LORD HAW HAW CALLING-LABOUR IS GREAT!!

I read only a handful of blogs......however i have noticed recently that there seems to be a co-ordinated effort to ruin the blogs of so called right wingers. As our leader,Cyclops the Bender,asks us to remember the spirit of the second world war i am reminded of a figure from that time-namely Lord Haw Haw......

William Joyce was born in New York to an English mother and a naturalized Irish father.
He and others broadcast from Hamburg spreading lies and generally irritating the British people.

Certain modern day blog posters are doing just the same......prattling on about anything....except the truth.....the truth of why our country is up schizer strasse.....


Joyce was captured at the end of the war and put on trial for Treason at the Old Bailey .
Although he was born in the U.S he held a British Passport .
He was found guilty and hanged in january 1946.
Happily history often repeats itself.
Revenge is sweet.

C4 xmas.........

As a tantrika and nihilist i would like to wish you all a great xmas and wish you the best for next year.Not wanting to be too miserable today but next year is possibly going to be when the brown hits the fan.Or hopefully when someone hits Brown!

In these times of political correctness and complete Hoonishness C4 are going to have a xmas broadcast from the prez of that well known go ahead country - Iran!!!!!!!!!

I am not a Christian but just cock off and leave the bullshit out for one day will you?
For just ONE effing day!
Let the kids have a good time and families and friends have a laugh and actually be nice to each other instead of being Hoons filled with greed and envy and hatred........

must run....got to punch my neighbours lights out!

from the mouths of babes......

why does cyclops look so happy above? if she sat on his face his glass eye would disappear!

as some of you may know i am stuck on a ymca training course.along with hundreds of others.we come from all walks of life.

a young lad of 25 was sitting next to me.he was looking at his cv.he said that he had only had crap jobs since leaving school.the last two of which were sales.
'i've sold this and that,loans,grants.power-but i can't go back to it.nobody wants to speak to you-especially at 8 in the morning.....i have been shouted at,sworn at and i am sick of it'

'but i have to get something as i have two nippers'.
'i am really worried because there are so many people losing their jobs that i dont think i can find anything'.

we then had a quick chat about martial arts as he was into wing chun and i used to do kick-boxing.

after a while he looked at me and said 'those tossers that think they know it all-like blair and brown-just look at their wives and then tell me why they think they are so clever!

says it all really.........merry xmas to all...........
tune in again i have some really great pics on the way!


sarah brown-nice legs.for a hippopotamus!

up shit strasse!

So i confessed.I am unemployed.Nobody wants me.
After 29 years of work.
I have a professional diploma.
I have common sense.
I have a brain!!!!!
Yet it seems that after the age of 35 we are not required.Surplus.
Well, Brothers and Sisters a great big shit storm is coming our way.
Do not believe the 646 useless canutes in Westminster.The u.k is BANKRUPT!!!!!!!!!!

TO MAKE SOME MONEY I WILL BE BUSKING IN SOUTHEND HIGH ST. TOMORROW.

They used to tell me I was building a dream
And so I followed the mob.
When there was earth to plow or guns to bear,
I was always there, right on the job.
They used to tell me I was building a dream
With peace and glory ahead --
Why should I be standing in line, just waiting for bread?

Once I built a railroad, I made it run,
Made it race against time.
Once I built a railroad, now it's done --
Brother, can you spare a dime?

Once I built a tower, up to the sun,
brick and rivet and lime.
Once I built a tower, now it's done --
Brother, can you spare a dime?

Once in khaki suits, gee, we looked swell
Full of that Yankee Doodle-de-dum.
Half a million boots went slogging through hell,
And I was the kid with the drum

Say, don't you remember they called me Al,
It was Al all the time.
Why don't you remember, I'm your pal --
Say, buddy, can you spare a dime?

Once in khaki suits, ah, gee, we looked swell
Full of that Yankee Doodle-de-dum.
Half a million boots went slogging through hell,
And I was the kid with the drum.

Say, don't you remember they called me Al,
It was Al all the time.
Why don't you remember, I'm your pal --
Buddy, can you spare a dime?

MORE LATER .meanwhile catch me at:

http://www.myspace.com/markmasonmusic

i live in leigh on sea..40 mins to London....if you can give me a job get in touch.if it is finance ok.....
but i want to get into music /writing /creative stuff if possible!

long lost sisters?

waynetta slob and karen matthews.........

separated at birth?