"So the best tennis player in Britain is Scottish? I'm not up to speed on my Nostradamus but isn't that one of the harbingers of the apocalypse or something?"Damn straight. If he ever wins Wimbledon - or if we ever have a Pope from Lanarkshire - put your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye, for surely this present age and all its things passeth away?
"It has been the misfortune of this age, that everything is to be discussed, as if the constitution of our country were to be always a subject rather of altercation than enjoyment." - Edmund Burke anticipates the Neverendum
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Speaking of the end of the world...
Saw Frankie Boyle the other night in Glasgow doing a preview of his routine for the Edinburgh Festival. Outstanding. Best three quid I've spend in twenty years. On the end of the world:
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