I'm thinking of bringing out one of those cheap and cheerful Christmas books, so yesterday I had a shufti around W H Smith to get a feel for the competition.
I must say, I was shocked at the number of titles incorporating the S-word. In addition to the above work of literary genius, you could also fill your Auntie Doris's stocking with Old Shite's Almanac, I'm Dreaming Of A Shite Christmas, and How To Shit Around The World.
Assuming your Auntie Doris is compos mentis and hasn't done all the stocking filling herself, that is.
12 comments:
"Is it just me or is everything shit?"
Truer words were never spoken!
I beg to differ!
"The World is what you make it!" would be nearer to the truth, I think.
It's probably you that's shit, matey.
"Charity starts at home!" also springs to mind.
I don't know. Bloody depressives!!!
And a rolling stone in time saves nine.
Come on guys stop being so negative.
Is it me or is everything just wit, wouldn't you say Eastcliff old bean?
Absolutely old sport. I'm feeling a right twit as we speak, in fact.
Feeling a right tit, myself. I really should learn to dress more carefully.
Oh Lucy,I would love to feel your right tit,Instead of being one!
I spend a lot of time in ramsgate
and to be honest I have not found you yet,BUT I WILL.
Never mind,In 30 years time we will all be having a shi'ite holiday!
Now that the weather has turned, it does need warming up from time to time.
And thank you Ted, it's reassuring to know that not everyone thinks I'm a 'bean flicker'.
Never in the field of human history has one man got sso excited about a foam pig.
Or a 'foaming at the mouth' pig, if there's going to be any more cheek like that!!!
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