  Welcome readers, old and new (Hello Adam Leonard) Well, after a week where 100% of the writing staff on the blog have fallen ill, it's good to get back to a boring ol' weekend. And first of all, it's worth mentioning I WILL HAVE A FOOTBALL CLUB TO SUPPORT NEXT YEAR. Woohoo! Bitchin'. It's not all good news, since we still have debts to pay off, will probably sell Elland Road and Thorp Arch Training Ground, will probably get relegated (although the package is allegedly based on relegation, so if we stay up, bonus) and have to lose several players to break even (15 players on contracts worth £1M a year), but at least, in the meantime, Leeds Utd are pretty much 'safe'. = And just when you thought it couldn't get any better, I managed to pick up The Ring and Brasseye on DVD for less than £20!
Nice. The Ring is still truely great (I will do a side by side comparison of it and the original Japanese version, Ringu, when some twat comes back off honeymoon) but watching Brasseye has just brought back so many memories. The dangers of the new drug, Cake. Tommy Vance's instruction video for new prison inmates. Suttcliffe!, the musical life story of the Yorkshire Ripper. But of course, the highlight is having the "evil, sick" ( (c) Daily Mail) 2001 Paedophile Special ("Welcome to Paedogeddon). "Paedophiles have more genetic material in common with crabs that people like you and me. It's a scientifc fact.
There is no evidence for it, but it is scientific fact. " "Does your child smell funny? Strange question, but research has shown that paedophiles make your children smell like hammers" "Paedophiles control and area of the internet the size of Ireland. " "'Baltimora', meaning, literally 'I'm running at them now with my trousers down'. " "I'm talking Nonse-Sense" Just great. = Went out on Saturday into Cleckheaton, to celebrate Pops's birthday (which was on Wednesday. Damn, I'm shit at remembering birthdays).
We ended up in the shittiest 'club' ever (basically a WMC above some shops) but since drink had been had, didn't really care. Here are three interesting things i discovered Saturday night. 1) One of Charlotte's mates has been friendly with a Premiership footballer in Dubai. 2) One of my friends has had a dream about walking in on another friend and his family while they were all masturbating. 3) One of my friends got caught masturbating... in class. = Called around to the Wragg-Devlin place on Sunday, which was fun seeing them hungover while looking after a hyperactive baby, and got to hear three new words which Barney has mastered.
"Don't" "Why" (particularly brilliant to ask just after Daddy says "No") "Up" (my favourite. It means he wants to be lifted up and is accompanied by a little jump and the flapping of his arms) = TFMrs and I noted this weekend that we have still only been bought one, ONE, present from the list. Come on, I needs me kettle. People have also started sending off RSVPs, which is cool. = Right, better get myself geared up for 'work' i.e. thinking up what else I can stick in that picture below. 
