Crimewatch...

I've just been watching it.
Man, it doesn't half scare you does it? You spend the evening listening to stories of murder and rape. And then they finish off with that sentence; "Have a nice sleep." Have a nice sleep?
Pah, fuck right off mate.
They tell me to have a nice fucking sleep after telling me fucking Brutus the axe murderer's on the loose. Oh yeah, it's not like throughout the night I'm going to piss the bed five hundred times and practially vomit blood when the stairs creek or a car goes past.
And why do the people in them always look like this?;

I reckon it's just the same guy with a different hairstyle each time. I call him Stan.
Oh, and by the way, I've also decided to include more pictures in these. Not that I want to, it's just you're all retards and find these "too long" and you "cannot be bothered" to read them. I give the logical answer of not reading it all, but you never listen.

The 1001 Range

1001 Places To Visit Before You Die (Hodder)
1002 Places To Visit Before You Die (Penguin)
2002 Places To Visit Before You Die (Hodder)
10,001 Places To Visit Before You Die (Penguin)
Infinity Places To Visit Before You Die (Hodder)
Infinity Plus One Places To Visit Before You Die (Penguin)

It isn't a picture but I found it and I thought it was quite funny even if you idiots didn't. It's my blog so go and make your own if you're not interested. Anyway... there's a Scottish man in my house. I like Scottish people, they make me laugh a lot. It's the accent, it just cracks me up like hell. They're a brave bunch too. That whole Glasgow airport car bomb thingy, complete random Scotsmen coming up and beating the shit out of burning men that have just tried to kill them. You don't get that in London, you don't even dare fucking run for the bus anymore incase you're shot by the police. It's like you're running late; "I'm late... oh wait... I'm not THAT late." And I like the way that they gave the firemen medals and what not for dealing with everything professionally and saying that people could have been "badly burnt"... Badly burnt?! They're Scottish people. On a plane, going to Spain. They'll get back looking like they've been bungie jumping over live volcanoes for a week. And they'll get deep vein thrombosis, which is never good.

I've noticed that alot of people are making blogs now. I got the idea off of Arien, which for some absurd reason decided to only post them once a month now. Meh, I look foward all the same. I was followed shortly by Andrew, and I distinctly remember him saying;

"My blog is decent, unlike Bouchers"

COUGH.

Oh, someone's downstairs in the Andrew Knight blog appreciation society I must go and welcome them into my middle class home.

And then we had Sarah who now only does these on myspace because she forgot the password and username to her Blogspot. The picture below is completly random and not related to Sarah in any way.

Honest.

Then we get to Jack Fitzpatrick. He's a new blogger and he isn't a retard either (much). "New blogger..." I make it sound like I'm in some fucking alcoholic anonymous society. Ooh, Fitzpatrick and alcohol... the irony kills me.

Anyway, here's the URL;

http://fitzpatrickdeclares.blogspot.com/

This link will be very quickly edited into a gay pornography website if he doesn't advertise mine on his. It will.

Thankyou.