It’s Friday already, and time for Follow Friday Four Fill-In Fun, hosted by Hilary over at Feeling Beachie and co-hosted by Irene on her Soapbox! Every week Hilary and her co-hostee post four sentences for us to fill in the blanks. Here goes!
1. I am probably in the minority, but I really don’t like Twitter. Yeah, yeah, I know it’s the fastest growing social media site ever, but really! So many people (like me) think they have to have an account and either, have nothing mind-blowing to say so they rarely post anything (like me), or they fill up their day with inane, inconsequential tweets: I am watching a film! Yep, just like a million others. I am having a poo! Yep, thanks for sharing.
One day we’ll fondly look back at this Twitter obsession and laugh at our own Tweeting Twattedness!
2. I get so mad when I see someone without testicles masquerading as a man! Cry at Bambi! Tell me your inner fears! But at the same time, be a man! Make a decision once in a while! Take some responsibility! Don’t just behave like a weedy, needy wet blanket! God gave you a pair – now use ’em!
3. After I rant and swear I feel better! You may not have realised it, but I’m quite a stressy person… I get incensed over stuff like injustice and lack of common sense. And bloody doctors who think you’re thick! Honestly I’ve never progressed past that five-year-old mentality of stamping my foot and squealing It’s not fair! If I were to keep all that angst inside, I’d spontaneously combust! And there’s nothing quite like swearing as a means of de-stressing. Try it! Say Oh gosh! It’s not exactly anxiety busting now, is it? Now try, Oh fuck it! Bastarding bollocks and fuckety-fuck-fuck! See! Instant mind and body detox! And it’s free!
4. If I don’t regularly pooper-scoop the garden – it really stinks! I’ve got a big dog and I recently worked out this complicated formula, pertaining to this particular problem:
Big dog + big dinners + big bin scavenging hunts = BIG piles of poo!
On fine days I love parking my arse in the swingseat and writing outdoors. It’s bearable on chilly days if I wrap myself in a blanket, but it’s wonderful on warm, sunny days, if I’ve been vigilant. Otherwise, as the sun warms up the grass, I end up gagging on the smell. Mmm… eau de Dog Doop.
Well, that’s been fun! I’ve had a wonderful ranting session – a perfect way to start the weekend 🙂
Hop over to Feeling Beachie and join in the fun!