I had a surprisingly good time at a Eurovision party considering I generally think it’s all gash. Drinking games for the points scoring was a great idea though. You pick two countries each and every time you score, YOU DRINK! Brilliant! I was warned that all the drinking was heavily concentrated towards the end and by God it was.
Anyway, I think we can all agree that this was the best tune of the night:
Went along to a drawing thing the other weekend where they had a classical string band playing while we drew. Most people seemed to be working on proper things. I drew a robot with tits and an advert for cake.
Regardless, there was a crazy similar me look-a-like running the show. As if that wasn’t weird enough, two of his friends that came down were people I knew from another group of friends. WOOOOAAAAAAAH SMALL WORLD BRO!!
And then we went to the pub
Let this be a lesson to you all. If you have a friend visiting, make sure all your housemates get a good look at their face. Preferably, they should take photos and DNA swabs also. Maybe have the police on speed dial just in case.
It took about 4 years but I finally got my dear friend Emma to come and visit me in London over Easter weekend. It was well worth the wait as we had a wonderful time being stupid tourists and taking photos of everything. Also, Light Show at the Hayward Gallery is well worth your money. You should go do that. When we got there, a married couple with a kid had a blazing row in the foyer and the husband stormed off. That was worth the money in itself.
Oh, also, if you’re going to be hanging around outside Buckingham Palace, you probably should bring a good camera with you because people will keep asking you to stop and take their picture for them. Don’t do that. Everyone will ask you. EVERYONE!
Shameful I know but this is generally how late afternoon sugary treats tend to go for me at work. I am not a proper grown up and don’t see myself becoming one any time soon.
This comic is a homage to my favourite Ellerbisms strip. Y’all remember Ellerbisms right?
Hooray over-crowded birthday nights out!
Seriously though, had a great time for my housemate’s birthday but Slim Jim’s needs to let less people in. And probably take all the whiny depressing music off the jukebox because that was a real downer! Maybe I didn’t get to enjoy my three over-priced tunes but at least I have the satisfaction of knowing I rescued the night for however many millions of people were in there.
Seconds after this I spend ten minutes trying to find my coat because a complete stranger helpfully moved it for me…
Two extra bits for this comic because it’s Easter
1) A song that sums this moment up perfectly
2) A very old comic about James O’Brien’s face
Back in February, I attended London Super Comics Convention and Matt
made the mistake had the brilliant idea of bringing walkies talkies so me and him could communicate. As it happens, we were only separated by Mike but we decided to carry on regardless.
I tried to serenade Matt on the Sunday morning with Aerosmith’s “I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing” from hit blockbuster Armageddon but his walkie talkie wasn’t on so I didn’t. Cool story bro
Not difficult really is it? I don’t mind so much if you get the order wrong but come on, don’t flat out refuse that you might have made a mistake (which I saw him making, twice) and then get aggressive when I call you up on it. It’s just a good job I also like rum!
Anyhow, I don’t usually go out wearing a wasitcoat. This particular weekend was a night out in Brighton for my good friends Mr. and Mrs. Brand’s joint birthday. Theme was lord and ladies. I turned up as an Edwardian gentleman. I got a little bit too into the idea of using a walking cane
Caffeine shakes are the absolute worst thing. It’s impossible to do anything.
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