Well I'm back from holiday and I'm sure you're psyched to know what present I got you, well, it's my safe return. What? What's wrong with that? Well I didn't want to get you and tacky jewellery or a penis shaped bottle opener. Ok next time I'll get you something better, happy?
Feel free to fill in the blanks in the one sided conversation up there, feel just as free to read it, frown and slur abuse at me. I was only kidding up there too, I did get you a nice present, me and Patrick started twitter for you. That's right, as influential Internet personalities it's only good and proper that we keep you filled in on our small daily shenanigans. If you want to follow me then you'll need to search in @JewfroChamp and if you want to follow Paddy then you need to follow this link. Its wit like that that keeps me as the best blogger on this site. If you actually want to follow Patrick then just go to @thepaddy. I also attempted to install to twitter feeds to our blog home page, that's why the format has changed slightly. They seem to be some what erratic as to if they work or not, but they should be <------ there and there ------>. If you are a blog reader and do begin following me and/or Paddy then just say so because I would love to follow you back, this is the only way I can follow people and not get told off by the law.
#gettingwiththetimes
Well that's you all nice and informed about me and Patrick becoming twits, now for the real content of this blog. You will have been alerted to the fact I was away by the gaping hole left in your bi-daily routine when you would have normally read my blog, re-read my blog and then emailed links of my blog to your friends. I was in Lanzarote, I was told by my Papa that it is known as the windy island, well it sure deserved that reputation during my visit, I was very farty. Using my mobile telephone I took some pretty snazzy panorama photographs that at some stage may find their way into a future blog. I also hid from the sun at any opportunity because of my vampiric tendency to frazzle when exposed to sunlight. My sun hiding antics involved cowering under a towel when around the pool or dashing into the shade at any opportunity when out and about. It's tough being pale. Patrick spends 5 minutes in the sun and he looks like a Latino, a beautiful golden brown. I spend 5 minutes in the sun and I go red wherever I forgot to put sun tan lotion. Although I can’t complain, he got the gift of sun kissed skin; I got the gift of written word. I call that a fair deal.
For the moment I’m off to interrogate Patrick’s new girlfriend, that’s right, Patrick is now a taken man. No more rock star sleeping around for him, he’ll have to lose his edge. No longer will he be able to spend his Saturday nights taking drugs with hookers and partying, instead he will be cuddled up on the sofa watching Total Wipeout. Now that isn’t a fair deal.
#blogdeluxe
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