With Great Power
Shit, we just tied a straw hat to a helium-filled balloon, you know, as an anchor, this balloon cost about a grand hire purchase, and the fucking balloon carried the straw hat, which wasn't cheap either, into the middle of the road where it impeded a bus driver's view of the road, he careered across onto the other side of the street, crashing into a beer garden instantly killing hundreds of cheery weekend drunks, not to mention the poor bloody school kids on the bus, while down the other side of the street, a dog on a leash drags its 96-year-old owner into the path of a Nova which brakes too late, crushing the dog and its owner under its wheels, before tipping over and causing a ten car pile-up which extends over station bridge and causes havoc on the roundabout, with one exit already closed due to roadworks, and sends everyone down the hill to Quibell Park and ASDA, the congestion holding up the Walsall team coach on their way to Glanford Park to play Scunthorpe United. so, yeah, that was yesterday and now I've got Paul Merson, the Walsall team coach, on the phone, complaining loudly about a £15,000 fine from the Football Association due to a late kick-off. He says I've got to start taking responsibility for my actions and, frankly, I agree.
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