London

Another road trip today and Hawko & I ended up in London this time. On the way there we spoke about a number of things, notably:

a. Obviously all WWF wrestlers are gay. I wonder if they have to wear "Hardon Restrictors" (I don't know if there is such a thing but it will have to be either a hard perspex or thin metal underpant liner) when they're wrestling with each other and getting excited?
b. Hawko has a mate who thinks of dead cats to prevent premature ejaculation.
c. And we found out that Hawko wouldn't have assassinated Hitler but would have beat Jimmy Savile to death with a blunt instrument knowing what he knows now about each individual.

London's a funny old place init? I don't think I've ever met anyone from London yet it's full of folk. There is now a cable car running from Docklands to the Millennium Dome so to pass some time in the evening we went to visit the Dome via the cable car. What an absolute shit place. It's virtually a mirror image of the food hall in the Trafford Centre, full of the same old franchises housed in the cheap false enclosures pretending to be a quaint restaurant setting. And the franchise employees are the same underpaid disgruntled clones serving efficiently farmed and processed food to all us other robots. We didn't eat there, we ate at a Thai place called 'Knackers' or summat.

O aye, and on at least 3 occasions I've been told that George Lucas got his inspiration for the 'At At Walkers' from the cranes on London Docklands, that's bullshit! Mobile internet is cutting down on the amount of bullshit being told, or at least believed, and that's a good thing.

"Woman"

"Not At At Walkers"

"Hawko"

"The Millennium Bollocks"