Big Weekend!
Well, it's been a big ol' lollapalooza of a weekend, from the Royal Air Force Club, to Popstarz, to a slutty flight attendant's apartment, to Covent Garden. Each of these deserves its own lengthy treatment, but I'm too tired. Let it suffice to say that it's certainly the best weekend I've had since arriving in this Isle. I shall for now present just one image: it is midnight, and the Piccadilly line is jam-packed with drunks leaving the bars. The train operator, who speaks in a very clear, very calm, very proper English accent, is trying to keep things running:
"Please let passengers exit the train before attempting to board. Please wait until everyone who wants to exit has left the train. Again, please wait to board the train until everyone has exited. Everything will go a lot quicker if you allow people to exit the train first. For everyone's sake, please wait to board the train." And then, apparently looking at some security camera or something, continues in the exact same cool monotone: "Or you could of course do exactly the opposite of what I'm saying. It will take longer, but it is your life, not mine."
I cannot convey in print how awesome this was.
PS: Also awesome is the fact that the winner of Celebrity Big Brother was tonight revealed to be Bez, the mildly psychotic self-confessed stoner who used to be the dancing guy in the Happy Mondays. He beat out the pretty people, the clowns, and the cute young rapper with a single on the current charts. When asked what he would do with the money, he said in his occasionally unintelligible Mancusian accent, "pimp out me ride." The fact the 54% of the British people voted for this man reflects well on the country. Things are looking up!
"Please let passengers exit the train before attempting to board. Please wait until everyone who wants to exit has left the train. Again, please wait to board the train until everyone has exited. Everything will go a lot quicker if you allow people to exit the train first. For everyone's sake, please wait to board the train." And then, apparently looking at some security camera or something, continues in the exact same cool monotone: "Or you could of course do exactly the opposite of what I'm saying. It will take longer, but it is your life, not mine."
I cannot convey in print how awesome this was.
PS: Also awesome is the fact that the winner of Celebrity Big Brother was tonight revealed to be Bez, the mildly psychotic self-confessed stoner who used to be the dancing guy in the Happy Mondays. He beat out the pretty people, the clowns, and the cute young rapper with a single on the current charts. When asked what he would do with the money, he said in his occasionally unintelligible Mancusian accent, "pimp out me ride." The fact the 54% of the British people voted for this man reflects well on the country. Things are looking up!
posted by Grrg at 1:22 AM
3 Comments:
I think Bez was the dealer for the Mondays. He couldn't really dance, right. He just pranced around.
He had very distinctive style of spastic prancing, yes, which was was occasionally on display in the show. But he was always on stage with the Mondays. Also, his accent is not technically Mancusian, which, as we mentioned in a previous post, is a crucially important designation.
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Thank you for the celebrity big brother update! oh how i miss big brother over there... so much better than the crap they call big brother over here. and yea to bez! and Dermit. I have such a tv crush on him....
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