Monday, 16 February 2009
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
Baar Rupert requests....
Pedro,
I write to you to demand column inches in Hot White Junk on an occasional basis.
Your collective requires less American Apparel moustaches and more Honky Outrage and Condemnation.
A yes will provide you with instant oozing gratification in the form of type, ready to mojo onto your steaming blog plate.
A no will result in a handful of parrots and a Toilet Duck Colada.
Choose wisely, peaches. The resultant grief would kill you.
Kissy thanks-
Bäär Rupert
PS Fuck your igloo.
I write to you to demand column inches in Hot White Junk on an occasional basis.
Your collective requires less American Apparel moustaches and more Honky Outrage and Condemnation.
A yes will provide you with instant oozing gratification in the form of type, ready to mojo onto your steaming blog plate.
A no will result in a handful of parrots and a Toilet Duck Colada.
Choose wisely, peaches. The resultant grief would kill you.
Kissy thanks-
Bäär Rupert
PS Fuck your igloo.
Friday, 6 February 2009
Igloo babae!!
After relentless snowing throughout the nation myself and Cundall decided to use the snow to our advantage, 4 hours of numb fingers and a whole world of shivering later we cracked open the 'Vin Rouge' and relaxed in our igloo come teepee house in the back garden. Yes you may have made a snowman and yes you may well have built a snow penis but it aint quite an igloo is it mother fuckers!!
Thursday, 5 February 2009
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