And your all right in some ways (an' if I knew how to do that stupid bloody multi-quote in one box thingy, I'd quote the lot of you. Slagging me fir feckin' aboot way fonts an' colours an' I canny even do a simple thing like that!)
Where were we?....
Awe aye; in some ways is wizz ma ain stupid fault for running oot a' 'lecky: an' I actually quite enjoyed sitting by candlelight for the first time since "the winter of discontent" ('79 when blackouts were frequent for one reason or the other), but the next morning getting out of bed in the cold and dark was nae fun! (Big fucking deal anyway; it's hardly the end of the world.)
But the point is, there's people far worse off than me, and by any standard I wouldn't be considered as "comfortable."
Popey what Chris was saying and getting at is exactly right, if wouldn't matter a fook if I was a multi-millionaire mass murderer, my personality/social status in no way invalidates the validity of the Socialist argument.
I can no more escape my times (historical epoch) and society than flap my arms and fly off to the moon escaping earths gravity.
johnny wrote:
Well if you will spend all your money on drugs what do yer expect?! Like, duh!
Hardy-Ha-Ha!
And I'd have to go with Snorri; my favourite biscuit was raisin Clubs for a long time!
and a Dewey Egberts really) but a pontificating excuse sounds better than saying "I'm away fir a Jay an' a coffee!"
break.
