I don’t know what to think about Armstrong. Does one forgive and accept the contrition, or do you continue to nail this man to his own personal cross?
It’s little fun. In fact I’d rather nail my penis to a chunk of MDF then go the another brand wheel construction, but if you are interested here’s what happens:
There’s too much crap to look at when you are driving. It also distracts you when you are trying to check Facebook, texting or writing emails on your iPhone at speed.
Why it’s all wrong to read on the toilet.
If you believed every story about the demon mobile your only method of remote communication would be through a couple of coke cans and a length of string.
Why’s a funsize Mars bar fun? Pound for pound it’s overpriced and it’s not as much fun as gorging yourself on a normal sized Mars bar. It’s a small Mars bar, no more, no less.
This advertising slogan surely is an answer to the wrong question. Exactly how much do you think you’re worth?
Experts like Robert Peston from BBC Radio 5 Live tell us on an almost hourly basis that the market is suffering become somebody called Ahmed in Almenia found a stag beetle in his underpants, or that the FTSE ‘rallied’ today because Bert from the fruit stall in Bermondsey found a fiver down the side of his sofa.
The kebab really is the epitome of healthy eating.
Aussies cite the surf as a major attraction but who wants to be a Great White’s mid-morning snack or the find themselves on the receiving end of a jellyfish that’ll turn your testicles in basketballs?