Mario Football!

As Rachel is slapping me on the back with a belt saying "Write one now, write one now" as I have introduced her to this blog, I thought I might shut her up by telling you my story of last night's efforts on "Mario strikiers charged football" which is an amazing game. Anyway if any of you read last night's post you will know that I have been struggling to claim the crystal cup from Diddy-Kong... so I attempted to rectify this by turning on my wii at 2am. Then it happened!! After losing to Mario on sudden death I thought restarting the crystal cup would be a good idea; to my horror i restarted the whole game! = So I spent my night winning the fire cup for the fourth time (yes I have made this retarded mistake a few times). Though I am pleased to say i did record a record win in my group game against Luigi (58-1) yes the 1 he scored was a little irritating. The great thing however about Mario football is that it isn't really a sport at all, i think it is the first time I have enjoyed football (possibly because of the presence of bombs and the ability to set the ball on fire or shoot giant hammers at the goalkeeper). But I think the one thing that really deserves a mention is the "Megastrike!" A shot in which the captain suddenly becoms possessed by some sort of external force and allows them to fire upto 6 shots at goal! Football as it should be I believe, if the premiership took all this into account I can honestly say I would watch a full 90 minutes of football, the poncey alternative that we get at the moment offers me about as much pleasure as slicing off my right testicle with a blunt stanley knife! Anyway Rach needs to do her make-up so this is Jamie-Man signing out, Au voir for now!

The beginning of an era!

Whilst most people who know me will know that normally I would mock such a possession as one's own blog, I feel that this summer has driven me to the absolute lowest depths of boredom....and thus this page was created. April and May seem so long ago now, when the sun shone over Swansea, (yes it does happen,) preparing us for the best summer any of us had experienced in our short 16 years of life. As the sun beat down at 1,000 degrees on the school's exam hall, we stuck through it knowing that within a few weeks we would be free for 3 glorious months of this weather. Sadly... we were mistaken. With nothing but torrential downpour across the country we have had nothing but job hunitng at starbucks and sitting on our arses doing nothing for the large part of June and July (probably fucking August too). Obviously there is but one person to blame... RIHANNA!!! Since the charts were cursed with her "Um-buh-rell-ah...eh eh eh" the nation has been in turmoil, the song which has brought about a wave of rain dances all over britain due to her 9 weeks on top of the charts (9 too many in my opinion) is the root cause for all of your shit holidays! Now that the song has finally been knocked off the top spot though, is the weather any better? Is it fuck! So i urge you readers, for the sake of every chld and teenager off school for the summer please head the neares record store or download site in your area/ web browser and buy every other single in the top 20!! PLEASE! Together we can knock this bitch off and restore the once glorious britich summertime to it's original state and let Tom cook burgers on the beach for EVERYONE! Except Rach and Becky because they're vegetarians so they, along with any other non-carnivores can hav their quorn burgers, HUH-ZAH!! Any way I'm tired now and I feel like a game ofMario Football on my wii (which I love very much ^^). The crystal cup seems to be evading me and i must claim it from Diddy-Kong if James and Jonny are ever to give me any credit! Toodle-pip for now xxx Quote of the day: "I've had about as much oppotunity to go to the beach this summer as I have to shag Lewis Hamilton up the arse whilst singing 'I'm little teapot' bollock naked in the middle of trafalgar sqaure"