Wednesday 25 April 2007

I don't much care for your tone young man...

This morning someone who works for me called in sick with sunstroke (bright red skin, nausea and headaches) after spending 3 minutes on a sun bed. Or given the severity, very possibly a grill mounted above a sun lounger.

All I can really reasonably ask myself at this point is "Why?" or, more accurately "Why the fuck?"

British people should look pallid (I'm not about to enter into any arguments about "Britishness" here, as i do not want to be accused of racialismistness*).

As a race, we are genetically predisposed (A scientist has proved this**) to live in caves, bogs and drizzly forests, only occasionally venturing forth to throw sharp rocks at gaily dressed and brightly coloured Frenchmen.

That's what we're here for, that's what we should do. Everything else is just window dressing as far as I am concerned.

I'd like to see some of these orange bastards bring down a live elk with their teeth...

not entirely sure what the idea behind this first post was.

*I personally welcome people from all cultures to our rather grotty isle, providing they are prepared to become as isolated and misanthropic as the rest of us.

* *by "scientist" I mean "man with glasses". The two terms are more or less interchangeable for me.

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