Last night after demolishing a vanilla square I decided to check out a few retro video clips.
Relive the glorious era of '80's pop.
Fueled, probably over-fueled with sugar I dredged my memory for hits of the past.
Then I hit gold.
Pure gold.
The unadulterated madness of well, Madness.
Catchy blend of happiness, outrageous English accents and brass.
I enjoyed them and felt the compulsive need to share my relived joy with the world of facebook.
Now I never share video clips on facebook.
The practice is fraught with peril.
You need to make sure, well I do, of anything that could be interpreted controversial.
But where was the harm is posting some fun-loving poms singing about living in a fun house?
I guess the bit where it's a song about buying condoms to use for the first time.
Doh!
I blame poor memory and a low speaker volume.
Thanks Jeffrey for subtly pointing it out.
But let that be a warning to you all kids, late nights, sugar and the interwebs don't mix well.
And I will not post on facebook after 9pm again.
I have a strong suspicion I have said this before.
Numbers 34
It's all set up.
It's a done deal.
The vagueries are finished, with a clear definition of boundaries.
The land is divided and Joshua and other leaders head off to mark out the allocations.
But wait.
There are still people living there.
That could be awkward.
"Mum what's that weird guy doing with the theodolite?"
"That's one of those Israelite guys. Backward sheep herders! Everybody knows using a kinematic GPS is best for total precision. Pass the grapes, son."
"Oo, he just ran his Gunter's chain right through Uncle Jehosphat's pomegranate grove. He won't be happy."
"Better get ya father, boy. Battle's about to be brewing."
Just as a slight footnote, the above reads funnier if you incorporate a cockney or outrageous ocker accent.
Totally inaccurate but try it for kicks.
You know you want to.
No-one will hear.
Even better, while doing it, look at your reflection in the monitor or phone screen.
You crack me up.
Things are going to get interesting real soon.
More than watching yourself speak cockney into the monitor.
;)
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