to wired from chocolate to sleep!
Foo fighters - Walk
Twas in the merry month of May, from me home I started,
Left the girls in Tuam, nearly broken hearted,
Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother,
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblin;
Bought a pair of brogues, rattling o'er the bogs
And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three four, five
He always plays the 'dame' in the village panto and particularly likes playing the fairy god mother
fortunately for Anna and G, when chatty remembered to install his hidden camera, he did it in the men's shower and got an eye full of hairy arse
Burundi... and why the world turns a blind eye when hundreds are killed every week in Africa, through political, ethnical and terrorist violence, but 130 are killed in France and the world mourned.
An ice cold beer will turn to two,
you'll find that soon you'll have no clue
as two becomes three
and three becomes four
the end of the line will be yours no more!
The festive season it is indeed,
but for now Alan, it is time to conceed.
so I'll take my place
at the end of the line
and enjoy a glass of warm mulled wine.
Eating another Crunchie... lol.. YUM!
Pedantic. I like that word!
Queen - Greatest Hits Volume II
She thinks a crunchie is something we tied our hair up with, in the 90's
Muse - Survival (am I surprised?)
Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world I'll turn it inside out - yeah
And floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now don't stop me
'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time
I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping me