Monkeys Fist

We must be heard over the Shit Spelunkers!

On The Beach…

Merry Christmas lads! 2 hours from home, can’t wait. Looking forward to tomorrow, big old meal with the families then too much wine spread over the afternoon/evening. Speaking of fingers up arseholes, I’m looking forward to my Boxing Day turd being denser than a Neutron Star, and the glorious feeling of emptiness that follows it… briefly, as I’ll be hitting the drinks fridge and whatever scran is left over. Might even make some proper deep-fried chips! Have a good one you magnificent bastards!

I’m using this shift as my last opportunity to not listen to a single fucking Christmas song Eight hour playlist of Laid Back Grooves man… https://music.apple.com/gb/playlist/laid-back-grooves/pl.u-76oNNX3IWBeo2J

I’ve woken up Thurrock services. On the road in half an hour, hopefully home by 11-ish. Merry Christmas lads! 👍

Let’s just wait and see, aye. 😉

Hope all goes well with your old man KD. Your little ‘un will undoubtedly cheer your folks up on Christmas Day, too.

Please, can we use his proper title?

Dyp

Nowt worse than running out of shit paper, tbh.

Oh, forgot… 5-0

“Let’s see how things are going in the Villa dressing room, Jim”… “ Ok, thanks Jim. “

No no no. It’s not him, it’s the ginger one, Sheeran.

Fyp

One more goal, please, isn’t it, hmm?

Chinning a lad in front of his wife is the lowest of the low, mind.

Good point. If not, we can just reclassify ourselves as a porn site. Categories; Yorkshire Cuckold Fake Taxi (Driver) Post Beer Scat Big Ole Tiddies. Spaniel’s Lugs.

Dont drag my good name in to your sick and twisted world, Bucko.

Fuck ‘em Worst I’ve ever posted was a pair of tits. Several hundred times, maybe, but aye, tiddies be tiddies. I’m more concerned about how this will impact my favourite social media sites?

It’s a fucking sad state of affairs, but I’m pretty much in the same position too- I can’t do owt to change it, so let it burn. The dumbing down of the general public’s political awareness and interests has been played out on social media and through something I personally despise (reality tv) for quite some time now, and it’s winning tbh. When the BBC is quoting tweets from random members of the public on its news broadcasts, you know the game is up. I had it brought home to me not long ago when an old friend from my days abroad died very unexpectedly of a heart attack, whilst out walking with his son. I was chatting to a lad who was loading my truck and it came up naturally in conversation- you’d expect him to say some kind of standard “Sorry to hear that mate…” shit, and then move the conversation on. Nope- his instant reaction, on hearing it was an unexpected heart attack, was to ask if I was on Telegram and start on about Covidiot theories. I shut the cunt down straight away, but as I thought about it afterwards it really stunned me tbh- no hesitation, no sympathy , utterly devoid of realising people might not think the same as him. He genuinely thought the right thing to do was talk about anti vax idiocy. Bloke was in his late 30s-40s. The place is fucked. But… there always hope, isn’t there? My kids, absolute products of the social media age, are both dyed-in-the-wool lefties, as are most of their peers. They’re furious that Trump, Musk, Farage, et al are driving an anti-ecological agenda when they won’t be around to live with the consequences. Social media and messaging has made it so much easier to mobilise rebellion and revolution, as has been demonstrated several times recently, so… …There’s always hope, isn’t there? * not Jamaican Rum, but French Red.

Even better value if your a lad in the 16-18 category. €59 and they’ll be up there at least four times a day.

It’s more of a domestic tbh.