Well, there we have it, le frogs say NON. Typical, just when things get a little rough in there the garlic munching ponces run away, how very familiar.
And, this is my favourite bit, they say they want a European Community, just not this one. So which fucking one do they want then?
Oh, we'll just create a whole new one especially for the beret wearing, Sacha Distel appreciating twats. Good god.
Through them out, seal up the Channel Tunnel and ban their shitty language from the world.

I mean, who the fuck do they think they are? A fourth rate country with a shite economy, 10% unemployment and the National Front as an opposition party... even their footballers go to England for a decent game. And don't get me started on their food. And their smelly women don't shave under their arms. And they eat snails.

I was reading mentallaundry's blog this morning. I'm a bit concerned that she seemed shocked that her male compadres are reading her blog. She really is out of control, what ever happened to withdrawing sexual favours and generally sulking until they apologise? Modern women, no backbone. Too much Cosmo reading and career building, not enough dishwashing and hanging round in inappropriate lingerie.

And, enemabagjones, loitering under the anonymous-steve label these days, really must stop populating his blog with all those silly pictures of him and his gay mates in gaudy clothes on their pathetic little bikes, it's just not on. I liked it better when he spent his weekends shooting guns and drinking beer.

And that large horse-botherer lesbian woman is back again, she's got an arse like two elephants crammed into lycra trousers, it's not good, nearly put me off my peanut butter and banana sarnie. Sheesh.