Overheated, whipped my top off and stuck the cooler on full blast.
Opened the windows...but if any of those evil little black bastards that bit my arm and left the inch-wide hole where arm should be so much as takes one tiny sniff......dirty great flying black bloodsucker will be having a last meal of spray on deodorant and the smoke from burning matches
Just got a temporary synthetic skin graft done on it earlier, which is a big improvement I hate to kill any animal. I'll go out of my way to pick up a slug or snail from the middle of the street where they are likely to become mollusk roadkill. But, I won't allow myself to be torn to bits either (and of course I have to eat, speaking of which I fancy something to eat, reckon I'll polish off the very last wee splash of my vodka and get some grub.
Those flies can expect to die if they come my way, if I can't catch and release... which is not easy where flies are concerned. A gout of flaming aerosol spray makes for pretty effective anti-aircraft fire, so to speak. Followed by a quick squash from my size 10-11s in case the fuckers are alive, but suffering.
Shrapnel in your knee lit? what the fuck did you do? letting off pipe bombs or something? I've had a couple of near misses as a wee nipper, such as a flying lock, that when most of it was located, the brass padlock parts had been blasted flat, the shaped charge wasn't huge, but shiiiiiiiiit sre they ever effective
I'm quite sure that would have knocked my head right off if it had hit me. Lucky for me, there was quite a lot of steel gate/fencing that came between my face, and the shredded bits of one very, very deceased lock. Made quite an impressive set of dents and a small hole in the steel lock surrounding too for a few bonus brownie points, at least where one young autie with much idle handed free time for ye divell to make work for (not to mention an assortment of contraptions built from copper, steel pipes, and those small canisters of nitrous oxide one buys online to whip fresh cream with using a special whipper/dispenser (or of course, a set of thick, well insulated gloves, a 'cracker' and a couple of large punching bag/ball style kiddies balloons
Lol, the ends of those buggers are the weak point it seems, and they shoot off sometimes like bullets, after one has of course, had the nitrous, and exchanged the filling with whatever was being toyed with of that nature at the time.
Where are you off to couldbe?
I'm currently feeling...satisfied.
I have 3/4 of a cold roast chicken in front of me (well, just to one side, on my bed), a bottle of chilli sauce, and half a tub of raspberry ripple icecream left in the freezer for after. And one, very, very last shot of vodka left that I'm about to neck, stir up the digestive juices so to speak
My folks only ever eat one chicken tit between the two, and my mom, has next to no appetite now she is half senile. Which means I get the other, along with both the legs, the wing meat and whatever is left of the other bird-boob.
Mmmm. I love cold roast chicken. Tabasco sauce is essential though.
