A PERSONAL POST

Yesterday, I came the closest I have ever been to pooing myself. I don't want to ruin the surprise but I did get to a toilet in time. Just. In memorium, I have composed a poem:

Syrupy brown friend Poking from my bottom Please go back inside It's not safe outside And I don't want to have to clean the doorstep Maybe I shouldn't eat so much bran Porcelain champion White and now flecked with poo You are my best friend I love you toilet But I still love pooing Such is life Was it all A Dream ????

I've been on holiday! I love holidays! But I love home too!
While I was on holiday I got my mum to get me some foreign peanut butter (pénút búttúré) - I got back a few days ago but my poo poem reminded me about peanut butter!



Calvé Pindakaas - El Peanut Buttere
Phwoar! That's a spicy meatball!

One thing you may not know and will be happy to find out is that peanut butter is the same everywhere around the world! No matter where you go or who you buy from, peanut butter is still made from peanuts (and some butter)! Calvé Pindakaas was pretty good stuff! I had it on Spanish bread though, so maybe I was enjoying the bread and not the peanut butter? What if that's the same with all the peanut butter I eat? Maybe I just like bread and not peanut butter.
Ow.
That hurts my head.

Taste: Quatro/Sinco
Texture: Tres/Sinco
Cost: Tres/Sinco

Here is a record by Torche! What a great band! They are "just wow" as my mum would say! This is their first record!! Good job for getting it right first time dudes! SLAMMIN!! It is sludge with a positive message - STAY POSI!!

Bye!!