Listening to the radio as I do while pecking out words from my cider addled brain, I get to hear everything. F**k television, the wireless is the pulse of the nation. There is music to soothe my hangover, and there is debate to get fired up to. And boy did I get fired up nice and tidy five minutes ago! Pass me the shant, quick sharp!
The progamme I was tuned in to was talking about Britain's benefits culture and about how some folks are seemingly happy to sit on their lardy asses and leech off the state. One horrible, unwashed scrounger, tried to justify their benefits by saying, "We get the Sky Movies package because we’re stuck in the house all week – otherwise we wouldn’t have any entertainment."
WHAT THE HELL? I HOPE THE SATELITE DISH FALLS ON YOUR F**KING HEAD, YOU PATHETIC WASTE OF SPACE!THOSE OF US WHO ACTUALLY WORK FOR A LIVING HAVE TO PAY FOR THOSE PACKAGES BY GETTING OFF OUR BACKSIDES EVERY 5AM AND PUTTING IN A DAYS GRAFT. IM JUST ABOUT BLOODY SICK OF IT!!!! I WOULDN'T LET THE B@STARDS HAVE SKY IF I RULED THE LAND. NO ENTERTAINMENT UNTIL WORK SEZ I! TOO FLIPPING RIGHT!
IT BEGGARS BELIEF THAT SOME PEOPLE COULD BE SO BONE IDLE. WHERE THE F**K IS THEIR PRIDE? THEIR DIGNITY? LOST IN THE FAT OF TESCO VALUE PIZZA AND PROCESSED CHEESE NO DOUBT. IF YOU ARE FIT TO WORK, YOU SHOULD BE DOING EVERYTHING YOU CAN TO FIND IT, INSTEAD OF SMOKING YOURSELF SILLY WATCHING CRAPPY FILMS ALL DAY! NO WONDER THIS COUNTRY IS IN THE STATE IT IS.
IIN AMERICA I BELIEVE YOU ONLY RECEIVE WELFARE FOR SO LONG AND THEN YOU HAVE TO RELY ON CHARITY. QUITE RIGHT TOO! WE CANNOT CONTINUE HANDING OUT FISTFULS OF WEDGE FOR DOING BUGGER ALL! SOME OF THESE WRETCHES GET MORE IN BENEFITS A YEAR THAN WORKING PEOPLE GET! SWINES!
For the most part im a gentle, contented soul, happy to let life go on its merry way. But sometimes things happen that would test the patience of a saint (or a poet) and for these little troubles I give you Ranter the Shanter ~ Born to shant, Loves to rant! You think im cute when I get mad? Well in a minute im about to be f**king gorgeous.
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Mightily Peeved
Does your Ranter look happy in the photograph above? Do you see bluebirds flying around my head and lambs frolicking around my legs? (Okay you can't see my legs but trust me theres no lambs). No, this is my cheesed off look. The sort of look I have when a RANT is brewing.
The reason? Shops and their sunday f**king hours. Yesterday it was a beautful summers day, and being a sunday I decided to hit the shops for some retail therapy as the ladies call it. I needed therapy alright!
WHY THE F**K DON'T SHOPS OPEN BEFORE 11am??! BOTH HMV AND BLOCKBUSTER WERE SHUT UNTIL 11am WHICH LEFT ME FUMBLING AT THEIR DOORS AT 10:30 LIKE A PR!CK WITHOUT A CLUE!
WHY OPEN SO BLOODY LATE? I THOUGHT NOW WE'D RELAXED THE DRINKING HOURS, THE SHOPS WOULD FOLLOW SUIT BUT NO SIREE! IN THIS DAY AND AGE WHERE EVERYTHING ELSE IS TWENTY FOUR HOURS A DAY, IT SEEMS ALMOST MEDIEVAL THAT A STORE WOULD REMAIN CLOSED UNTIL AFTER 11am. IS EVERYONE IN CHURCH OR SOMETHING? WAKE UP!!
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