Good morrow my fellow ducklings, i do believe t' has been a long time since we partook in some oh them lovely late night rantings.....

Right, well then once more i have come to your aid, to rush you off your feet in a blase of creative genius, of outstanding literature, of profound publishing's, of..... OK, OK ill admit it, iv just been drinking a lot, and singing along to dragon force (huh, who said my singing sounds like killing a cat, well ill show you what killing a cat sounds like, and trust me you ll come crawling when i play you the recording [ hear Kitty kitty, hear Kitty kitty, Mommy's got food. ha ha, got ya now, you silly obise moggy! ] ) so feel in the mood for a blog, i just couldn't resist the idea of seeing if i could beet the kettle in a drinking competition... and guess what i won :D he he, silly kettle, it really should know when to quit. Well, that and the erm, literate oh blue charge n everything elce i had today.... wooop :D

Right, well as iv not bloged again for such a while ill try let you all catch up on things.... i say try though, cos the state my mindes in at the moment it could just randomly jump of track n ramble on at ya about the fish market for no apparent reason other than the fact i think everyone reading this right now, including me and your deranged cat sat next to you right now, coughing hairballs up over ur keyboard - which for some unbeknown reason looks much more like its humping the desk.... see, you know witch cat I'm on about now, their ya go... who's a good boy, yes you are, yes u are.

Right, well. i think we shall continue, onwards and upwards i say. Time to go owt and shoot the purple duck. He he, silly duck. well, as some oh you know i been doing bog all recently, other than shitty exams and getting kicked out oh school, temporary. But who gives a hoot about that, other than your pet owl, thats out right now killing Innocent little furry mice. yes, that's right, YOUR PET OWL IS A MURDORER!!!!! How can you live with your self, you disgust me.

He He He, arnt we having fun children? WHAT ? YOUR NOT ? right then, them chickens that i threaded in my previous bulletins, them same ones that i never used even though only a few people keep me sane during the show (well, relatively sane, compared to the sanity of a brain dead fish, with a limp fin and a wonky eye! yeah you know the one, you flushed him down the toilet when you where five - murderer!) yeh, them ones. well am gonna fill ya room with them, and their all gona cluck at you, and lay eggs all over ya floor. Ya, how do you like that! bring it on chicken man! He he, chickens are suck cool wepons of mass destruction, I mean come on, who would seriously expect a coote icly chicken to be a killer. He he, i mean u could just strap a icl minny bomb to it and it would woddle n cluck after you, then the next minuit you stroke it, and boom! he he, chicken go bang :D woop. He he, killer chikens :D

ooh budda! think iv gone, erm slightly off track their... ONly slightly :D he he, told you to watch out for my minde, cos you see its very, very unpradictable. One miinut its thinking this and the next its been rappedily propelled though their air, waving around to some lound music :D and i now have the hair / dead cat sat ontop of my head to do thjat in a good enough fassion (ahh, thats wher i put the cat affter i made the recording!). He he. well, now my hair has fully taken over my mental capacity, of erm, zero i shall contine, for it shall not interupt me for too long. for i have a plan, a verry cunning and injenious plan. And yes, it involves exactky what your thinking of (no, not the dead cat you fools, i have other plans for that, but ill get into them another time) No, this plan involvs a 6ft door trol (also known as bob the unfreindly gardon gnome), a small chicken and a wet trout. now, i could tell you the compleate plan.. but im not going to do that, cos comeon.. you never see chriss tarrent givving the who "door garding troll" plan away on who wants to be a millionare do you? right, well ill let you lot work out the plan, then you can come and tell me what it is... yust to give you lazy bums somat to think about while your flushing that small, poor inocent little vole down the toilte that you murdorous pet owl just braught back as a "present". ! Discusing sadastic people - yes that includes you you deranged lunatic! (no im not addresing my self their than you verry much.... small mong child!!!!!!

anyway, i think i may be returning to my ice cream milkshake [its a big tub oh ice cream that melted and got a bit wet :( ] as imobivously failling on describing how my life has gone over the past few months iv not been blogging, this is possably because i crnt help trying to head bang and scream purple duck and orange goose at evryone, just for the hell of it. Ohh, and just for the hell of it

PURPLE DUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh and 5829, just thaught id chuck the number in thier for the hell of it, something for mark to try and work out as a conspirosy theiroy :D