The internet is an addiction there is no cure.
We sit on it every night having the same conversations with the same people and call it 'social networking'.
We are members of every new website that pops up: Myspace,Bebo,Facebook,Myyearbook,twitter,msn to name a few. We go on theese websites every day check them then sit bored on msn forcing pointless chat asking people we care about how there feeling then sit akwardly for a while.
But we cant help it we wonder if someone has commented us messaged us and things like that.
I think we should beat this addiction!
Right now im going to turn off my computer and go do something
you should to
Peace out
- Ian,
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Saturday, 23 January 2010
Thursday, 21 January 2010
omg i couldnt help but laugh
If you can read this without laughing, you must be devoid of laughter cells......
This was originally shown on BBC TV back in the 70's. Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger, though God knows after how many takes. The irony is, BBC received not one complaint. The speed of delivery must have been too muchfor the whining herds. Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms [and not wetting your pants] as you read....... This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters. Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies. The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go. Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity. At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve. "Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper. The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart. "Who's fust jarted?" asked the prandsome hince. "Blame tha! t fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge. When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk. Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly. Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny!
hope this gave you a laugh like it did me
- Ian
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This was originally shown on BBC TV back in the 70's. Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger, though God knows after how many takes. The irony is, BBC received not one complaint. The speed of delivery must have been too muchfor the whining herds. Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms [and not wetting your pants] as you read....... This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters. Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies. The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go. Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity. At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve. "Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper. The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart. "Who's fust jarted?" asked the prandsome hince. "Blame tha! t fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge. When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk. Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly. Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny!
hope this gave you a laugh like it did me
- Ian
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Saturday, 16 January 2010
time for an update mate
So yeah its twentyten i finally worked out how to say it lolz, hope you all had a great great new year i know i did my nearest and dearest were all about me :)
This year has been amazing 17 days in lolz.... Its been a year for leaps and bounds for my photography seriously im learning who i am why im a photographer my style and where my journey is starting to take me i feel like this is self promotion but if you dont believe me
http://ianlolz.deviantart.com/art/Pocket-Watch-150596235
this was taken on jan the 15th and it may very well be the best image of my life.
enough of photography.
there is someone in my life really special...
my friends are amazing we havent really hung out all that much but hey 17 days in. school college and work it'll pick up
Im glad that fucking snow is gone it was fun but it really just disrupted things it was weird coming home from college there being ice everywhere when i went in came out there was next to nothing was so weird there.
I'm going to blackpool next month yayy!!! blackpool magic convevntion with andrew will be fucking amazing the tickets are here.
all is good in the hood.
love you all to death
Ian
x
This year has been amazing 17 days in lolz.... Its been a year for leaps and bounds for my photography seriously im learning who i am why im a photographer my style and where my journey is starting to take me i feel like this is self promotion but if you dont believe me
http://ianlolz.deviantart.com/art/Pocket-Watch-150596235
this was taken on jan the 15th and it may very well be the best image of my life.
enough of photography.
there is someone in my life really special...
my friends are amazing we havent really hung out all that much but hey 17 days in. school college and work it'll pick up
Im glad that fucking snow is gone it was fun but it really just disrupted things it was weird coming home from college there being ice everywhere when i went in came out there was next to nothing was so weird there.
I'm going to blackpool next month yayy!!! blackpool magic convevntion with andrew will be fucking amazing the tickets are here.
all is good in the hood.
love you all to death
Ian
x
Monday, 4 January 2010
My mates
Honestly I hve the best mates on the planet and I think I should write a paragraph bout my nearest and dearest.
Andrew: We only really started talking when James made us hang out last summer worst thing James has ever done but it was a great day for us!
Honestly this guy is MAGIC ( ;) wee pun for you mate) never a dull moment in his presence he's also taught me everything I know about magic and we've had a laugh doing it :)
James: Dear James what your expecting now is a we don't talk about #1 reference.
for once your wrong James is a guy I met when a physics teacher forced our paths to cross I doubt anyone in the class had anywhere near the level of fun we did honestly he scares me out in the mini. Then his dad scares me with the mini. He beats me when I'm out of line. I'm sure his dad would love to aswell. But I cba going anyfurther you know why you deserve a motherfuckin mention bruv
Hazel: where to begin eh?
Hazel is my bondage/sexersise partner :P she brings a feminine touch into my life and a massive ray of sunshine with it. We have yet to get a picture together or watch toy story……one day!
But yeahh hazel :-D
Gary: My fellow booze brother we go to gigs get drunk and have a laugh he's amazing even if he does have recording tourrettes hence the famous boobs jam I wander into his work and distract him lolz I know to run when the unsound manager comes lol
Nik: this guy is nuts his Sunday name Is Dusan Mandic and mines is Dick Butkus weather we are walking the dog or playing pool it's a laugh o honestly think this guy could make a trip to the dentist fun.........if he want scared of them......
Nicola Picola: omg where to start with this young ragamugffin from the streets.....if you look in her house under the wallpaper she let me draw a church....not many people would see the funny side but she does :-) we talk about random junk but it's funny we wrote a blues song once!!! Then followed by a song about her pants hahah
I love you all!!!!
- Ian
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Andrew: We only really started talking when James made us hang out last summer worst thing James has ever done but it was a great day for us!
Honestly this guy is MAGIC ( ;) wee pun for you mate) never a dull moment in his presence he's also taught me everything I know about magic and we've had a laugh doing it :)
James: Dear James what your expecting now is a we don't talk about #1 reference.
for once your wrong James is a guy I met when a physics teacher forced our paths to cross I doubt anyone in the class had anywhere near the level of fun we did honestly he scares me out in the mini. Then his dad scares me with the mini. He beats me when I'm out of line. I'm sure his dad would love to aswell. But I cba going anyfurther you know why you deserve a motherfuckin mention bruv
Hazel: where to begin eh?
Hazel is my bondage/sexersise partner :P she brings a feminine touch into my life and a massive ray of sunshine with it. We have yet to get a picture together or watch toy story……one day!
But yeahh hazel :-D
Gary: My fellow booze brother we go to gigs get drunk and have a laugh he's amazing even if he does have recording tourrettes hence the famous boobs jam I wander into his work and distract him lolz I know to run when the unsound manager comes lol
Nik: this guy is nuts his Sunday name Is Dusan Mandic and mines is Dick Butkus weather we are walking the dog or playing pool it's a laugh o honestly think this guy could make a trip to the dentist fun.........if he want scared of them......
Nicola Picola: omg where to start with this young ragamugffin from the streets.....if you look in her house under the wallpaper she let me draw a church....not many people would see the funny side but she does :-) we talk about random junk but it's funny we wrote a blues song once!!! Then followed by a song about her pants hahah
I love you all!!!!
- Ian
X
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