My Bloggy Wog

(I’m writing this to test my Journalistic skills for Ian so it may not be coherent - I am going to be given a “title” and have 5 minutes to write something based on the “title”)

I’m not going to comprehend the Swine Flu Epidemic. 

I’m one of those miserable self-possessed and slightly arrogant arseholes who won’t comprehend ANYTHING they haven’t experienced firsthand to their existence. 

If it hasn’t happened to me, my brother, or my brothers lover, I have no time for it. 

When Princess Diana died I honestly couldn’t have given a fuck. I did not know this woman personally. I could not understand the wave of misery that overcame our fair nation. It seemed insincere, fake, plastic. I would NOT lay flowers down at the the grave of a woman who didn’t touch me.

I would not get married in a Church if I was not a practicing Christian for the same reason.