I forgot to mention yesterday another massive pet peeve of mine.
This is the appropriate way to use a quad. (There is one of me somewhere on the same quad but I can’t find it).
Well perhaps not the most appropriate way… but at least it is being used on a working farm and not for hooning up and down the street . If you are, let’s say, going out for, or delivering recreational pharmaceuticals in a residential neighbourhood, I strongly suggest using a more discreet vehicle for the purpose.
If you aint on a farm, rounding up livestock or whatever, you do not need a quad bike. And if you’re texting while on a quad then you are an utter bellend and a twat and the sooner you pile it into wall and take yourself out of the gene pool, the better.
Also can I just thank my Canadian cuz for the hair care tip about washing the weave with Fairy Liquid (other brands are available) to get rid of the chlorine build-up. Did this after work yesterday, whacked on some conditioner especially for blondes and today I have this… lovely and soft.
No filters and looking more like the goddess I feel like inside (when I’m not looking like a council estate scag on the outside) and hopefully less like any other jaded gone-to-seed heavy metal frontmen.
Right. Off to binge watch American Horror Story, Apocalypse. Where I shit you not, the mysterious organisation controlling the apparent re-population of the world after a nuclear war, is called ‘The Cooperative’. And it has the witches from the Coven in it. Awesome!
Remember kids. Witchcraft isn’t just for Halloween.
Blessed be MotherFuckers!