridays, a stripper factory, and a beer volcano; and you don’t even have to believe. So… I thought “Fuck them all”, those child molesting abusing scum-vermin (Commonly known as the clergy) with their special rights and considerations in society (Blind as it is)… I have the same rights… LMAO. How’s that for sardonic?!

However the difference is I’m doing it to be the exact opposite reasons and rational, and to make a point how worthless the whole thing is. I’m an ordained minister… yet… get this – I’m choosing to be a part of an organisation which is opposite to religion as we know it – no deaths or hurt or harm in the name of this one, no children abused or raped, none of that shit! Just a good time with a stripper factory and a beer volcano!

So, again my point is proved – I’m choosing not to belong to an abusive organisation soaked in the blood of the ages – if you could reason with the religious, there wouldn’t be any!

FSM Ordination - Secret Spabbit

(Yes, I’ve edited this one, you think I’m going to give you nutters my real ID!?) lol.