A few years back I had a neighbour called Nobby. He was an old pervert who liked to blast jungle music from his ghetto blaster while he banged prostitutes, and he gave me the shits. He thought he was the second coming of Elton John on the piano, was always trying to bludge homebrew off … Continue reading Have a very “NOBBY” Christmas!
I haven’t always been drunk and jobless. When I was younger and hadn’t yet worked out what I wanted to do with my life (which, as it turns out, consists of little more than getting drunk and watching pro wrestling), I worked a whole bunch of shitty retail jobs. I got fired from each and … Continue reading How I lost my job as an inflatable Santa