So one of those little evil!!! flies made it into my monitor last night. This has happened to me before at work and the little fellas have died, however they snuffed it right in the corners of the screen so it does not really offend. This little shit decided to make manoeuvres onto the middle of my monitor at home! Needless to say i would not stand for it, the thought of having to look at a black spot on my screen every day would of driven me mad. Below is most of the terrible affair of coaxing the bastard out of my life! heh. In the end I went back to the music technique and blasted Devildriver at ‘full’ volume which managed to shift it.
In my recent browsing of bell of lost souls i’v noticed a rather odd advert popping up for the new Dawn of war Warhammer 40k game.
BOLS is a great resource for gamers but they do love their ad space, fair play to them if they wanna make some extra cash out of their blog, anyone who buys gamesworkshops plastic crack knows a real crack habbit’d probably be cheaper.
Anyhoo here is the ad in question (they are random bols does not pick them). It is of a attractive enough alternative girl morphing into a geeky message and then onto the real ad for the game. I love how companies use a pretty face and a pair of tits to woe in hapless gamers time and time again online, the sad thing is it must work as they wouldn’t do it.
Here is the ad and under it is who they actually think they are targeting:
Whoa been ages since I posted a blog post, I am rubbish!
Here have a Poem I wrote while watching Pirates of the Caribbean on tele and realising i’v seen it a million times already. Its rubbish, it does not rhyme, I am not a poet just a nob.
keira, keira, keira knightley
facially you shine so brightly
smile or froun you look so awesome
almost as fit as Natalie Portman
wern’t you her double in star wars?
yea, imdb said the job was yours
she spoke like you and wore makup
but enough of that film it fkin sucked
later on you became mainsteam
as Elizabeth Swan the pirate queen
we loved you for it, you english rose
from your perfect feet to your perfect nose
well not quite perfect in everyway
call me a bastard but i have to say
talents, prettyness and a bag of wit
but oh my days luv, what about tits?
so my dad comes up to me just now in an actual fit of hysterics, I don’t think i’v seen him cracking up so much in a long long time. When asked what was up with him he produced an amusing carrot he had just found in the kitchen.
I present you with said carrot for your viewing pleasure heh
keira, keira, keira knightley