You're The One That I Want
Mood:  chillin'
Now Playing: Ken Dodd's Tax Evasion game
Well, it's always tough getting out of bed in the morning, even tougher when it's a Saturday and you have to go and listen to Rabbi Goldberg's inane ramblings as he reads more from the works of Toyah Wilcox. Now Goldberg's not really that bad a bloke, he'll stand his round in Starbucks for instance, but the geezer's never seen any action, he never had the right stuff to become a Special Forces Rabbi, and I'm think he's jealous of those of us who made into elite sections of the Army. I'm think that explains his endorsement of a rival candidate in the council election.
Had a good long chat with Benny this morning, and he has got some outfits he wants me to try. Apparently they will definitely make me stand out from the crowd. He calls them a retro Germanic style of clothing, and has offered to post pictures on the website once I'm've done some posing in them so everyone can see what a strong leader I'm'd make.
I'm not sure yet how I'm'm going to spend the rest of my day. I'm might perch up on the roof opposite the local Mosque and hone my sniping skills by taking imaginary head shots at anyone entering the place. I'm might even go shopping, but I can't do that until Tesco's reduce the prices on the stuff they want to get rid of. My strongest urge though is for some KFC and I'm think that'll win in the end. They're always going on about the secret blend of herbs and spices, and I'm think it's time I'm started to investigate that.

Shalom