Showing posts with label shit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shit. Show all posts

Monday, 25 May 2009

Moving on up.

After yesterdays LIFE CHANGING DESCISION to hold the other blog for a bit, I realised it would probably be easier to post this from tumblr in future, so it's over to http://phht.tumblr.com you go.


Just for the record, although it's a bit pretentios tumblr is far easier to use and doesn't get all stressy about shit like blogger does. Sorry blogger.

Wednesday, 22 April 2009

Someone who is totally into Animal Collective.

So what kind of music do you like?
Well at the moment I'm into dubstep... oh and Animal Collective...Have you heard them? That song Bluish total rocks my socks.


You know what? This post sucks, I'm gonna go away and beat myself and then make it into an hi-larious comic strip.

Wednesday, 4 March 2009

Apologies.

Yeah yeah, I been away for a bit now in't I?

Truth be told I've been busy working n shit, not having crazy sex parties in other people's conservatories. Anyway the deed has been done, all I gotta do now is wait for GSA to reject my portfolio and start planning my party lifestyle in Leeds.

I might meet a Kaiser Cheif or something.

Wednesday, 28 January 2009

My favourite white powder.




And unlike the other one, it goes perfectly with alcohol
Sherbert Vodka Beer is the ultimate recipie for an excellent night.

Although don't do it on the nice rug. No-one needs that.

Friday, 16 January 2009

Everyone laugh at the poor

I've never been on a haven holiday, but from the adverts I don't think I ever want to


Butlins doesn't fare much better


Eugh. Advertisers really know how to attract clients, huh. I call these two "let's laugh at the poor". Maybe I've been at home too much this week, and my daytime TV exposure levels are too high, but these make me feel sick.


My favourite advert is the Condom: Essential Wear one. I couldn't (be arsed to) find it on youtube but you know the one I mean. The one you've never seen all the way through because you needed to take a "little break" halfway thorugh.


If I was in advertising (and mark my words one day I will be), I'd combine the forces of cheap-as-chips holiday camps and STI awareness. Come on, you all know that you're more likely to contract some sort of unpleasentness on holiday, right?


RIGHT?

Thursday, 15 January 2009

The perfect accessory.

I've been trying to think of ways to "up my game", so to speak and then I stumbled on the perfect accessory. So perfect, I can't even believe no-one else has done it before



Conversation starter much?


Remind me to go out and get some bandages tomorrow will you?

Tuesday, 6 January 2009

On gettin' this shit down

I notice that I've got subscribers and shit now so I better up the game and quite talking about how I never get laid (which is so 2008).
I thought I should be more interesting and informative like Prancehall or Noodles and Broth. Or not, whatever.

I was dead excited tonight cos my old pal Dominic Masters of the Others was on (a repeat) of Never Mind the Buzzcocks.
I felt a bit bad for deserting them for trendier shores. I dunno what happened to them. Last I heard was they were touring in December but that never happened.

Anyway this made me a bit wired cos I'm silly and immature like that. Also I read a lot of VICE tonight which probably shows through in my prose. But I don't care. Also I never realised that Dominic Masters was so attractive. He's probably dead by now. If only I'd been older in the 853 Days.


I hope you well totally appreciated this post, in future posts will be more like this.

Reppin'
I'll be back soon with a well great post on people I went to school with soon.



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