Alreet kids, how’s it gannin?
Not much going on this week really. I’ve been working on my latest novel ‘Chasing Cars’ and as a special treat if you click on the link below you ‘ll see the prologue…well, until I re-write it anyway!
Chasing Cars
The toon got their first point under Big Al against Stoke. Dire match like but Carroll made all the difference when he came on I thought- we started winning headers and everything.
I’ve been thinking about fate a lot recently as well – it bothers me that my life might have been pre-determined before I was even born. It would explain some stuff but would also nark me beyond belief cos that would mean that every decision I ever made meant nowt doesn’t it? I could have just sat on my fat, Geordie arse and let it all happen without lifting a finger – seems to work for most of the tabloid fodder in this country anyway – and got to where I am now without breaking sweat.
So with that in mind I tried selling me soul to the devil but the fucker wasn’t interested - turns out I haven’t got one…..
Aye, I’m bored…..
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Chasing cars reminded me of a story i read in the paper yesterday. A robber in Russia was knocked out by a judo expert hairdresser he tried to rob. She then tied him up in her basement and over a couple of days fed him viagra and raped him, apparently until his penis was injured.
Now in my opinion that wasn't fate, that was luck.
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