To the BATMOBILE |
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Six thirty a.m. in heathrow airport london 9th december. a tall handsome fellow steps out of his private jet into the adulation of a 8,000 strong crowd as their chant his name. "butlerman! butlerman!" with professional sexy strides, and a few waves to the crowd send the 90% crowed-majority of the women swooning. carrying a fashionable cane and in an armani suit, he walks out of the airport- AND OUTTA HIS DREAM. damn. TOMORROW THIS TIME I WILL BE IN THE AIRPORT. WOOHOOOHOOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHO. WILL YA MISS ME. WILL YA MISS ME? but until then. damn. and why is my TAGBOARD NOT BLIMMIN WORKING. i shall not update this junk in england. due to the fact i have no com/tv/anything vaguely resembling an electronic equipment in my spartan 3 room flat in a cosy lil town on an island (same size of singapore with 1/6 the population) south of southampton (i hate repeating that. it sounds GHEYASS strange).... and 1 hour on the internet cafe they have there is 5 pounds. thats FIFTEEN SING DOLLAR. and what does butlerman do in his rented car while in a 5 hour drive from airport? +1 hr ferry ride? PLAY HIS FRIGGIN GAMEBOY. COLOUR. not some newfangled gameboy colour advanced ultimo power. thats old skool for you - and guess what game it is.... -dumdumdum- POKEMON RED AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII. IMA HYPOCRITE. all that i have stood for in the last 3 years has gone to waste. the walls are crumbling, my life has no meaning! -what i have revealed today. shall not be talked about under any circumstance. unless you know how to get pikachu. (shudder) "why dont you bring a book"? well. only book in my house i havent re-read over and over again due to fact i just got it is hardcover and quite large. and last time i tried to bring that sorta book there/back, my father just looked at me, swore and scolded me for bringing "half the house" with me. i never lived in a library... (hahahahahah joke joke gettit? book * 2 = library -> sue me). whereas he tugs along his binoculars+camera+bigboots+funkyorangejacket+fadedshipjeans for SHIPSPOTTING. HE'S DOING HIS WORK ON HOLIDAY???? (yes hes in the shipping business). while in england. im gonna run everyday. or rather 3 or 4 times a week to keep fit for rugby. yes. even though its 5 degrees celsius disregarding the wind. STOP LAUGHING. i will do it. sometimes. or i can just stick to pushups/situps. and belly dancing to keep my figuuuureee.. (yes.. its a joke you gay bastard) and now i shall leave you to your misery. no more butlerman for you. not unless its cheaper than 5 pounds/$15. or you pay me to blog overseas as your overseas correspondent for bbc/butlerman blog channel. i leave you now, or rather tmr 12pm (sms me to say goodbye, and i might get you a prezzie!) I LEAVE YOU. TO ENGLAND. (listening to the aptly titled and sung LOTR:ROTK song - Into the West, go dl if you want to see what i mean) TO THE BATMOBILE |
The Writer
highly confidential Martin Butler, or affectionally known to others as "Butler", "Butlerman", or just "Butt". -Most eligible bachelor of 2004-every year henceforth - step aside Mr.Clooney -Doesn't particularly enjoy much anymore having been desensitized as part of a cruel torturous regime a.k.a IB... -Dislikes everything he doesn't like... Nov 8th - Remember the date! MSN - butlerwantsu@hotmail.com (Add with caution) Archives
November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 April 2007 September 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 October 2008 December 2008 January 2009 March 2009 May 2009 October 2009 November 2009 Links
Under permanent state of reconstruction - you may start by asking me to link you If I have forgotten anybody (or maybe I just don't know enough people...), let me know Blogger Yahoo! MSN Photobucket the Garage cum Batforum
a tense atmosphere of hot air, greasy stains and the endless grumbles of the engine - and that's only me |
Designed by mela | Image from stock.xchng
|