New Weebl and Bob story here. And OhMyGod, it's wrong wrong WRONG! Yarr.
And at the risk of sounding like a conventional blog and divulging tedious secrets of "my so-called life" and frankly boring you to tears, I've been world famous in Weymouth and Portland this weekend, thanks to my Portland Helicopter Campaign Website appearing in the Dorest Echo. It's safe to look now, it's gone from their website... and no, I'm NOT going to post the pics on here. I look like a fat Russell Crowe (more "Glad He Ate It" than "Gladiator") and Mrs Scary complained that I didn't tidy up before the photographer came to visit.
Despite swanning up and down the Town Centre all weekend, not a single person recognised me as "that top sexy devil from page six of the Echo". Or perhaps they were too overwhelmed by my sexual charisma and chiselled good looks. That superstar beat combo Chas'n'Dave were in town Saturday, so the choice couldn't have been hard. Bastards.
Abnormal service will be resumed soonest, with a pithy tale of mirth, joy and pornography. Just as soon as I've written it.