Archive for December, 2006

WTF?

Kev, two things really. One, where’s the box for the Mackford Files three and four? I’m pretty sure I sent them with he dictaphone 🙂 secondly who on earth are you describing here:

“The only thing she ever did was sit in the back of an army truck and let her hair get set on fire by some motorbike in some bizarre military tattoo thing!”

The mind boggles.

2 comments December 30th, 2006

Bye Chris

I’m not one for saying goodbye very well in person so I thought I would say bye on here and to wish you well in your new shiney job. I hope you don’t get too annoyed with the lack of understanding the Londoners may have when you speak and the whole breadcake, breadbun, bap malarkey, just slap them with a wet fish and say we speak reet propa up north. Make sure you keep in touch (pleeeease, or Kev will drive me up the wall).

Don’t work too hard and take care.

Sarah x

3 comments December 30th, 2006

You See You Right

You see you, right, you as in you as in not me, right, you have a present coming your way. You! Not me! You!

 

That’s you as in Kevin-head by the way 😛

5 comments December 27th, 2006

Property binge

Over the last couple of days I went on a massive weekend-long bender. It wasn’t a homoerotic bender or a drug bender, nor was I getting drunk or pissed up on booze. No, I was ODing on my new flat. I went in there and had a big sniff and didn’t leave it all weekend. Why? Because it’s MINE!

MY FLAT

This is a picture of my new abode to be, into which I will insert my face on the 30th December. After that time the Chris Hotel will be available for anyone who cares to haul their candy ass down to London Town.

I’m bored of typing in that stupid way so I’m just doing it normally now.

The white-walled wonder you see above is costing me the breathtaking sum of £195 a week. If only I had that sort of money to burn! Instead, I can’t burn it because I have to give it all to my landlord. Grrr. Them’s the sort of apples that make me skint.

7 comments December 19th, 2006

Return of the Mack!

Helllooooooooo Loinsville….

As you may have noticed, all the pretty pictures are back. I fixed it I did! Some how the web server had managed to convince our images folder that it was a text file 0kb in size… Nice. After literally minutes of macking my loins in its muther-fucking mack, all was well again and the world did rejoice.

Amen.

Also, I’ve added a handy little “Admin Panel” link at the bottom near the “Login/out” booton… enjoy.

8 comments December 12th, 2006

Head out on the highway…

Today I passed my driving test!

Driving

I am now free to mow down pedestrians and pimp my ride. Woo!

(I don’t have a ride though. Please donate to the Get Chris A Ride to Pimp fund.)

6 comments December 11th, 2006

I’m sorry, I’m Dead!

Sorry to have to tell you all that I have died. It happened last saturday and was very sudden. I was attacked by a cougar whilst in Edinburgh Zoo. You wont see any reports of it in the press as we settled out of court for a tidy sum. Whenever you address me from now on it should be as Kevin Hill (deceased).

Thank you for you co-operation.

P.S. What the hell is going on with the images on this site??? I SHALL investigate!

6 comments December 8th, 2006

Virtual Locker Check – Number 29

Date: 2nd December
Time: 8.44am
Location: Within my mind

Today I had a virtual visit to the LOCKER which I did with imaginations inside my mind. It was really nice. I opened the door and it was excellent.

Bye!

7 comments December 2nd, 2006


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