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Showing posts with label suicide bombers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label suicide bombers. Show all posts

Monday, 8 October 2007

Mr Ridiculous on the Virgin


Having just watched "The Cult of the Suicide Bomber" on the Devil's Lantern this evening I have at least learnt one thing.............suicide bombing is not for Pither.
The big selling point of blowing yourself up for Allah is, apparently, that you get to go to heaven with 17 virgins. Well, as one who is used to looking at the small print in contracts, I have noticed that no-one actually specifies what sex these virgins are going to be. I mean, speaking as a bloke, you're going to end up looking pretty silly if, when the smoke finally clears, you find yourself on a cloud somewhere surrounded by a bunch of pre-pubescent spotty Herberts, Ruperts and Nigels who just keep on asking "what's it like?"
Even if these virgins turn out to be members of the opposite sex, who in their right mind would want that? Picture the scene. You're up "There", you're feeling a bit frisky and so you put down your harp, slip into the rubber badger's costume and then turn to young Jacasta or whatever her name is only to discover that she's crying, shouting "pervert!" and on the phone to her mother assuring her that she's "saving it for Mr Right".
I've never got the lure of the virgin thing. I remember when I popped my cherry I was also deflowering my girlfriend - and it wasn't a pretty sight. It was messy, slightly painful and all a bit embarrassing, really.
Now, if Allah said to me: "Pither, if you disassemble yourself with explosives for the cause you will go on a bloody long holiday with 17 ropey, huge-breasted old broilers who've been round the block a few times and could trip you up and be underneath you before you hit the ground" then he might have a deal. Give me experience and a slightly casual moral attitude every time.
Anyway, I think the discussion is hypothetical anyway. I mean, if Allah can find one virgin round here, let alone 17 of the beggars, he is a better man than me, Gunga Din - and that's not sexist, rascist or hymenist, before the letters start coming in.
Nah, suicide bombing can go to Grantham.

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".