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June, 30th 2010 22:29 PM

Dr. Phil Ology’s word of the week:

 

“Words, don’t come easy to me, how can I find the way to make you love me, oh words, they don’t come easy…”

 

Saigon Rock Fan Club followed by the Blues Brothers – 9th July @Hi-Fi

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pitched battle

 

A ‘pitched battle’ is a battle that takes place on a site previously selected or ‘pitched’ before fighting begins. As such it is a planned battle, as opposed to a skirmish or chance encounter between opposing armies.

 

Letters: from a satisfied reader who when asked if he thought the prospect of facing the Argies in the quarters tantalising…

 

Argentina soccer team: A magnificent team led by a scum sucking reprobate, drug addict, ex-convict, cheating swine. He is not even a good manager. Although the butt of many a joke by well over half the worlds population he is in place with his grossly inflated body on a grossly inflated salary because the Argentinean people idolise him. Do they also idolise all those qualities as well?   A fine figure head and inspiration to the nation. But, then isn't this the country that accepted sheltering Nazi War criminals and for some reason thought they could occupy the Falkland Islands.

As some one said - the sight of Maradona waddling down Buenos Aries high street on a victory parade is enough to stimulate the regurgitation of ones breakfast.

Be good / AJ

 

 

Things that are really getting on my nose, up my goat and around my wick this week:

 

‘Them’ – is it me or has the world just gone soft. Like mashed potatoes and English football – soft, soft soft, definitely not like butter from the fridge, but marge, modern marge, I remember when our family first got marge, it was sensational – fat you could spread, like ‘their’ heads. Big fat heads, spreading rubbish – ‘them’ and footballers.

 

I read ‘Chicken Licken’ to my daughter the other day, which is a bit worrying because she’s 21, anyway the point is the story finishes with the fox family eating a bunch of dozy farm birds, such as ducks and hens and geese and peacocks etc because some daft chick (Chicken Licken) thought the sky was falling on him because an acorn fell on his head. Great story line, I know, but even better was that they all got eaten. Oh how we both laughed – so hard in fact that one of her teeth fell out and I had to ring Auntie Mabel to check if she’d gotten her left tit caught in the mangle, because it couldn’t have matched this.

 

Then it got me thinking, all these modern day Hollywood rip-offs of moralistic, unrealistic, and totalaristic brain washing provides nothing but our individuality to be reigned upon by some fucking righteous prick who’s probably got his hand up some born again 8th Evangelist’s God fearing, white suprematic, fraudulent he/she’s bottom as we speak, and in its spare time sent us a green Rooney ugly bastard who fornicates with a dumpy, chubby, sex nymph princess eking out their virtuous message of tolerant, forbear able liberalistic qualities, which carry no lessons in life but steer towards the hard facts of dog eat dog, but merely pamper to the fact that two ugly bastards can marry and will probably one day reproduce – well, no, bollocks it don’t wash – we like the Gingerbread man who gets eaten by a fox, we like the Pied Piper who kills all the children, we like Puss in Boots who struggle with an Enormous Turnip, we like Dick Whittington playing with the Princess’ Pea, and Elvis the Shoemaker who was last seen fighting with Rumpelstiltskin’s choreographer over the Giant’s penis windmill move that sadly never got aired as an out of court settlement forged secrecy – so, wee green man and your nymph wife, whom I’m quite turning to now, NO – before I change my mind, No – ‘Them’ – Bastards!

 

 

 

Things that are just Sweet Love:

Pith helmets…ooh, have we already had them, what about being able to eat whole fish – I like that – head, tail, arse n all

 

 

A viewer’s favourite haystacks from Bosnia – has finished – this week we are going to look at this:

 

Talk amongst yourselves if you’re reading the hard copy, otherwise please scroll down

 

 

 

Let’s look at rocks:

 

 

 

Ok, what else is on in cfnr this week?

See; Categories for all that’s on offer, in the meantime fool recommends these:

 

*cf'’s radio show featuring Digger:

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*Grub–Up – * New- New – new – NEW! – Brand new menu in crazy fool’s kitchen/café – see poetry corner – nuff said

 

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*Classifieds

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*Bongo Massif Bro’s – ‘…Moo…’

 

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