Vomit Jojo? ... well here's some more to keep your head in the bowl

... WTC souvenir

... Tasteful patriotic marketing 1

... Tasteful patriotic marketing 2

... Just tasteful patriotism

... Just CRAP!

... all of which can be bought with this.

Lucky Lizard Foot keychains... OhmaLord... I have to vomit.

We learn from history that we do not learn from history!

Make a difference today...if only to my frail bank balance!

Buy a Scrag Ends Pea clock/sweatshirt/bag...whatever from The On-Line Scrag Ends Store!

Be a true patriot and denounce the looming war with a Pea Product now!

Note: All proceeds from the Scrag Ends Pea merchandising range will go the same way as the money you spent on that stupid star-spangled banner you bought through peer group pressure this time last year. i.e. Into some greedy, opportunistic bastard's pocket. The difference this time will be that the pocket is mine. You know it makes sense! Go on...wear a pea with pride!

And did those feet in ancient times,

Walk upon England's mountains green?

And did the Holy Lamb of God,

Dum dum dum dum dee dum dee dee?

There's nothing like the Last Night of the Proms to raise the spirits before a pointless war. A rousing chorus of Jerusalem! A stirring rendition of Rule Britannia! The waving of flags. The patriotic cheers! It starts as a tingle in your toes, boils up through the blood and ends up as stiffie the likes of which can cause you to faint. In fact the only way to get rid of the throbbing bulge in your denims is to run upstairs as soon as the proms are over, whip out your collection of Queen Mother Souvenier magazines and shoot your load all over the covers.

My belief in Britain and the monarchy is whole again! (Rah rah!) Especially since Prince Harry revealed this week that for his eighteenth annual P.R. event/birthday he'll be supporting all those wonderful charities of which his dearly missed mother was so damned fond. Presumably he's talking about the six wealthiest families in Britain, seeing as they're the ones who copped for her millions when she snuffed it and all her other favourite charities/sounding boards/public relations exercises didn't receive squat.

Again for good measure...And did that chimp in ancient times, squat upon English people's heads?

And did the Holy Lamb of God kill Iraqui kiddies in their beds?

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Stuff organic "food". Today I'll mostly be eating ...this ... maybe even this ... and certainly this. But certainly NOT this no matter how attractively organic it might appear.

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Our local supermarket (although supermarket is perhaps the wrong description for what amounts to three spotty adolescants who are anything but super and who hang around the cheese counter all day yacking about who they're currently shagging...where was I? Oh yeah...the local supermarket...) has started to sell a range of organic products. Apparently all the food is grown without the use of chemical agents and pesticides, has no added flavours, is delivered in brown paper bags and costs three times as much as the normal stuff.

Now, I ask you, what's the point in that?

If I wanted to eat food that was covered in horse shit, full of weevil turds and snail spunk, was small, rotten and inedible and required an increase in my mortgage to buy, I'd move to France. As far as I'm concerned the hard working scientists of Britain spent decades working out which chemicals were best to get rid of nasty grubs and horrible diseases, and now, suddenly, I'm supposed to just dip into the pig trough and start eating untreated mank! Bollocks to that! Next they'll be telling us MacDonald burgers contain real meat.