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on siggimuses tv, there’s a (not too shy) guy of fairly normal complexion, with long fabio hair & an above average size knob, having his way with a woman who, from what siggimus can see, is blue all over

it’s a pure navy blue

& by all over, siggimus means completely & utterly
even the hair – all of the hair
& by from what siggimus can see, siggimus means that nothing is actually left to siggimuses overactive imagination

hmmm, the barman is green & now there’s a white-ish old -feller with a 15 cm nose & pointy pointy ears telling fabio off for something & trying to strangle him – but he’s saved by a chick with a big bust, black lipstick & spikes out of her forehead

*sigh!
how could anyone not love space porn?

pfffft!

reunion, originally uploaded by siggimus.

what a joyous reunion it was, when grumpy bus driver handed the precious backpack (w/ fancy as fuck camera) over to siggimus
there was mirth & merriment & even a bit of dancing for joy

waiting, originally uploaded by siggimus.

for the bus
the same bus, in fact, as siggimuses backpack (with fancy as fuck camera & excellent party pics from last night) didn’t have the good sense to get off the bus along with siggimus

waiting, originally uploaded by siggimus.

for the bus

hiking, originally uploaded by siggimus.

good, wholesome hung over fun!

bench, originally uploaded by siggimus.

ouch!
that stumble & fall in wet gravel last night seems to have made a bubu in siggimuses rib

sweet lord, originally uploaded by siggimus.

hallelujah!

ooooops, originally uploaded by siggimus.

that wasn’t supposed to end up here :/

relax time, originally uploaded by siggimus.

duties over, let the fun commence

t’day be international speak like a scurvy pirate day

arrrr!

so feed polly an’ put on yer patch an’ put yer best wooden leg fore an’ shout like band o’ pirates

Thirty years we’ve had, of unfathomably wealthy bankers and dealers being justified as part of the free market.

So they boasted: “I’ve just got my summer bonus and spent part of it on a small African nation which I burnt down for a laugh,” or went to restaurants that charged a thousand pounds for meals such as “asparagus boiled in panda’s tears” or bought cars that ran on liquified diamonds, and it was all proof we lived in a free society in which we were paid what we were worth and couldn’t rely on state handouts. Then the minute their scam falls apart, they’re straight on to the Government squealing “Can we have a free state handout please, our bank’s gone bust.” They’re like spoilt students who go back to their Dad for more money because they’ve blown a year’s allowance in one week. But this soppy government will go “You already had fifty billion quid, what have you done with that? Well alright, here’s another fifty billion we were saving for kidney machines, but this time be careful.”