Monday, 30 November 2009
You, Madam, are some Bad Candy
Maybe the Police could do some Policing rather than just terrorising the law abiding
Police said Ms Foulkes had been looking after John-Paul at her home in Ash Grove while his mother went to work.
The force has begun a further inquiry after admitting it received a report of dogs being bred at the house in February but failed to take any action.
With this, mother who was bullied by the cops and local council for telling off her children and trying to make them behave
A mother fears she has been 'criminalised' for giving her children a ticking-off in a supermarket.
She was secretly followed home by an off-duty policeman who overheard her threatening to smack them unless they behaved.
Six weeks later two officers came to her home and questioned her about disciplining the youngsters, a boy of 11 and a four-year-old girl. To her horror she then received a letter from the local council saying her 'chastisement' of the children had been 'put on record' for at least the next 14 years.
If you don't love this movie, I will fight you
Sunday, 29 November 2009
Tits are awesome (as are sundry other parts of a lady)
On Libertarianism
Saturday, 28 November 2009
Dear People
Wednesday, 25 November 2009
SpazX's Law (also SpazX's Rule of Dumb Cunt, Marxists Analogies)
As an online discussion grows longer, the probability of a someone in the discussion addressing someone else as a dumbcunt or a Marxist approaches one.
Malevolent forces are ever out to thwart me
Nemesis - A Definition
1. A source of harm or ruin: Uncritical trust is my nemesis.
2. Retributive justice in its execution or outcome: To follow the proposed course of action is to invite nemesis.
3. An opponent that cannot be beaten or overcome.
4. One that inflicts retribution or vengeance.
5. Nemesis Greek Mythology The goddess of retributive justice or vengeance.
6. Rof Stick Insect
Spaced is Da Bomb (that's right square I said Da but studiously spelt bomb correctly! How you like those apples)
Tuesday, 24 November 2009
From the Lady Sack (Patent Pending)
How to actually fix your life
The Strenuous Life (1900)
Monday, 23 November 2009
10-year-old lad, refuses to say the Pledge of Allegiance at school because there is no liberty or justice for all in America
The Pledge of Allegiance was cooked up by a Baptist fellow in 1892 and subsequently promoted in youth publications for recitation by school children. It is, of course, not anything our founders envisioned and is, in fact, kind of antithetical to our very principle of constitutionally guaranteed liberty.You cannot force somebody to promise fealty in this gloriously free country.
Friday, 20 November 2009
Christmas is coming, the Mrs is looking flat
Thursday, 19 November 2009
You Madam are some Bad Candy!
Thomas Erskine KC on freedom
Wednesday, 18 November 2009
How to Start Your Own Street Gang
Things You'll Need:
1. homies
2. a lot of time on your hands
3. a job ... just kidding
Instructions
Step 1. Find a few friends that have a lot of time on their hands.
Step 2. Convince your friends to all wear the same colour clothes as you and create a secret sign or handshake. (Preferably a cool sign or handshake)
Step 3. Give each other cool nicknames and spray paint then on your clothes along with your gang name.
*Don't smile
Step 6. As people begin to notice your gang invite them to join. The more the merrier!
Step 8. After you have made money from your business make sure to carrier your entire net worth in your wallet and pockets.
*If possible let everyone you see know how rich and cool you are
Step 9. Congratulations you now have your own street gang!
From the Lady Sack (Patent Pending)
Stuff what is manly!
1. Manly Explosions are Manly – Explosions are badass, and every guy knows it… that’s why Michael Bay put so many explosions into Transformers (1 and 2). If you tell me you just saw someone eat glass, I’d be like “eh, that’s cool, I guess,” but tell me something in the backyard is exploding and I’ll be there in a heartbeat, beer in hand.
2. Hot Chicks – Ok, so hot chicks aren’t manly, that would be gross, but being around hot chicks IS manly, so is having hot chick calendars, hot chick beach towels, mugs with hot chicks on ‘em, posters of hot chicks, and car magazines with hot chicks leaning on cars, preferably all in bikinis.
3. Bare Hands – Men don’t fuck around, we don’t have time to. If something needs to be done, we’ll do it. When the wife says, “Hey honey, we don’t have anymore gasoline for the lawnmower,” we say, “No problem, I’ll just rip that shit out with my bare hands.” Or when the girlfriend is all like, “I can’t change this flat tire because I lost the jack,” we just rip the lug nuts off with our bare hands.
4. Manly Beards are Manly – When you think of a manly man, what do you think of? Lumberjacks. Lumberjacks have beards for a reason, to protect their face from the cold when its 10-degrees below zero and they’re fighting polar bears and catching salmon and, of course, cutting down trees in the winter. So the next time you see a man with a great beard, compliment him, we need to stick together. By the way, you should add REDBEARD on facebook.
5. Manly Cars are Manly – We’re not talking about your Ford Focus or your Scion xB, we’re talking powerful and intimidating vehicles. We’re talking trucks so tall, you’ve got to use a ladder to get in it. We’re talking ‘68 cherry red Camaros with racing stripes and an exhaust system that can wake up your parents (that live two states away from you).
6. Tools – We’re men and we use tools… for everything. Shit, just last week I used a hammer to open my car door just cause I felt like it. Whether it’s a chainsaw, a jackhammer, a wrench, or a screwdriver, we’re using it, and if we’re not using that, we’re using a sawzall, a nail gun, or a backhoe.
7. Balls – It’s pretty obvious men have balls. Now I’m talking literal balls and metaphorical balls. Ever watch a movie where a guy runs into a burning building to save a child? Or how about wrestling a shark cause it looked at you funny? These things take balls and that’s why men have ‘em.
8. Guns – Guns are basically like having a second penis. They’re powerful, they shoot, and girls are afraid of them. Not all guys want guns, but all men sure do.
9. Grilling – Men grill… or barbeque, they don’t bake, or “prepare.” Eff that noise. Something about using fire to conquer beasts and then teaching them a lesson by eating the shit out of them just reaches out to a man’s heart. And, we don’t stop at meat, we grill anything. Corn, pineapples, shoot, I even heard you can make a cake on a grill.
10. Beer – It has been referred to as the nectar of the gods, and for good reason. After a long day of working with tools and living off the land, a cold beer hits the spot better than anything. In fact, beer has been known to cure the common cold, athlete’s foot, and getting bitched at.
11. Manly Names are Manly – What’s your name? Betty? Samantha? Kristen? That’s not manly at all. That’s why men have manly names like Duncan Steel, Magnus Ver Magnusson, and Brock Lesnar. Our names define us… you really think someone’s is gonna want to mess with you if your name is Brick Rippley? Not a chance.
12. Football – Running into someone as fast as you possibly can with the intent of causing physical harm is manly. Badminton is not. Everything about football is manly really… tailgating (in trucks sometimes), grilling in the parking lot, drinking beers, watching hot chicks (cheerleaders), and getting loud as hell when someone almost takes another persons head off.
13. Manly Jobs are Manly – What’s manlier than being a glass chewer, a master beardsman, a truck juggler, a brick shitter, or a rodeo clown for sharks ? Not much.
14. Manly Movies are Manly – Let’s be honest, men only watch chick flicks if they’re trying to get some. To men, everything exists to entertain us, including movies, so when we choose what we wanna watch its usually something like Blazing Saddles, Army of Darkness, Braveheart, James Bond, Lethal Weapon, etc. In case you wanna know what other kind of movies men like,
Shit storm round up
- Barnardos finds child abuse, ignores cops, asks government for money
- Alan Johnson turns out to be a hypocrytic massive cunt afterall
- Tories say fuck off we don't need to have trials
- Parents to be interrogated for having the audacity to send kids to school
- Ofsted hides Baby P evidence, hands Sharon Shoesmith £50k in indemnity costs
Tuesday, 17 November 2009
Pie Charts are comedy gold
Monday, 16 November 2009
Tits don't need hiding in a bra, why not try a belt instead
Bill Hicks - Salvation Tour 2005
ID cards good for getting you into a bar so you can binge drink, also don't binge drink says Home Office Minister!
'gangs are setting up fake-ID factories using printers bought at high street shops. The Met has shut at least 20 “factories” in the last 18 months and believes more than 30,000 fake identities are in circulation.
Police examined 12,000 of them and established they were behind a racket worth £14 million.
One £750 printer was withdrawn from sale at PC World after detectives revealed it could produce replicas of the proposed new ID card and EU driving licences.'
Genius, the fucking ID card can be knocked up on a home printer for £750. Flog them to 100 of your classmates at £10 a go and you are laughing!
Fucking useless wonk fucks! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
Friday, 13 November 2009
From the Lady Sack (Patent Pending)
Readers want Spaced Quotes says Mr November
POKER NAKED SEX LOHAN GIRLS 9/11 CONSPIRACY PARIS HILTON X FACTOR
Thursday, 12 November 2009
Wednesday, 11 November 2009
You, Madam, are some Bad Candy
Dear HMG, Cops, Local Councils, Quangos and sundry other executive lickspittles, oh and the spineless parliament that is supposed to reign them in
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
I love Scotch, Scotchy Scotch Scotch, here it goes down, down into my belly!
Women, you can't drown them all
Tim: [sarcastically] Only if you bring it back. [pauses] You can HAVE a tea-bag, Brian, you can't borrow one. [turns around, sees Brian dressed as a painting] You've got paint on you.
Brian: It's a literal tribute to the self reflexivity of Rembrandt.
Tim: Did he like it?
Brian: He's dead.
Tim: Bloody hell, that really backfired.
Brian: What are you playing?
Tim: Tomb Raider 3.
Brian: She's drowning.
Tim: Yeah.
Brian: Is that the point of the game?
Tim: Depends what mood you're in really.
Brian: What sort of mood are you in then?
Tim: Well, I got a letter from my ex-girlfriend this morning, 3 months too late, explaining why she dumped me. It was full of 'you'll always be special' and 'I'll always love you' platitudes designed to make me feel better whilst simultaneously appeasing her deep seated sense of guilt for dumping me, running off with a slimy little city boy called Duane and destroying my faith in everything which is good and pure.
Brian: So it didn't really work then.