That Festive Festering Feeling

One would suppose that as we inch ever closer to YET another Christmas, I would soften, feel less the urge to destroy and complain.

But I do not:

Why should mine and your Yule time be ruined by the wanton words on screen of the buffoon Stairmaster and the False Messiah Zpiral?


No decent answer???

There isn't one, make one present to yourself this December stay away from Tumbleweed Memories, and if you make that mistake and find yourself there during this holly jolly time of year, make it your New Year's Resolution to do that thing.

Me?

I'll be here biding my time.

Some Days You Curve

A blog exists of thoughts Thoughts that you'd think took time But the only time taken Was with silly words that rhyme Tumbleweed Memories: It's time you're not getting back!

A Dish Of Cold Hatred

You know, I'm tiring of people mocking me. exhausted of answering people's complaints as to why I, Chainz have not disposed of Tumbleweed Memories yet. Well, two things: Firstly if you have spent any time over at that ridiculous sweaty corner of the web lately you will realise that those foolhardy chaps are doing and absolutely bang up job of self implodong. If this fails then maybe you, yes YOU should do that thing you want done, the world has spoken, the blog must go, but it's not down to me alone! I can do what I can, and soon I will, I will tell the tales of Daniel Stairmaster and the faked moon landings of 1996 and why the Zpiral can't buy socks.