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Thursday, 24 July 2008
...And At the Setting of the Sun, And in the Morning, We Shall Remember.....What an Mad Fucking Bitch She Was!
It'll be the first and last time I ever dance with Scousers!
My thanks go to the lovely John and Theresa (well, the lovely Theresa and the warthog-faced, Mancunian cider-processing machine known as John, really) for the following link. They thought it might interest me - I can't think why.
http://petitions.pm.gov.uk/thatchfuneral/
Even more strangely, you might think, I will not be signing this document, however laudable its intent. You see, if there is no big, public funeral for the acid-blooded, Devilwitchqueenbitchclovenhoofedwhoreofanarseholecuntwaspslag formerly known as Margaret Roberts, then where the Hell are people like me ever again going to get the chance to mow down a few guardsmen and the odd gun carriage and smash their ageing Volvos into a Nazi flag-draped coffin containing the heart-staked remains of one of the spawn of Satan before entertaining lily-waving crowds by then pissing on said varicose-veined, whisky-sodden, blue-rinsed remains?
One Declan McManus once told us all to "Tramp the Dirt Down" - and so we must. No, bring it on, I say! I shall be there - and staying on late to make sure she doesn't rise from the grave when the moon is exhaulted.
Hurrah!!!
P.S. It's all round to my place for a few dry sherries when she finally rolls a seven, if the undead can die.
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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!!
Apparently, in my case, "computer say 'no!'"
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 |
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........
Who fucking cares!!
10 comments:
Really can't think of any excuse to give the old cow a state funeral though. I prefer the idea of throwing her on top of a bonfire, with all comers invited to piss on the ashes after a couple of days on the booze. More cost effective and more entertaining.
I'm in on the grave dancing. i'll start saving the airfare. Why this woman and her ilk are celebrated is beyond me.
P.S. Nancy Reagan's only holding on by a thread. How's the saying go? Only speak good of the dead?
Ronald Reagan is dead.
Good.
He needs company.
I love dancing and she was born in Grantham?
Man, hasn't she gone yet?!! It's July 25 2008 and she is STILL alive?!
Love
Big Ears
Protests there may be (heavily suppressed by the Met), but I couldn't bear the godawful sight of the bluerinses, Surrey golf types and Sun-reading taxidrivers 'paying their respects', waving of Union flag all over the place, the hours of TV given over to the event, book of condolence, flowers, Tebbit wiping away a tear. . .
It's bad enough that there's an attempt to reinvent her image as a cuddly eccentric (the recent BBC drama for example).
No, no, no. Let her slip away with as little fuss as possible and let history be her judge.
Thanks for posting a link to my petition.
It isn't a petition against the idea of her having a great big funeral, she'd get one anyway. There will still be a media circus, it'll still be a grand affair, it'll still be attended by every major head of state and some of the retired ones.
But a State Funeral will give her a different status in the history books, one which will not necessarilly reflect how she is thought of by those who lived through her time in office.
I say that we let those who want to celebrate her life, or her death, do just that. But we shouldn't bestow an honour upon her which will skew her page in the history books for future generations.
Bad as she was, she is now simply an irrelevance. What's done is done.
Don't let hatred for the Tories blind us to the fact that everything they wanted to achieve for their class, everything that they believed in and every unprincipled, uncaring, immoral tactic that they were prepared to use to those ends are all now embraced even more wholeheartedly by the Labour Party.
BGT
No Tories in Scotland Reg. The destruction of shipbuilding skills developed over generations and the Poll tax saw to that.
Now they vote for the SNP led by Alec Salmond who, as an ex head economist for the Royal Bank of Scotland, is effectively a Jock Tory.
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss.
I love your name for her. The Devilwitchqueenbitch... name. Very colorful and so appropriate!
I've got a stock of red balloons ready to decorate the front of the house on 'the day'. I have had bubbly waiting in the fridge but I keep drinking it. Hope she doesn't die on a Sunday - can't buy liquor on a Sunday in Austin.
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