There are cetain things in life that will never happen, or things that we know, or believe will never happen. When Hell freezes over, is one, Money growing on trees, is another, and I had some more in mind, but I've forgotten them, hey that's life.
If your Other Half, or boyfriend/girlfriend asked you " Do you wanna be on the television?" What would your answer be? Would it depend on what the programme was about? Maybe it could be The Jerry Springer Show?
Now if my Other Half asked me to join her on the Jerry Springer show, all the alarm bells in my brain would be ringing, like is she shagging someone else? Is she shagging a woman? Is she gonna move in with my brother/best friend? So why do these people that appear on the show say yes? Don't they know that their "Dirty Washing" is gonna be on show for the world to see? Are these people really that stupid to think that they're going on the show for a nice pleasant surprise? They may get a surprise, they might possibly get a shock, but it rarely, if ever, is a pleasant surprise. So why do they appear? Even those daytime shows that are on, like Trish, and Jeremy Kyle ( I think that's their titles, don't watch it, I have watched it, but it's the same old thing time and time again) are only there to make a fool of some poor uneducated sod.
So if you are asked to go onto one of these shows, treat them as the govt. wants us to treat people who want us to take drugs " Just Say No"
That's it then. Cheers...
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Good morning, today I have a hospital appointment at 11.00am, and maybe I'll feel better afterwards. cause I don't feel too tickety-boo today ( even using the phrase " tickety-boo" shows that I'm not feeling tickety-boo, because I NEVER use that phrase) but I've never, that I recall, felt any better after a visit to the hospital, and I know that one day, far off perhaps, but one day I'll come out of hospital in a body-bag, dead. There is one thing we ALL have in common, we will all die sooner or later, it's good to know that we have something in common with our fellow human beans, even the Queen ( that's 'Liz, that resides in Buck'ham Palace) is gonna die some day. Right now on with this blog post thingy.
Right here is a Limerick for you.
An Argentine Gaucho named Bruno
Once said "There is one thing I do know
A woman is fine
A sheep is divine
But a llama is numero uno
Those dirty little Argentinian shepherd boys, now you know what they get up to on a cold dark night, although you possibly never ever thought about it before in your life, but now you know.
Here's another one, a bit closer to home ( unless you live in Argentina, or The America's then it's farther away from home)
On the chest of a barmaid in Sale
Were tatooed the prices of ale
And on her behind
For the sake of the blind
Was the same information in Braille
Here's one for all those that would rather die wondering ( that'll be the virgins out there, and if you do die wondering, and go to heaven, you'll have to get shagged by all those suicide bombers, as that's what they do the suicide bombing for, because they are told, and are stupid enough to believe, that there are a hundred virgins waiting for them in heaven, so if you don't want shagged by some jihadist suicide bomber, just fuck the one you're with, and pop that Cherry of yours, I'll be round to check the sheets later on, but I digress)
There was a young lady called Wylde
Who kept herself quite undefiled
By thinking of Jesus
Contagious diseases
And the bother of having a child.





