Posts Tagged ‘Nonsense’

SOMEBODY SENT ME PIES!!!!!!!!

Finally this blogging lark is paying off.

Right then. Pies. Those lovely people at Square Pies sent me a voucher so I could try their pies and then write something about them, because apparently that is what I do now.

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For absolutely no reason I’ve been looking at ridiculous rich girl shop website Tiffany & Co.

I thought I would share some of the wonderfully expensive shit that you didn’t know you didn’t need.

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Bugger. I’m 2 hours late with today’s entry into the catalogue of crap that fills my understairs cupboard. I’d best make up for it by posting something amazing and super-interesting…

Oh.

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I really need to start writing a bunch of these posts in advance, because I’m rushing here while trying not to sleep. Ah well, nobody reads this…

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There comes a time in every man’s life when he really should throw away all the nonsense he’s gathered over the years and embrace the minimalist lifestyle. Today isn’t that day. Here’s today’s entry into the encylopaedia of guff that resides in my understairs cupboard.

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So the downside to having to write a blog a day (well, I say ‘have’, I kinda want to) is that I’m not an endless fountain of quality internet content.

Thus, in an attempt to keep myself inspired for at least the next couple of weeks, I have invented this – FUDGEY’S WHEEL OF PISSPOOR BLOG IDEAS!

And no, I don’t think I can get it to embed on here. I’m still learning how to not make WordPress set on fire all the time.

Hey, while you’re here, why not send me some money so I can actually do something interesting rather than half arsed nonsense…? No? Oh, OK. Fine.

The modern potato struggles in modern society, as it has simple tastes, backwards views and an attitude that does not align with contemporary society’s views.

Every potato is racist, sexist and doesn’t understand why Brexit hasn’t happened yet. Sure, they know that they have immigrant routes, or roots, but why should potatoes from other countries tell them what to do?

Potatoes welcome death by frying, mashing or, just like King Edward the Potato Messiah, forming into a croquette, waffle or smiley face shape.

Eat a potato today. Just don’t expect it to agree with you.
Thanks to Craig Mold for the random blog topic suggestion