tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-343299612009-07-08T17:01:41.078+01:00<p> Paving the road to hell, one good intention at a time. <p>1 i zhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13558407530891673133noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158778953735361392006-09-20T19:59:00.000+01:002006-09-20T20:04:06.553+01:00

Just because I work in safety and have had to make sure we don't kill anyone at a certain festival, people think I have a risk assessment for everything I do and avoid anything that could cause pain to anyone.However, as some vicar's know, that can't be further from the truth. I can't see the point in enjoying myself if someone does not get hurt, and if I can't find anyone to abuse, I abuse

timebandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09439556852746522180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158671012262837102006-09-19T13:49:00.000+01:002006-09-19T14:06:13.820+01:00

A message received (though other avenues) from a viewer informs me that the settings meant that only blog team members could leave comments.The correspondent (let's call him 'Concerned of Norfolk'), suggests this might be so that it restricted things to only "misunderstood people commenting on other misunderstood people."He went on to write that: "I didn't fully agee with one of the entries - but

1 i zhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13558407530891673133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158664390854564112006-09-19T12:01:00.000+01:002006-09-19T12:13:10.863+01:00

Oooh well, this is a bit new for me, being infallible an' all and not known for admitting failure and weakness (laughs bitterly with a manic glint in her eye). Offered the chance of a twelve-step confessional, who could refuse?OK, so my one is job angst, and I'm misunderstood because people think, genuinely, that I'm clever, good at what I do and generally worth my salary. I know that

Emmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08980063218290899518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158530055985835342006-09-17T22:41:00.000+01:002006-09-17T22:54:15.993+01:00

Not that understand exactly what exactly being T-total means, ie where the expression comes from: I think my dad explained it once, was it to do with the Temperance Society???Anyway, I know it means not drinking. Abstaining from alcohol. And that's me. For nigh on 50 years. Until I went to a certain festival..and got involved in late night drinking...really, all I wanted was a cup of tea, I was

sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14809153759997947879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158504543459894672006-09-17T15:23:00.000+01:002006-09-17T17:42:03.633+01:00

If you find the following cartoon amusing:Then the chances are you probably need to join this blog team and do some explaining...Send your submissions to: reasonswhy [[at]] btinternet [[dot]] com and if we like the cut of your jib, we'll add you to the crew.

1 i zhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13558407530891673133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158471046857155682006-09-17T06:25:00.000+01:002006-09-17T06:30:46.866+01:00

i agree with the post below from lizmy wife explains it patiently to people people it has to be said, with a slightly hurt look on their face'you have to understand' she will try to explain 'it's a good thing that he just appeared to be rude to you, while getting a laugh at your expense, if he doesn't talk to you or acknowledge you then you haven't even appeared on his radar'or the slightly less

stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241458622872958816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158324558805242372006-09-16T13:48:00.000+01:002006-09-16T00:53:59.180+01:00

Ok this one is very simple.If I don’t like you, I probably won’t take the piss.I’ll probably just be polite.So…do you see…me taking the piss out of you is a good thing; chances are it means I like you.I know you’d probably prefer kind words and roses, but hey we don’t always get what we want.

1 i zhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13558407530891673133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158346052253531762006-09-15T19:41:00.000+01:002006-09-15T19:47:32.263+01:00

I've come to realise that there is a little mischievous inner-self in everybody. For the large majority of people this inner voice stays hidden, or whispers only very faintly, when no-one else is within earshot. Its the same voice that laughs when someone else gets hit in the bollocks, or walks into a lamp post whilst talking on the phone. For most people this is a reactionary voice. You laugh _

Shaunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13086496786734288975noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158327775098215392006-09-15T14:42:00.000+01:002006-09-15T14:45:04.150+01:00

In my defence I didn’t mean for it to happen, it wasn’t like we set out to do it even, it was a...... well lets call it a miscalculation. I’ll start at the beginning we were at that well know Christian festival; you know the one, where many people are misunderstood at different times. Any way back to the story, it was getting late and we were tired so myself, L and N went for a break and to

stuarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18372135344511212223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158324227728912932006-09-15T13:42:00.000+01:002006-09-15T13:43:47.730+01:00

If you take someone who has a reputation for speaking their mind, put them on a stage, put a mic in their hand and specifically ask them what they thought the flaws were in a production...well you really only have yourselves to blame when they say it how they see it.I’ll admit that it wasn’t ideal that the party I slagged off was, as it turned out, in the audience, but you know…I wasn’t being

1 i zhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13558407530891673133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158324108904621702006-09-14T13:40:00.000+01:002006-09-15T13:48:24.376+01:00

I need to explain something. Sometimes when I make a sarcastic retort, it’s simply because it’s the route that the comedy plough takes us. It might be the perfect set-up you’ve just provided me, or a play on words that’s begging to be used, whatever…sometimes it really isn’t about y.o.u.You know how when someone responds to a question with “I’m easy”, the other party goes “so I’ve heard”? It’s

1 i zhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13558407530891673133noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158161369016417262006-09-13T16:13:00.000+01:002006-09-13T16:31:07.760+01:00

i was recently with a group of christians in a bar at a well known christian festivalas i sat down i picked up a pile of cd's that were on the table in front of me and flicked through them ... the last one was a cd of The Alpha Course (for those who have no idea what i am talking about think cheesy course to introduce people to the bible and the christian way of life which makes huge amounts of

stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241458622872958816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158160010859100152006-09-13T15:56:00.000+01:002006-09-13T16:11:54.243+01:00

a couple of years ago i was on a stage hosting a debate on sex ... this was in a cathedral where hundreds of young people had been locked in all night with bands playing and debates happening etcnow the group i do this kind of thing with are quite fiesty ... we do tend not to care what people think of us ... if you don't care then they can't get to youin the introduction i used the following

stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241458622872958816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158148598229234422006-09-13T12:43:00.000+01:002006-09-13T12:56:38.243+01:00

I know what you're thinking with a title like that - how can stealing a wallet be well intentioned? If you'll keep an open mind I'll try and explain.It started many years ago, when a certain person of my acquaintance kept leaving his wallet lying around in public spaces. And this was no ordinary wallet my friend, this was a wallet that was habitually stuffed full of cash and cards.Being a kind

1 i zhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13558407530891673133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329961.post-1158151292540559612006-09-13T12:12:00.000+01:002006-09-13T13:41:32.556+01:00

Why does everyone love those people who are naturally nice?The ones that never have a bad thought come to mind and therefore are only ever lovely about everyone and everything.Whereas, I get called a bad person because I’m prone to making sarcastic comments about stuff.But the thing people don’t take account of, is that for every bitchy comment that does escape my lips, I’ve bitten back

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