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12月11日

 
 

 
 
12月10日

Derek v Doc Droo - Episode 6


Derek seeks help from one whose powers are legend. Some call her 'Seer', some call her 'Oracle', others  -[me] - call her Mystic Meg-a-loo...







Meanwhile back at Castle Droo the Dark Drones are still putting ANUS through its paces...

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

Oh dear. The Dark Drones seem to have caused a nuclear holocaust. Oh well, these things happen [in this space only kiddies]. What will Doc make of it all? Will Derek be left impotent before the almighty power of lordbigpant's mighty erection. Who knows? Who cares? Until next time....

 
11月29日

Derek v Doc Droo - Episode 5

 
 
The Doc is still trying his mind tricks on Derek...

 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
Meanwhile, back at Castle Droo the Dark Drones are up to no good...
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 ...<ahem> enough of this lecturing. Back to the story...

 
 
 
 

 
  
  
 
 
 
 
 

 
  
 
 
 
You just know it's all going to end in tears. Who is Derek's ally? Will MummyLesley push the buttons? Can Hollywood take another arsehole actor? Until next time...

 
 
11月25日

 
You know when you have Avian Flu when...
 
You have streaming eyes
Your nose is blocked
You have an irritated throat
You have a thumping headache
You have an uncontrollable desire to do a jobby on a car windscreen  
 
11月22日

 

Derek'sWTF -

 

 

5 Things I love about Xmas... If I were Scrooge: 

1. I can go around and say, 'Bah humbug!' to anyone who gets festive on me.

2. I can buy that really large turkey the workhouse was going to feed to the urchins and eat it myself. Anyway, the little beggars should be cleaning out my chimney and not putting up stockings for a Xmas apple and a bit of string. Bah humbug!

3. I love it when the Xmas choral singers come round to my door and sing their little hearts out. I let them go through their whole repetoire and demand an encore before I close the door on their faces. What do you mean I'm supposed to give them money for the poor? Bah humbug!

4. I love not having to pay the staff because it's a holiday.

5. I love the look on Tiny Tim's face when I kick away his crutch. And a 'bah humbug' to you all. 

 

5 People I'd love to get under the mistletoe... If I were me [which I'm not]:

1. Lesley

2. Tracey

3. Linda

4. Miranda

5. Fee

[sorry Doc and Gee, handshakes only for you guys] 

 

5 Presents I want to receive... If I were Austin Powers, International Man of Mystery:

1. A trolley for pushing my enormous Mojo about - yeah baby!

2. A shagadelic vixen to push my Mojo about - all that humpping does get tiring after all.

3. Bullet proof Y-Fronts - the family jewels need protecting.

4. A fridge for keeping my Judo Chops in.

5. An Astin Martin like that poofter James Bond - only bigger, with room for loads of birds and lots of fancier gadgets [get it up ye Bond].

 

5 Presents I don't want to receive...If I were Atilla the Hun:  

1. Peace on Earth

2. Goodwill to all men

3. Yet another head of my enemies [I get that every Xmas]

4. A bar of soap

5. A plea for mercy....refusal often offends

 

5 Things I'll be doing Xmas Day...If I were the Marquis de Sade:

1. Something illegal

2. Something immoral

3. Something fattening

4. Something involving whips

5. Seeing my mum

 

I won't wish anyone Merry Xmas yet - it's far too early! [bah humbug]

 

And you can all thank Lesley for tagging me with this list

11月20日

Derek v Doc Droo - Episode 4

 

Doc Droo sets off to meet Derek. But first he must leave instructions with his Dark Drones [oooh, ther're such naughty children sometimes].


 

 
 




What does this mean now that two collosail, colasol, big, names in MSN Spaces have become enemies. The conflict of Evil v Good is on a par with the hordes of Hell fighting the legions of Heaven or when Ross Kemp got a slapping from his wee missus. Will we survive? Do we care? And anyway, Lesley always has her reality TV to turn to [god, she must need a man desperately!] Until next time...

 
11月14日

 
Years of dedication, sacrifice and learning brought together to unlock the mind's power to nullify physical pain and achieve a tantric state through yoga...
 

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or the ancient Scottish equivalent...

 

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aaaahhhh the power of Bucky!

 

 

11月9日

 
Few people realise that Andy aka Dr Druid and I used to attend school together. More than that, we were in the same class. But the similarity in circumstances ends there. 
 
Mine is a sad story. Dr Droo was always exceptional - Head Milk Monitor; Captain of the school knitting circle; voted by his peers as the person most likely to find a cure for dandruff. And to cap it all, desired by the 'it' girls at school. I was always the guy in the back corner in class. Considered a loner, a bit 'wiffy' at times [personal hygiene in my teens was a delicate matter] and, finally, my mature appearance for a thirteen-year-old. These things all conspired against me and made me the shy, retiring sort that I am.
 
Of course, Andy went on to get his Doctorate in Fringe Religions from the University of Moonhowlers. His thesis on 'Mormons: six wives are never enough' went on to be a classic study of Man, God and their relevance to the Osmonds. Whereas I had to settle for a normal life of fighting for justice in the Scottish way. Which usually involved 'nutting' a lot of wrong doers.
 
But I'm not bitter. No sir! [Well maybe a little bit].
 
You see, I once saved the janitor's dog from falling into a vat of industrial strength chemicals but came a cropper myself. The experience left me scarred for life. Wherever I went, I walked backward to save unsuspecting members of the public from the horror of my face. It worked well for a time. People got used to talking to the back of my head. They thought I had a facial hair problem and I was content to let them believe it. More fool me!
 
Dr Druid has exposed me and the public to the awful truth. I have nowhere to turn now. My only option is to find a big rock and crawl under it. See the real me at his space:
 
 
Then compare it to our school photo.
 
 
 
 
 
That's him with the ring of confidence. That's me at the back, awkward and in need of a shave.

 
11月7日

Derek v Doc Droo - Episode 3

 

Before attending his meeting with Derek, Doc shows off his secret weapon to the assembled Dark Drones...





A strange contraption indeed! What do the other buttons on the control box do?  What possible use can the Doc have for ANUS? We must wait until next time...


 

11月3日

 
I dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross the road and not have their motives questioned.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Of course, if you really must know the answer these guys have their own ideas...
 
ERNEST HEMINGWAY
To die. In the rain.

GRANDPA
In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us 
that the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough for us.

ARISTOTLE
It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

KARL MARX
It was a historical inevitability.

SADDAM HUSSEIN
This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.

RONALD REAGAN
What chicken?

CAPTAIN JAMES T. KIRK
To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.

FOX MULDER
You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross before you believe it?

FREUD
The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.


Derek v Doc Droo - Episode 2

 
Doc Druid has been invited for a meeting by Derek, his biggest fan, but before he goes he must inspect his Dark Drones... 

 
 



 

The Dark Drones are a shabby lot. But who - or what - is Doc Droo's secret weapon? What are his intentions? And will he ever get out of the lab for his meeting. Tune in next time...
 

10月28日

Englishman, Scotsman and Irishman are caught by simple natives. They are sentenced to death for trespassing on sacred land and are placed against the village wall in preparation of being shot.

The Englishman says to the others, 'These natives are a bit simple. I'm going to create a distraction and make good my escape'. So the Englishman shouts, 'Earthquake!!' and while the natives are running around in fear and confusion, the Englishman escapes.

The Scotsman and Irishman see this and now know how to escape too. But they realise that the natives are not stupid and will not be fooled by the same distraction.

As they are lined up to be shot, the Scotsman shouts, 'Hurricane!!' and while the natives are running around in fear and confusion, the Scotsman escapes.

The Irshman is alone now and waiting for death. As the natives line up to shoot him, he decides that this will be his last chance of escape. So like the others he thinks of a natural disaster that will frighten the natives. It comes to him just as the natives have him in their sights. The Irishman shouts, 'Fire!!'

 



10月20日

 
Things you won't hear at an Old Firm Derby match...
 
 
I say referee, do you think that is a fair decision?
 
Linesman, the ball was clearly in, you must be myopic
 
Come, come my black-shirted gentleman, your judgement calls into question the legality of your parentage
 
I say, aren't the other team giving our boys a run for their money
 
We lost 3 - 0 but the play was commendable, our team will have to reassess its tactics
 
'I love you Flanders'. 'And I love you right back Homer'...er, how'd that get there
 
Isn't it nice to see both groups of supporters engaged in congregational singing
 
It's always uplifting to see players exchanging handshakes after such fierce tackling. Especially since our man appears to have a fractured jaw.
 
 
Zounds!  Gazooks!  Oh dear!  Infamy! Ye Gods! Calamity! 
 
Let's invite some of the opposing fans to tea and scones 
 
A fine day's entertainment with savoury commistibles, beef extract refreshments and open air music delivered in hi-fidelity sound at half-time. And for only £80 too. Well worth the 6 hour travel time. If we had won things would be all the better
 
10月17日

 
Before going on holiday...you don't want to find out:
 
1. the holiday company has gone bust
2. the credit card company are 'iffy' about refunding you
3. you've only got a couple of weeks to find another holiday or the alternative is a break involving decorating
 
Still...
 
Any holiday away is better than decorating...hello Greece! 
 

 

 

While at the airport...you don't want to hear over the PA system:
 
1. the flight is delayed while the pilot sobers up 
2. the wings have fallen off the aeroplane - but they've got chewing gum to stick then back on again
3. passengers will board alphabetically [and my surname starts with 'W']
 
Still...
 
There's always Duty Free
 

 
[Tracey Island]
 
 
While en route...you don't want:
 
1. lemon chicken and rice for an in-flight meal
2. turbulance while you're drinking tea
3. to find out that there is no entertainment because it's a 'short haul' flight
 
Still...
 
You're on holiday, so WTF
 
While at the hotel...you don't want to learn
 

 
 [Norida Beach Hotel aka my accommodation]
 
 
1. that the room is fit for a spartan
2. that the satellite TV is only good if you understand German
3. that the staff seem to give preferential treatment to - Germans [don't mention the war!]
 
Still...
 
The drink and food are free [because it's all inclusive]
 
The entertainment...if only:
 
 

 
 [Animation Team - I wish!]
 
 
1. the animation team didn't have more fun than you
2. the animation team weren't so Euro-bland
3. kariaoke didn't count as entertainment
 
Still...
 
The food [burp] and drink [hic] are free
 
The beach...if only
 
 

 
 [er....Germans]
 
1. the Germans hadn't got there first
2. the beach wasn't shingle and felt like walking on broken glass
3. the sea wasn't so cold
 
Still...
 
There's the sun, there's the sea and there's the sound of Fleetwood Mac wafting from the nearby beach hut
 
 
 
 

 
 [Help! the Moon's on fire! Oh - so that's what the Sun looks like]
 
 
Flying home...you don't want to hear:
 
1. "Is there a doctor on the plane?" then
2. "Can anyone fly a plane?" but
3. "There's only enough parachutes for people up to 'V' on the passenger list" 
 
Still I've had my holiday - so WTF
 
It's good to be back!
 
10月8日

 

 
 
 
Doctor: Ah! Cletus, sit down sit down. You're parole is up for examination, you know that?
 
Cletus: Yas doc
 
Doctor: Before the board decides they can safely release you into the public realm I have to interview you to determine that you are now sane and no longer a danger to people.
 
Cletus: Yas doc
 
Doctor: Can you demonstrate to me something that shows you are capable of functioning normally and that you can come to rational conclusions?
 
Cletus: Yas doc
 
CLETUS PRODUCES A SPIDER FROM A MATCHBOX
 
Doctor: What's this?
 
Cletus: Watch doc
 
Cletus: Jump spidey
 
SPIDER JUMPS AND DOES A TRIPLE SOMERSAULT
 
Cletus: Move left spidey
 
SPIDER MOVES LEFT 
 
Cletus: Move right spidey
 
SPIDER MOVES RIGHT
 
Doctor: That's amazing Cletus. It must have taken a lot of time, effort and determination to train a spider to do that. That shows you can be focused and can apply objectives to results. Well done!
 
Cletus: That's not all doc
 
CLETUS PULLS ALL THE SPIDER'S LEGS OFF - TO THE BEMUSEMENT OF THE DOCTOR
 
Cletus: Jump spidey
 
SPIDER DOES NOT MOVE
 
Cletus: Move left spidey
 
SPIDER DOES NOT MOVE
 
Cletus: Move right spidey
 
SPIDER DOES NOT MOVE
 
Cletus: [in jubilation] See doc!
 
Doctor: What rational conclusion have you come to about this Cletus?
 
Cletus: When you pull all the spider's legs off, it goes deaf!
 
 
 

 
 
10月6日

 

 

I wen to a lestaulant and sat at the table. There was a knife but there was no fok. I say to the waiter, "I wanna fok". He look at me funny and say, "I no give you that you dirty bugga". I say, "You no unnastand, I wanna fok on the table". He get angry and kick me outta the lestaulant. Bassad. I go to hotel and lent a loom but there is only 1 sheet on the bed. I phone leception and say, "I wanna sheet". They tell me to go to the toilet. I say, "You no unnastand, I wan 2 sheet on the bed". They kick me outta the hotel. Bassads. Why people no unnastand me?
 
 
 
Who says dialogue is the start to an understanding between people?
 

 

 
10月3日

 

Here is the history of the Ancient World as told by an 8-year-old...

 

Without the Greeks, we wouldn't have history. The Greeks invented three kinds of colums - Corinthian, Doric and Ironic. They also had myths. A myth is a female moth. One myth says that the mother of Achilles dipped him in the River Stynx until he became intolerable. Achilles appears in "The Illiad", by Homer. Homer also wrote the "Oddity", in which Penelope was the last hardship that Ulysses endured on his journey. Actually, Homer was not written by Homer but by another man of that name.

Socrates was a famous Greek teacher who went around giving people advice. They killed him. Socrates died from an overdose of wedlock.

In the Olympic Games, Greeks ran races, jumped, hurled the biscuits, and threw the java. The reward to the victor was a coral wreath. The government of Athens was democratic because the people took the law into their own hands. There were no wars in Greece, as the mountains were so high that they couldn't climb over to see what their neighbors were doing. When they fought the Parisians, the Greeks were outnumbered because the Persians had more men.

 

Muhahaha!!! *rubs hands with evil glee* I couldn't be bothered with all that thinking and planning stuff. World domination can be a bit of a chore. So! I've invented [OK, I found it elsewhere on the 'net] the Evil Plan Generator that will, er...generate evil plans. Here's mine.

 

Congratulations on being the creator of a new Evil Plan (tm)!

Your objective is simple: Soul Accumulation

Your motive is a little bit more complex: Mom never loved me

Stage One:

To begin your plan, you must first Traumatize a Chosen One. This will cause the world to sit up and take notice, stunned by your arrival. Who is this Ripe Bastard? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good in a Robotic Exoskeleton?

Stage Two:

Next, you will Sabotoge the Internet. This will cause countless hordes of Robot Warriors to flock to you, begging to do your every bidding. Your name will become synonymous with the Spice Girls, as lesser men whisper your name in terror.

Stage Three:

Finally, you will Unleash your Needlessly Big Weather Machine, bringing about Pain, suffering, the usual. This will all be done from a Underground Secret Headquarters of Doom, an excellent choice if we might say. These three deeds will herald the end, and the citizens of this planet will have no choice but to elect you their new god.

 

Check out the site here:  http://www.members.tripod.com/~mrpuzuzu/plan.html 

 

 

 

 

 

I actually used this joke in a comment on Dr Druid's space but have decided it is worthy of a wider audience. I hope the three of you enjoy it.
 

 
 
 
One day a boy goes into the tepee of his father and asks how the Cherokee names are chosen. The father looks at his son sagely and tells him of the age-old tradition passed on fron generation to generation. He tells the boy, "When your sister was born, I looked out of the tepee and the first thing I saw was a babbling brook, so I named her 'Babbling Brook'." The son listened intently as the father went on. "When your brother was born", he said, "I looked out of the tepee and the first thing I saw was a soaring eagle, so I called him 'Soaring Eagle', and so it has been from the times of our fathers and our fathers' fathers...that is why I am called 'Lone Wolf' and why your mother is called 'Nesting Sparrow'." The father looked at his son with the fierce pride of a native warrior and addressed his son. "Why do you ask Two Dogs Shagging?"