It's true I have been captured. Thanks to some half-wit nominating me for Big Blogger 2007 I am now stuck in the Big Blogger house. Some of my fellow inmates, I know, some I don't.
The full list goes something like this:-
Invader Stu, Penfold, Cat, Joseph, Tippler, Ariel, Angelalala, Clare, Katy, Bedshaped, Bob and Enidd, Anx, Neil and ME.
So the first thing I did was start to formulate an escape plan, as you do. Part one, Start a Campaign. Right-ho, the first thing I'll be needing then are banners. Can't have a campaign without banners. So, I stole Tipplers bed sheets (didn't figure he'd need them as he will be trying to shag every person with tits, as usual). I ripped them up and created three magnificent "GOTH OUT" banners. Unfortunately, when I nipped to the toilet, Tippler had seen what I had done and made some alterations.
Now, I have 3 completely fucking useless banners "GOTH LOUT", "GOTH POUT" and "GOTH SHOUT". Bastard.
What I need to do then, is sneak a call out to Geldof. A series of concerts should do the trick - get Geldof working on Goth Aid. Maybe even a twatty song to make Christmas number one. I can just see all those ex-pop stars and crappy boy bands holding hands and singing....
#Free the Goth, let him know it's freedom time, Free the Goth....#
So know all I need is a phone......
*wanders off to look for one*