Your should be a speaker at schools for disadvantaged kids. You know, spread joyous words through the ghetto to kids who ain't got no hope for the future. You could take inspiration from such films as Sister Act, Dangerous Minds and High School Musical. You warm my cockles you do, B-face.
I fucking hate Winter. Hate it with the fire of a thousand suns THAT AREN'T FUCKING PRESENT AND I KNOW THIS BECAUSE I CAN'T FEEL MY GOD DAMN TOES.
Oh Winter, how do I hate thee? Let me count the ways:
- No beach
- It is almost impossible to wear thongs and remain comfortable.
- Less topless men except in gay clubs
- An inability to feel sexy in bed socks
- "Hey wanna go to the pub?" is more likely to be met with, "Nah I have a delicious bowl of hot soup waiting for me at home."
- There is no Christmas, no holidays and no point to living.