Monday, 24 August 2009
Wotanolgy Facts: Things they don't want you to know
Wednesday, 19 August 2009
Minibike madness and Wotanology
Dear reader, I am recovering from a gang of yobbos who have been churning my front lawn with those wretched miniature motorcycles. I tried to summon the powers of Wotan, using the kcuf eht lleh ffo mantra, but to no avail. I then performed some sex majik to exorcise these street urchins, and as a result it was me that was arrested and threatened with the bloody sex offenders register pending a court judgement.
Rest assured all devotees of Wotan, these measures work most times just not on this occasion.
Friday, 14 August 2009
ANOTHER WARNING TO CRITISISORISTS!
Tuesday, 11 August 2009
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oh readers I have finally succumbed! Yes I have started a twitter. Go now and check it out: www.twitter.com/NRegMother
Notice to all CIB Operatives Sec. Clr. III
Warning to other bloggers
It has come to my attention, that a well-known celebrity lifestyle blogger, and clearly a homosexual, has began muttering things about myself and the
Why must we work?
The simple answer is NO, we don’t have to. Work is for the lower orders or numbskulls who do stuff for you, juts because you ask. It clearly says so in the book of Wotan, let me tell you.
It’s my own fault I know, dear reader, but I have just suffered the most hideous sunburn imaginable on my recent holiday in
Thursday, 6 August 2009
Proposed Amendments to the Bible
Proposed Amendments to the ten commandments
"It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew
As with my good friend Mr. Assfly says language has moved on. This clearly does not mean rich like me, but people who are rich like cakes.
Check out conservapadia.com for more facts
Wednesday, 5 August 2009
From the book of Wotan
Some underling came to Wotan one day and said “Lord and sire, the Gynos are gathering up their forces and mustering in Tolworth to fight you. They have also wound up our women folk and given them ideas above their station and the lower orders and people of colour.”
Wotan thought long and hard, holding his manly beard in his hands, gave a gastric eruption and muttered something that was not heard by the underling, but probably and ungentalmanly profanity.
He gathered his forces at the foot of Tolworth tower, in what is now
He then rode his horse, Terrence, a dappled stud 50 hands high, in front of his men and said:
‘These bloody Gynos have taken our womenfolk and given them ideas which have confused them. Ideas like, how they can work the same as us and that when their natural place is in the kitchen and bedroom. They don’t take into account that when the women are with child that they’ll want maternity leave… and expect to be paid for it too, and have their job on their return when they’re all soft in the head! It takes the fucking piss.
“And don’t talk to me about those ungrateful colourds and bastards who have aligned with the girlies. The colords will do our shit jobs and the others are probably poofs which is sinful. So lets fucking kill all of’em.”
With their was a huge roar, which shok the ground and made all the birds fell the trees in flight. The Gyros looked at each other and looked all worried. Saussos the leader of the Gyros whimpered, “look boys and girls I know we’re all liberals and therefore shitters but lets give it a go ya, and then maybe get some lattes after.”
Wotan and his lads thundered across the field and clashed into the Gybos like in Braveheart. Wotan was in first and flying kicked Saussos so hard he flew into space, squaling like a little girl. Half the Gyros army, women, colourds and proles who were seeking “fairness” shit themselves and fled. The fight was over in 10 minutes leaving a load of wounded Gyros on the floor. None of Wotan’s men had as much as scratch.
“Maybe we should show the survivors mercy, so they will learn that we are forgiving people and maybe teach them the right way, too,’ said one of Wotan’s advisors.
“No we’ll touchier our ways into’em,’ so says Wotan, ‘They’ll never forget then.’
Wotan had that done and then the advisor killed for being such a liberal.
WARNING TO CRITISISORISTS!
Anyone who criticises the
