Welcome to the Mutterings and Such Thing.
This is a kind of a collection of things from places all combinated into one large mass of stupidity. Althought it's mostly just twatters pulled in from Twitter.
My name is Phil. Although I am known as Peter and Fluffy. And sometimes even Arse. It depends on who you ask. I'm old (28 29!), work as a front end web developerdesignertype and do I.T. consultationishness. I aspire to be rich, famous, muscular, tall and not a total arse.
I enjoy long walks on the beach, combing my hair eastwards, jumping around in circular motions, eating chocolate through straws and complaining. Or maybe just complaining. And being sarcastic & cynical. Oh, and spreading the wrath and disgust of 28 29 years of a darkened soul, wallowing in it's own self-pity and high moral lowgrounds.
Or something.
What do you think candy is made out of? Sunshine and farts! What the hell kind of question is that?!
A-well-a everybody’s heard about the bird. B-b-b-bird bird bird, b-bird is the word.
Oh, have you not heard? It was my understanding that everyone had heard.
Well there seems to be an absence of a certain ornithological piece. A headline regarding mass awareness of a certain avian variety.