Horror of FUCKING HORRORS! Imagine my deep woe when I saw an advert for William Hill betting that uses the Cult's sanctuary as a sound track! Not only is it my favourite song to club baby seals to its quite possibly the greatest rock song ever written. I mean really? REALLY? Who approved that, name them now, drag them into the light, confront them, place their neck beneath my boot. it is nothing short of a travesty and there should be a law against it.
On behalf of Mrs GG, who is currently in bed with a kidney infection. As some of you may be aware, we are expecting a new clothes horse. Whilst I was on a course this morning, the doorbell goes. Thinking it is her clothes horse, Mrs GG drags herself out of bed, comes down, unlocks the front door and is confronted by the God Squad, trying to convert the heathen woman to a life of purity. They were apparently given short shrift.
Ahhh, yes. Daddy likes them, I consider it my God given mission to fuck with their core beliefs. I can also quote scripture back at them cos I is fuckin' edumecated like that innie!? I can't abide religion, especially the proselytizing types, they cometh to my door at their own peril. They are deeply irritating; like sand under one's foreskin.
Raised by atheists but we always welcomed peeps. My folks felt sorry for the Mormon missionaries so we have them over quite a bit. Great lads. I also spare the JWs a few mins on the doorstep then politely tell them no thanks. A polite but firm ‘no thank you’ costs nothing and hurts nobody. As far as gambling goes, it’s a disgrace how it’s seeped into everywhere. I abhor it. The adverts make me puke. ….’sweet Caroline’ da da da……look at all those happy gamblers with their ‘gaffer of an acca’……..fuck off.
I was recently in a hotel up north that had a JW church over the road, I knocked to speak to them about the virtues of alcohol but no-one answered the door
