Author Archives: Sy

I have been eating left over turkey with the venom of a possessed elf on a trampoline whose sole aim is to be the bounciest elf in elfland. Now, when I take a leak, all I can smell is roast turkey. That just cant be a good thing. I have been known to drink aContinue reading “Dont bother to read the entire book…the Christmas Turkey done it.”

“Great. Someone has written another blog about what they did at Christmas.” Yeah I know, but maybe this one is different to the others? Or…well, you are here so why not read it. It might amuse you. It might even just keep you from googling your own name in boredom or something? (as a sideContinue reading “The sweaty panda told me to do it…”

It is quite surreal when you hear the words “Before we fly…there is one thing we need to do.” and then your wife reaches for the bumper pack of pregnancy kits she bought off of eBay a while ago. When I say bumper pack, I mean there was about 50 of the things. Tiny littleContinue reading “Have stick…will pee on it”

Hello and welcome to nothingness. The oblivion that is my head and the contents (although weak) of it. Been meaning to get one of these things set up for a while, so here we go. I am me. You can call me Sy. What is it short for? It isn’t rocket science! As I wouldContinue reading “In the beginning….there was theft.”