Breaking Financial News: Yet Another Bank Collapses.
Written by Johnny   
Tuesday, 02 December 2008 00:00
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Following a gathering of bruised clouds in the global money markets; a deluge of gloom in the UK media; and a fairly tenacious bout of general precipitation, you'll doubtless be alarmed to hear that yet another bank has collapsed. This is clearly devastating, as you can see from the horrific on-the-spot picture below.

 
If you can keep your head, when all around you are getting a little cock-eyed...
Written by Johnny   
Saturday, 29 November 2008 00:00
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When the streets you once thought paved with gold,
Turn out bedecked with yellowing mould,
When the glimmer of light on horizon seen,
Is the dying ember from where your house had once been,
When the paddle you’d clung to in life’s turbulent creek,
Spears your Kayak and springs a leak,
When the straw you had clutched with such fervent belief,
Fails to supply the necessary relief,
When the grass so lush in your neighbour’s garden,
Now appears to parch and harden,
When the silver lining in cloud on high,
Rains down slivers that slice your eye,
When all you wish to do is blub,
Well, that’s the time to hit the pub.

And I’ll be there, friend, just for you.
But my wallet won’t, so the drinks are on you.

 
Stimulating the UK economy.
Written by Johnny   
Thursday, 27 November 2008 00:00
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According to The Great British Press, the country is currently 'in a bit of a pickle'. I know this for a fact because I’ve been reading incisive journalistic rhetoric to this effect for the last seven-bastard-years. The media have finally got their way and their gloomy predictions have come to fruition. It seems those Fleet Street Hacks really did do their homework after all.

 
A glass and a half.
Written by Johnny   
Tuesday, 25 November 2008 00:00
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Optimism is a svelte blue flame that if kept alight, can ignite wonderful things. Unfortunately, the same flame can be snuffed out with the merest exhalation of exasperation or disbelief. It’s a delicate thing, to be nurtured and preserved – especially at the bleak onset of gloom.

 
Shutting Down.
Written by Johnny   
Monday, 10 November 2008 00:00
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I vividly recall feeling privileged to be in the presence of such a respected surgeon. His chin dipped as he looked over the top of his tortoise-shell spectacles and fixed me with a reassuring smile, “Shall we begin?” I solemnly nodded, suddenly growing apprehensive. The operation was the most complex procedure known to medicine, and step-by-step, he was about to show me how to do it.

 
Isn't it great when a brunette gives you head?
Written by Johnny   
Monday, 03 November 2008 00:00
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I find that it's even better when you're not expecting it...

 
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