Wednesday, 31 January 2007
Badgers Vs Hedgehogs
Saturday, 27 January 2007
Wine
1. Wine was invented in 1971 by actor Oliver Reed when he accidentally got a paper-cut and sucked the wound. The splurty red liquid (often called "claret") was quickly bottled!
2. Wine comes in Red, White (and green) varieties but you can also get it in "puce" "taupe" and "aquamarine" if you go to any interior decorator's house.
3. Although wine often accompanies a nice meal, the best thing to serve with wine is MORE wine.
4. Angry weasels can be repelled by throwing balloons filled with wine at their eyeballs.
5. The corks in wine bottles are individually inserted by otters in underground factories in Dubai.
6. Wine is actually pronounced "Weeeeeeeeeeeyiiiiiiiiinuhhhh".
7. A scene in the wine film Sideways in which Miles and Jack wake up in a parallel universe and battle psychotic robot chicken zombies was sadly cut and is now only available on the special edition Director's Cut.
8. A goldfish can survive for up to 7 days in a bottle of wine. On the 8th day, fishy will expect you to sleep with him and buy him dinner.
9. Wine should NEVER be mixed with custard. Ever. Stop it. Stop even thinking about it.
10. Smelling the "bouquet" of the wine before tasting it comes from the fact that in ancient times (pre 1981), people often laced their wine with traces of koala urine.
These facts are all 100% true.
Thursday, 25 January 2007
Ka-Plow!!!
Monday, 22 January 2007
I'd Like to Thank the Academy...
Those "Sample Screener" copies that fill the torrent sites and the look of dribbly excitement on the faces of pale nerdy types around the country confirm it to be true!
Everyone knows that the Oscars are usually pretty rubbishy and, let's face it, we only watch it for Billy Crystal and the Roll-Call tribute to the celebs that passed-away in the last 12 months "ooOOOh i thought he/she/it died aaaages ago..." etc.
The REAL party begins on February 24th, the day BEFORE the Oscars, at The Golden Raspberries!! Get your front row seat booked now..I'll fetch the rotten fruit!
Saturday, 20 January 2007
Solid Cake!
So anyway, If I was a video game character, i would NOT choose Solid Snake or someone rather hard-as-nails from Tekken or Streetfighter. Nor would i be a poncy, long haired girly-boy from Final Fantasy! No sirree bob... I would be Parappa the Rappa.
Didn't anyone else have sorta "bad" feelings towards his girlfriend, the sunflower? She WAS sorta erm.... errr... "hot", right?
Friday, 19 January 2007
Sex-Box 360
Luckily, since the advent of wireless remotes and stuff, I can now hold a control pad relatively easily in my flippers from the comfort of the shallow-end of my pool.
Unfortunately the month of January is decidedly poo when it comes to game releases and February, like a whore, is flaunting its offers yet is unattainable.
In light of this travesty of events, I have decided that instead of playing older-games (ewwww), I will:
Learn to identify at least 12 stars by their names
Perfect my James Stewart impression
Polish my Star Wars replica Lightsaber until it gleams
Try NOT to insult the French for the next 19 days
Finish my guide to "building the perfect Murloc trap". This should be available in all good book shops and probably quite a few nasty ones by next November.
Anyhoo...
Welcome to the Fishtank
I'm Smy, a delicious dolphin from England.
About 6 years ago I was happily swimming along doing what dolphins do; talking about throw-pillows, learning a foreign language and compiling a list of possible ingredients that make up the Colonel's Special Coating at KFC outlets when I was abducted by human types with nasty nets and rather untidy facial hair.
Days later I was transported to the Government Research Facility For Smart-Arsed Fish (Leeds Division) where I was provided with a nice pool (heated), a plastic faux-castle which i call "home" and some nice toys including a plastic hoop (for leaping through) and a beach ball (which makes me so happy that I actually drool when i see it).
They also gave me the Dolphin-O-Type 2000 which allows me the opportunity to type (using a stick thingy attached to my beak).
My human captors occasionally drop in some fish for me and the nicer ones usually stroke my flippers while chatting to me about the daily news.
Let's get to know each other. I promise i don't bite.. often.