November 09, 2005
HEY AUNT FAN, IM AUNT FAN…GODDAMN Y'ALL IM AUNT FAN…C Y'ALL AROUND FUCKERS…BURN BRA'S…LET LOOSE…LOOK OUT SHAKING BREASTS (CYNDI LAUPER)
LINDA FRENCH GARDEN AND TREVOR HORN…VIDEO KILLED THE PORNO STAR…? NO NO IT HASNT WE R HERE, THE HILL WHORE HOB HOES (STANDARD RATE…A MERCEDES BENZ) XX
We remember it is our new bin day so we go in the rain and the rain to put out the bin of bins! we were reminded as we heard bin…"wheels on fire…rolling down the road…."
loo-o – an early version of patsy and edina!!
ps. all the young dudes carry the blues!!
pps. as good old bonnie tyler instructs "move faster than the speed of light!"
ppps. mr blue sky, please tell us why, u had to hide away for soo long, sooooooooooo long?
ppps. OH LORD, WONT YA BUY ME A MERCEDES BENZ…?
OI ya little armadillos….how goes it? So term goes on, we drink more vino tinto, in fact we attach it through a drip into our bloodstream just to get us through the days and nights and days and shit of life…
We talk to our pencils as they respond to our liking in not replying at all.
We run through the torrential rain with millions of empty plastic bags to the multinationals – forever to recycle-recycle-recycle!
We become close friends with the laughing msn woman, a close bond enabling us to invite her round for herbal tea (god, she's a luscious loony bin or in the words of the brun hob "I cannae cope with the crazy bitch, man!"
And, oh yes, we listen to the goddamn killers and dance like armadillos, like we're in the 60s (aren't we..??)
THIS IS LIFE…so quit whinging y'all and get to it..RAAAA!!
love la loo and la O xx
November 06, 2005
Remember, remember the 5th November, 2005
Bang, Bang he shot me down. Bang, bang, I hit the ground. My baby shot me down, down, down, down........._Marshmallow, robber, and farmers...... were the highlight of the spectacular firework display in Kenilworth. Having taken on various identities, and armed with umbrella's of mass destruction (just in case anyone should attack us for standing out from the crowd). We skipped along merrily to the fireworks, where the robber nearly died through exposure to slippy mud. The entrance greeted us with fudge but pink marshmallow, and robber resisted the temptation, how did we do that?I dont know it will remain a mystery....We had the usual bout of photos, then Head of Shed, and Somerset Stardust ran away to get some grub. Leaving Hinds Beans to nearly be attacked by a boy circulating a blue light. After a minor delay...we proceeded to listen to a number of movie sound tracks whilst watching fairy magic and big bangs. This included Apollo 13 (dramatic space shuttle image, going on there) 60 seconds and counting...._till kenilworth fireworks_, wallace and gromit(comical), and My heart will go on (thats a tad sad, what were they thinking? it was fireworks not a wedding).
We skipped, danced, and Jumped back for a natter at the ken house. Where the robber was thinking up scheme's of how to steal their new bar, so she could take it back to her Tile Hill gaff…unfortunatley an opportunity failed to present it self. Edam entered the gang with phone calls, glad to know the old girl is still the original party animal!!!!!Marshmallow had pie, Head of Shed controlled the T.V with a remote, Somerset stardust planned his next rollercoaster ride, whilst Hinds Beans looked upon in horror as the thought nearly gave him a heart attack!
The robber and two wise farmers went home.
your little brunette hobbit friendxxxxxxxxx
ps I would like to thank god….then hinds beans for the cd's, posters and lifts. Marshmallow and Head of Shed, for allowing me to stay in their house even though i always spill drinks like a two year old. Somerset Stardust….for being called siggy which is like David Bowie's 'ziggy stardust'.
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November 04, 2005
What is going on with this phantom blogger who has invaded Laura Mary's blog…? It is curiouser and curiouser, says Alice! If anyone can shed any light on this matter, all would be interested…
Hope everyone is well during reading week…I'm ploughing through karl marx…god give me strength…but abandoning it now for a bottle of wine (it was very difficult for me!) and a night on the tiles…WOO!
Great being at home but miss you my little house-hobbits!
Have fun y'all, peace out!
Little miss pink boots
a.k.a. blondie lolly hobbit
November 02, 2005
A few months before September 11th, my RE teacher informed my class that our generation has never had to face a global threat, such as WW2, or the Cold War,to name two examples. Ohhhh boy….how times have changed. I neither daily watch the news or read the newspaper. This stems from sheer laziness and the need to switch off and tune out of the worlds depressing state of affairs. Of course, bad news has always been a factor in our world, but since 9/11 it appears more rampant. The number of catastrophes range from Al Qaeda's reign of terror, to massive natural disasters like the Tsunami. Whilst America and Britain have remained engaged in an obscure war with Iraq. Where the line between good and evil is some what blured, and imitating a modern day version of Vietnam-will those in power ever learn 'war HUH wat is it good for absolutley nothing.............'.
Good old Tony Blair was once promoted as the similey faced new aged leader to take us away from the Thatcher years. He is now seen looking worse for wear and has dramatically failed to live up to his image of a 'nice guy' willing to listen to his fellow countrymen and women. He went to war even though citizens of Briton put on their walking boots and exercised PEOPLE POWER! which begs the question does people power still exist?
One of the arguments used for the validation to invade Iraq was the need to eradicate the tyrant Saddam Hussein, which indeed occurred as he is currently standing trial. However, this has left me pondering…if Bush and Blair went to war for the sake of hummanity, why do they not exterminate Robert Mugabe, President of Zimbabwe?
The crisis in Zimbabwe was drawn to my attention via a friendship with a work college from South Africa. Although, Zimbabwe has been mentioned on the news I knew little about the problems the inhabitants of Zimbabwe face, and the almightly scale of corruption by the government. This was probably due to the fact that I prefer to blank out the sufferings of those in third world countries, and also a lack of empathy.I would like to take this opportunity to offer some information on Zimbabwe, you may or may not know…..
Mugabe is a Tyrant, a cruel insane dictator who does whatever he likes, without no control. In 1983 he 'ethinic cleansed' the Matabele nation by cordoning off 16000 square kilometres. After a 24 hour curfew was imposed. No food was allowed into the area and as the region was in the grips of a third drought in a row, thousands of innocent people starved to death. It is estimated 30,000 innocent people died, though the true figures will never be known.
The land seizures led to the deaths of many, and the displacement of some four thousand mainly white commercial farmmers, and an estimated 1.5 million black farm workers and their families. Mugabe does not give a dam, about the illegality or consequences of his actions. He has brought economic ruin on his country to save his own skin and to remain in power-and not for the ideological reasons he claims. The food in Zimbabwe has gone up 100% weekly, and the country is sliding back to the dark ages. Patients, many of whom are suffering from lack of nutrition or HIV, are being turned away from the hospitals.
Mugabe over a 25 year period, has empoyed terror tactics against all those he regards as a threat. He planned, committed or otherwise aided and abetted, a campaign of violence directed against the civilian population of Zimbabwe. He has to stay in power because he knows that as soon as he loses the protection of his office, he and others of his regime will, if justice is to prevail, have to stand trial at The Hague, for genocide and crimes against humanity.
Perhaps, a reason for Mugabe's prolonged stay in power and lack of intervention from the west, is the fact that Zimbabwe to my knowledge has no natural resouces, unlike the Middle East?
October 31, 2005
(Lolly's random ponderings…)
As did many other people, I settled down to watch Gladiator on TV last week. Some of the more gory violence, I simply couldn't watch and I also cried at the end when our good old hero dies. A few people have expressed their surprise at these facts…almost implying im a kind of emotionally weak individual! Heaven forbid!
But if one isn't going to cry at the death of a hero, reunited with his wife and child, killed in such a horrific manner, what is one to cry at? If one can't stand to watch humans being sliced up like meat, is that so strange?
This fundamental loss of humanity in us is echoed in so many contexts of today's society. People don't think about the real effects of hurling abuse at a stranger in the street, kicking the hell out of somebody, throwing a random insult…When did we stop considering others as human beings with feelings and forget the fact that others can feel pain…physically and emotionally…?
I know a film is just a film: a piece of art. But we all know how much the line between reality and art is extremely blurred and often indistingishable…art often reflects "life," we become involved, identify with pieces and find wider issues reflected therein…
Maybe crying at Maximus' death isn't so strange if we look a little deeper? And maybe people's reactions should be a warning to us all to reclaim the real humanity within us before it slips out of sight altogether…?
October 29, 2005
Hello people of Warwick University or elsewhere,
Tonigggggghhhhhhhht toniggggggghhhhhht wont be just any night, when all the leaves are brown and the sky is grey, and weird men in a white van are outside ur dooooooor….
1.Men-who arent wankers, mutilated, or a lazy git.
2.Drink-coffee, tea, alcohol like half a cider, orange reef, double vodka and coke, double malibu and coke, and Lambrini…
3.Smoke-like a chimney and kill yourself for pleasure (we would like to add we do not endorse any type of inhalation, by non-smokers)
4.Drugs-take a trip once in your life (drugs can potentially ruin your life please be careful)
5.Petrol-go and have a sniff does it smell like smokey bacon Walkers crisps. Must be Esso.
6.Friends-always rely on those you can trust (dont shop your mates to the police)
7.Sin City-see it and you will feel like a good member of society (please be aware this film contains no violence what so ever, rated U)
Dont write or be philosophical about the wonders of life when you do not know yourself…..especially after being chatted up by a fresher.
What we do in life echoes in eternity…my name is maximus, decimus, Laurenus, Amyus, Emmus, student of the realm in Tile Hill, girls to a small bin, and a dirty kitchen…..
Try living in a bin its GRRRRRRRRRREAT!
PS I would like to take this opportunity to thank my two fabulous housemates love, hugs, kisses, and sycophantic bullshit…....
Rock and Roll Saves lives