The Idiot Gardener

WARNING: This site contains information on gardening, brewing, curing meat,

building shit and hunting, all done in a piss-poor manner. It is not suitable for the

feeble-minded, the weak and lame, those of a nervous disposition, vegans and

vegetarians (and those other ones that only eat fish and the occasional bacon

sandwich - I think they're called 'hypocrites'), those who practice any

manner of folk singing or dancing, people named Colin or fans of Barry Gibb.

Arse Gas

Some men think it is funny to drop their guts, and then trick their loved ones into taking a lungful. Whether in the bedroom, the car or even in a restaurant, they think it’s a right bloody good laugh. I don’t. I think it’s disrespectful and akin to doing a pooh right on their faces. Of course, such an attitude is solely tested when you grow a lot of Jerusalem Artichokes!

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