This is graffiti I found in the toilet of RSVP in Woking (that sounds quite seedy, like I'm George Michael about to tell a copper to play with my Careless Whisper), it clearly shows both the intellect of the local voters and the fantastic spelling ability of - what I assume is - Palin voters. If we play the over analysing game, then there are a few glaringly obvious points raised, such as why would I care about this if I'm drunk, how relevant is it really considering I have no vote in the US elections of past, let alone 2012. Why can't this person spell Palin correctly, or maybe Pakin is a new candidate I overlooked whilst not really caring about the election last time. Then finally, who is PA MOOT? The father of MOOT Jr? Maybe the 'PA' is an attempt at spelling Palin correctly, but the person just gave up hope and gave in to vomiting on the floor like the rest of the chavs did? What have we learnt? Well, bars are not the place to graffiti political views, especially if you are a drunk moron. Moving on..I found this in Harrods of all places, the store known for it's top quality products - including "my son the tranny" fashion kits. I realise that it has the magical Twilight word
on it (apparently you can get that Twilight Angel look - not related to the film, but hey, the word will surely make every hollow soul 12 year old girl weak at the knees. Just throw in a "Edward" for good measure and you've got a sale), but believe it or not.. that is a girl. Yes, hold your gasps people! The chimp in boys skin and girls hair is a girl. The product itself seems to just be a pen that draws on the expensive clothes mummy bought downstairs for you, along with the silk screener of course! Just take another look at the picture, that 'grrl' has strange, I assume fake, hair, her head isn't attached to her neck in any way, and what's with the evil eyes? She is not rockin' the product, more the marrow in my bones. In case you couldn't tell, I didn't buy this product. It just seemed too.. normal.. for me.
And finally, we come to this stunner of a movie. It is not porn as you may expect, it was on Film4 at about 2.30pm a week or so ago. Fanny By Gaslight is a classic movie where the.. someone does something, and that other thing happens. Ok, so I didn't watch it. I laughed at the name, took a photo and then moved on to re-runs of Dragons Den on Dave+1 (+1 because Freeview won't fucking pick up Dave in my room, pointless knowledge there). I want to know who honestly thought this was a wise name for a film, I personally imagine it being about a rather lovely maid in a mansion called 'Fanny', or as we shall call her to avoid using the word 'Fanny' anymore, 'Lady F', wandering the house at night with a Gaslight, being lit in an equally lovely flickery orange shade. Except it's in black and white, so for all we know, Lady F could be holding a strobe and the crew are having a jolly ol' rave. For those of you who want to see the film, it's currently available at no good retailers for the respectable price of £0, because no one appears to believe that it exists. This film however must have been better than one I did watch called "The Leaving Man" where there was a man, who was always seen leaving.. I mean really, the 1930's churned out some absolutely gripping stuff.
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