argonautgod

400 years ago today a Spaniard and his chums tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament. A daring if nefarious deed which failed miserably. For punishment one Mr Fawkes was hung, drawn and quartered -- living through the hung and drawn part (that what the Egg tells me, I dunno if he was there or not to see the thing, I wasn't born).

400 years later this daring yet nefarious deed is marked by this country by cramming fireworks up cat's arses. Not quite the sentiment Mr Fawkes wanted to leave I'm sure but I guess any recognition is good when your bowels are being rubbed in your face. So the story goes (or Egg's version).

I saw Saw yesterday and Saw 2 tonight. Hell is having that reverse bear trap mask going off on you. Fuck me, TCP won't take the sting out of that. Freaking nasty. Good films though although watch the first one before the second (Egg tried to do the reverse, fifteen minutes of solid arguing changed his mind - the key to being a big brother is to persevere in the daft face of stupidity).

God can't wait until Xmas. 7 weeks. I've already started shopping, after that debacle with Amazon last year I'm taking no chances for Xmas 2005. None I say. Zero. I no longer trust Amazon at this time of year.

Ach, no longer inclined to continue. Behead a Dooku near YOU!