Hello there! Remember me? It’s Andrew Jenkins. The guy who posts 27% of the content on this website, thus far undermining the desired output of his long-suffering friend and partner, Anthony Brown. I realise that I haven’t exactly been delivering on my promise of daily musings to lace your mind with the refuse of my…
It’s touching to see the inner hopes and dreams of a midget washing device spelt out for all to see. I for one hope he achieves this aspiration through some freak of physics, chemistry and substance abuse hither-too unknown to man. Live the dream my lead and porcelain friend
After a dull and un-exciting first half to the world cup- ITV sport jump in with a touch of genius saying what we are all thinking. Well done Itv…now if you could just sort out coronation street with some sort of horrific accident…
It appears that once again advertising has found its rhythm. Focal trends in the delivery and packaging of this medium are often dipped in and out of, with classics like sexual enticement, success, beautification and other archetypes of our weakness and vanities are all catered for. There is a heck of a lot gender-bias involved in advertising. Women’s adverts have…
Why call it an all day breakfast when clearly it isn’t? We won’t think any less of you for advertising it as simply “breakfast”. Now however we see you for the liars you are…and we presume what you call “bacon” is not. And your sausages are mashed up wasps.
At last the world greatest collaboration- Pharmacy meets brothel. Repeat prescriptions are a must.