If this orange turd starts something in Cuba next I will impotently scream into the void and end up booking a holiday in a dark room on some bleak industrial estate in the UK.
Yep the Dominican Republic is literally next door to Cuba and I am, as I’m sure he intended, exhausted by this constant stream of horror and distraction. With some of his mouthpieces starting to mention Cuba being next, I am worried that there will nowhere safe to holiday oh and yes we will all die in a nuclear holocaust. Hopefully this ridiculous nightmare ends soon in some way for the benefit of the entire planet.
As ever, me pissing and moaning about a holiday while folks are dying in a war is ridiculous but there’s nothing new there.
I, like most of the world, am just looking for some boring normality rather than wondering how far this lard bucket is willing to go to prevent his jail term.
Anyway….
Last night Mustard played a lovely wedding in poshest Cheshire.
Some weddings can be a bit of a slog if the guests aren’t there for a party and more of a chat but last night was the opposite. We had a packed dance floor all night and it makes such a difference.
It was a late night/early morning so today will be a quiet one. Louise is working so it’ll be a visit to my Mum for Mother’s Day, a dog walk should it ever stop raining and then a bit of football (watching) before I settle down to dread the impending Monday as God intended.
I am London bound again next week and that’s always something to look forward to. 🙄.
Till the next time……
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lol, I was looking forward to this weeks missive to hear your verbalisms regarding the rotting oompaloompa. You didn’t disappoint 😆. Hopefully nothing spoils your trip to the Dominican Republic 🤞. It sounds like Mustard made the wedding party a great success and I must say, the facial adornment’s really suits you Mr. Cool 🥸.