Thursday, November 03, 2005

In case you were wondering...

It is unlikely that I am ever, ever going to sound like Hunter S. Thompson on this blog. Or anywhere else.

This is in response to Josh's comment, and I just wanted to clarify this for you. If you came here looking to hear about some party where I was tripping and I totally was being attacked by bats that were sponsored by a tabacco company and then I had an existential crisis? I am terribly sorry, but you are in the wrong place. Any tripping I discuss will almost always be traced back to wearing very high shoes, bats will only be mentioned because I like the stuffed ones they have in John Lewis right now, tobacco companies probably won't come up much, though I am not a fan. But I don't blame them. I blame smokers, because its called supply and demand, bitches. If you want to suck on a cancer stick, someone is going to sell it to you. And if I actually was having any proper crisis I probably wouldn't write about it on the internet. That's why you get to hear about hangovers, my annoyance at other people for making poor under-garment choices, and pie.

Embrace the pie. Go elsewhere for the self-consciously cool shit, because that just isn't my bag.


Blogger TooBlue said...

It's "tobacco," dear... at least on this side of the pond where it's all grown. And if not Thompson or Lawson, then who?

10:17 PM  
Blogger dev said...

Ah, yes. It still mostly looks right to me, but I think that might be because I always indulge in Tabasco-flavoured tobacco, hence tabacco... Eh. It still loks weird. I am just going to call it chaw.

10:57 AM  

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