As I sit here, watching countdown and eating crisps, two things occur to me: 1)I'm a massive massive loser, and 2) these crisps, or "chips" for our intercontinental readers, are goooooooood! Now I appreciate that that level of enjoyment from a simple bag of crisps is maybe a little excessive but that's the type of guy I am.
Now if I've lured you into a false sense of security, thinking this blog will be little more that mindless withering about potato based snacks, then you my friend, are wrong! This blog is about to get as serious as a murder trial in Spain. I chose Spain as Spain's prime minister himself said "We are a serious country" and it doesn't get more serious than that.
But I digress, it's time for my serious point to this blog. Actually no it isn't. I appear to unfortunately forgotten my point. Now I feel foolish and, well, just foolish really. Apparently my points werent to be as serious as I had built up, otherwise I wouldn't have forgotten it. The letters on countdown currently spell out wieners. I don't know if that's a legitimate word but I'm jolly impressed with my 7 letter skills. My bubble has rapidly been burst as both contestants got the 8 letter wineries. This has done little to lighten my now rapidly downward spiralling mood. I may just end it all here. The blog that is, not my life. It's not that bad yet, compared to alex's it's positively splendid.
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