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Sunday, 14 January 2007

He's 'Avin a Go at The Birds Now!


Bloody scrounging birds! No, this isn't another dig at women, it's the feathered variety which has got me shopping about for an air rifle this time.
I feed the birds in my garden. Ok, no big deal, loads of people do. Thing is, the feeder pictured was filled to the brim last night and by lunchtime today the greedy bastards had eaten most of it! There are about five other feeders in the back garden alone and all of them have been damn-near emptied in a matter of hours.
I know you are supposed to give the birds a helping hand during the lean winter months but this is taking the piss. It's fucking ridiculous. I am being taken for a mug. On top of that, I think I am contributing to an obesity crisis among the feathery fat-arses to rival the one us and the Americans are experiencing.
I'm spending a bleeding fortune on bird seed to keep these insatiable wankers happy and all the while the SS Pither Finances is going down with all fucking hands! Christ knows what I will have for dinner today, the labels have fallen off all the tins, and no gullible do-gooder is going to come round with some free, tasty tit-bits for ME.

Your bird seed or your life, short-arse!

I'm going to start keeping a closer eye on the garden. Either I've got flocks of dole-cheat-style sparrows, tits, finches and the like of almost Biblical proportions camped outside, just waiting to sponge off me, or one 9ft-tall, 28-stone plover or something is waddling in once a day for a Mr Creosote-style feeding-frenzy.
Now I know why Hitchcock made The Birds - he must have hated the buggers as well. Corpulent birds with over-active thyroids and appetites like Cyril Smith's - get 'em Granthamed!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Have you checked your butterfly hammocks, hedgehog boxes and your bat caves? The birds may have raided those too...

I bet they watch you putting all that crap out for them and then do my trick of making impressive but childish noises with their wings and shaking their tails while singing, in a comical high-pitch voice, "Woo Hoo, woo hoo hoo! Woo hoo, woo hoo hoo..."

Big Ears

Anonymous said...

Sorry just to add, I should have said "impressive but childish FART noises".

WEDNESDAY, 21 NOVEMBER 2007

SHORTS DON'T MATTER! 1. From the greatest programme ever made about association football, Barnstoneworth United FC manager Mr Dainty delivers one of the finest English soliloqiues of all time.......and afterwards, spare a thought for the club steward's wife Vera (YOU ONLY HAVE TO WATCH HALF OF THE CLIP!!).

Monday, 12 November 2007

Not everyone who agonises over their life is a painter. Some of us agonise because we're NOT painters.

....And On the Subject of Great Public Services

I know most of you have heard this marvellous song by those doctors who are the Amateur Transplants......but I think the video is a nice addition. P.S. If there are kids in the room I'd shuffle them out before hitting play.

...There's More

On the subject of those great doctors, here is their version of More Than Words which presents their challenging views on women outside Watford. The very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither, coming from Cumbria, is a huge fan. Again, get those kids out of the room!

Leave Britney Alone, Ok!!!

Oh...........my............God!!!!! My heartfelt thanks go to BGT for this. I won't say much more, I don't need to. Mr Loony of Loonytown, USA (I think it's a bloke, anyway), says it all. I fear he may be wound too tight for.....well.....well for everywhere, really!

Tuesday, 18 September 2007.

I wish I'd sung this! For non-Americans, and with apologies to all the smart arses out there who already knew, the FCC is the Federal Communications Commission and it monitors TV and radio output in the States - a sort of broadcast police - while the EPA is the Yanks' so-called Environmental Protection Agency, a body which does exactly the opposite of what it says on the can. (P.S. We went to the same school, you know? Eric and me, that is, not George, Martha, Dick and Condoleeza and me. I don't think they went to school.) P.P.S. Please see below if you are I Like The View, Malc or Doris.

To Make You Laugh and Cry

I was listening to this on a Sunday, the very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither is a Catholic, Tom Lehrer is one of my all-time heroes and this is one of his best.............no other reasons. On a more sombre note (and with thanks to Fish for coming up with this Woman's-Own-passes-the-time-in-the-dentist's-waiting-room nonsense), why not get a computer to tell you that you are a waste of space and your life is a sham of a mockery of a farce? Ok, it's from one of those poxy dating sites but...go on, take the test. You ain't got much to beat!!
This Is My Life, Rated
Life: 4.2
Mind: 4.1
Body: 2.7
Spirit: 8
Friends/Family: 1.6
Love: 0
Finance: 5.9
Take the Rate My Life Quiz
Apparently, in my case, "computer say 'no!'"

I First Saw This When I Was Little - And Loved It! I Hope That Explains a Few Things

Fuck, Fuckety, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck

It has been pointed out to me that, particularly for one whose profession is supposedly literary, my language is getting worse. My use of the "F" word is, I am told, far too prevalent and hence loses impact. To those who share this view I suggest you watch the following:

Tony Blair Isn't a Burglar - But If He Was.........

In the spirit of Gustav Holst's Jupiter and Manfred Mann's Earth Band, I feel like raising a smile today. The Big Green Thing alerted me to this and, for no other reason than to raise a smile on an otherwise crap Wednesday, I think it has to be shared. Grantham shall not have him - when he gets out of prison.

Life On The Edge - No Net.

I was wrong when I feared it might be a dull weekend, what with my pals being away, my soon-to-be ex-wife in rehab and only the dogs to play with. How wrong can a man be? This much fun must surely be illegal? Just click to see the japes and hoots I am having! Click again to see how things got REALLy exciting! Tomorrow we're going to chase pigeons.

The Good Old U.S. of A. - Guardians of Freedom and Democracy. Nothing to Be Scared of, Then?

Be honest........

IT'S THE QUIZ OF THE WEEK! JUST SCROLL DOWN AND HIT "FULL QUIZ".