It has come to attention that I was previously made the mistake in telling you that Porgy & Bess were Finish when they're French (which I had originally believed, yet that day I must have misheard Finn-ench when I should have heard Frenish, it can happen). Whilst when I beat down the fire doors of perception we'll no longer need Nationality, Passports, Flippers or any other use for the word 'Nice' but for the biscuits, for the moment consider this a retraction. Viva La Franland !!
I do however have quite a fondness for the Scandinavians (a name coming originally from a term for flightless birds). Up there they have no need for 'Piss & Vinegar' for they urinate concentrated Ammonium and pour Britvic '55 on their chips! Not Like You Mediterraneans with Your Slender and Petite Forms! Because of You some of us have to buy XL jacket sizes with the Number 6 On!
My Gawd, I Have Woken The Dragon! Quick, Go Get Me Some Help To Slay This Outrageous Behemoth ! Saint George, Shrek, Dennis F**kin' Quaid, Anybody!! JUST GO NOW, THE F**KERS ALREADY SET AFLAME MY LUXURY BEDROOM KIMONO !!! *
*The views of Capitan Johnson are not necessarily those of FYIrl.com and it associates ....... or anybody within the restraints of reality!
** stands for u and c respectively
- Captain Gonzo
- Meet Captain “Gonzo” Johnson, The Prophet of The Great Magnet. Lovechild of renowned Doctor of Journalism, Roaul Duke and DNA from Joan of Arc’s relic ovaries. Marching from the Nevada Desert with The Sixth Reich Army of Circus Circus behind him, Desert wind in what’s left of his hair and a bruised, eye-patched Ape brandishing a Bowie Knife by his side. He's here to trade in reviews and fling Grade A Bull-hockey. THE REVOLUTION WILL NOT BE TELEVISED……… but a Small Insurgence may be posted on the net.
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