Sunday, 15 June 2008

Silt on ya face, a big disgrace...

Outrageous!

Now, there are all these aminal activists telling us how we should save the planet and look after the endangered aminals before they turn on us and eat us all up in revenge for mans' wanton destruction of the aminal kingdom.

Not unlike that killer grass and wind.

So, what do they do? They only hold a bloody rock concert on the shores of Loch Ness. Rock Ness, they called it. What about the poor pleasiosaur? They she and her brood are, going about their business, swimming about guzzling fish and bothering the radar, when they get their ears all blasted by The Mystery Jets.

No thought seems to have been given to the consequenses. Born Slippy could be warbling on about larger, lager, lager when a mega mega slimy sea serpent slipd onto the shore and starts feasting on the festivalgoers!

And it won't stop there! Oh, no. I watched Loch Ness Terror - after gorging on grubby students, The Family Ness will swim over to America to terrorize the lakeside gigs over there!

I guess there'll be a bit of a punch up though, when Nessie meets Ogopogo, as the latter has probably booked tickets to see The Orb and preferred not to munch on musicians and their followers.

It's Lake monster aural abuse, I tell thee!

There should be a law against it...