Let’s get fucked.

Rum!Let’s get fucked.

Fuck the pyramids, fuck all the other wonders of the world. “Let’s get fucked” has basically eclipsed all else of material value in the world, in history. In case you’re wondering… right now, I’m fucked… fucked up on Captain Morgan White Rum; and you know, this is fun – it’s short-term fun, after all the buzz will only last so long, and I’ll be unfucked, sober, sooner or later. But getting fucked up is repeatable, almost infinitely, well, whilst we’re not too old or otherwise-fucked.

I’m wondering what other higher purpose of Human-Kind there actually is… I mean, there is propagation of the species, love, honour, all that stuff – but after that, what is there? Getting fucked up, off yer face, out of it. That’s it, the pinnacle of human fucking achievement. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not a bad thing, it’s just an acknowledgement of the state of affairs.

So let’s raise a glass / a spliff / fucking whatever, and let’s get fucked, and celebrate the pinnacle of human achievement. 🙂

Movie Review – A Dog’s Breakfast

A Dogs Breakfast1This is the first in a series of movies reviews here @Spabbit. I’ll be going through my favourite movie collection over the next few weeks. At the top of the list, alphabetically, is A Dog’s Breakfast.

It was been written, directed by and stars David Hewlett. I first encountered David Hewlett in Stargate SG1, and later on Stargate Atlantis – he played the very annoying Rodney McKay, who’s principle occupation was being a genius level dork amongst the stars. Talking of Stargate – all the actors in this movie have been in one or another of the various Stargate incarnations.

The movie is simple, quirky and contains some classic scenes, a truly amazing, awesome creation. The comedy varies from simple jokes to classic slapstick – Hewlett makes it all come together with the same ease in which he projects into every role he’s thrown in to. One of the interesting things, is that his sister in the movie, Marilyn, is played by his real-life sister, Kate Hewlett – this adds a unique chemistry to the whole thing which can’t be beaten…

David’s character, Patrick, is uniquely pure Hewlett-grade awkward-dork-genius, and really has to seen been to be believed. Paul McGillion also shines here, without giving away too much of the plot, he plays two parts, and the second is very much unexpected 🙂

This movie will have you rolling around, gasping for breath – and you’ll always want more – go watch this today, you won’t be disappointed.

Here’s the IMDB link for more info.

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.