Friday, July 22, 2005
More Crazy Frog Fun!
Everything's gone Crazy Frog crazy again at Chez Shaz. Tyson's off to see his mate at Splott Car Boot sale tomorrow morning to pick up the new Crazy Frog CD of his mate - Crazy Hits!.
Its dead cheap as well, only £2 because I think they are outtakes or something as they don't have printed covers and the discs just say CD-R like they hadn't got around to finishing printing them. But for £2 you can't complain. They're not due in the shops till Monday. Come Saturday evening it will have been played at least 10 times already.
Not only that, but my webmaster friend contacted me to ask me to show off his latest site - Crazy Frog Fans as he knows how much I love the Crazy Frog. I even signed up to the forum, but is a bit empty yet. I never been in a forum before. It looks fun. Someone was tellin' me it's a good place to pick up blokes, but I'm not sure if she meant the old Forum nightclub in Town. Ho-Hum - see how it pans out. I'm still a bit itchy from the Greek adventure, so maybe I could do with giving it a rest for a few weeks.
Friday, July 15, 2005
Worra Dumbass
Phew, house is just about fixed up now, and the weather has been mega lush uptil now when its gone a bit grey (but still hot.) I was having a browse about the internet, looking to see if there was anything on the Ely chavs, when I found this: Chav Towns - Ely.
Now, I don't know about you but I get hacked off when people call us Chav's thick and idiots, but we're cleverer than the fool who wrote that. Listen dorky goth-guy, Ely isn't in East England, its in Cardiff in it. And its certainly not a town, its part of Cardiff which is a city.
He's probably old as it says he has an Anglia. What he needs is a new Zorst, some nice mesh and a few supersonic spoilers, then he might not right such rubbish. Ely in England. Duh.
Monday, July 11, 2005
Back In The Land Of The Living
Hiya all! Back again after a lovely break and a downright brilliant holiday. House looks like a bomb hit it, two windows boarded up, a pile of cheap hooch bottles and empty Doritos bags outside in the garden and news that each night there was 20 or 30 cars parked outside and using the house like a rave disco.
But hey, that Goth family does like to exaggerate, it was probably only Tyson's mates Cai and Craig sat outside the house in their cars having a sound-off and smoking some draw and drinking Carling.
However, its fair to say them Goths looked well pleased to see me back. I thought I saw the mum (Camilla or summit) crack a smile when she walked past the house this morning on the way to her job at Tesco. I was in the garden enjoying this weather when she went past and I could have sworn I saw her face have a happy twitch. Either that or she had wind.
Anyway, back to reality, I can't get over this weather, its hotter than it was out on Ibiza. I'd never been to Greece before so I was dead excited to go, and I got so many tales to tell that I haven't got time to go into them now. Its fair to say the old fluffy bits got more action than Ashanti's chip pan - it was great, every night a different bloke and if I wasn't so pissed on that Greek Sangria wine I might remember a few of their names. If they come back to me I'll tell you some more.
I was amazed to come back and see that it was even more baking 'ere than it was out there. I went three shades of brown rubbing that chip oil on meself all the time to get a nice healthy tan. And now I can keep it topped up. Bonus. I should be scraping the mould out of the fridge and trying to get the black bag out of the bin. But hell with it. My holiday is still on and I'm sitting in my garden soaking up some rays. Tidy.
