life stinks

It does...it has a tendancy to be naf...really naf...what is there to look forward to? nothing in the near future anyway...so lets start with past...saturday...saturday was good...cept for the cold I had...which thankfully decided to not be too bad...because....it was Jonny's wedding!!! Yes that's right...Jonny Hardy of 20 years of age, the farmer from Manchester, he now lives in Devon...got married...who saw that two years ago? so his best man and his chief usher (I was an usher but not the chief usher) sang a song for him and here it is:

You’re Beautiful – (The Jonny and Becki Version)

His life is brilliant,

His hair is short,

He’s good at farming,

But not at sport,

His head is covered in scars now,

From stairs down which he fell,

He used to be a Porker,

But now its hard to tell.

He’s beautiful (x3)

It’s true,

His middle names Boaz,

He’s got a hairy…face,

And we love him through and through.

Becky is brilliant,

Becky is cool,

And Jonny loves her,

Cos he’s no fool,

He met her up in Scotland,

And there he worked his charm,

And now they’re down in Devon,

Working on a farm.

She’s beautiful (x3)

It’s true,

We saw her face,

And we think she’s ace,

Better than we thought he could do.

They’re beautiful (x3)

Its true,

Side by side,

Their love they cannot hide,

And to each other they’ll be true…

…we bet that soon they will be due.

so there you go...a quality song and if you know anything about jonny it portrays him perfectly oh and remember to sing it to the tune of "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt...anyway hope you are enjoying your self...cos I am not!!! Iv got a cold...Iv got tuesday tomorrow and tuesday is bad...very bad...so Im going now...I'll leave you with a song me and my brother made up...

The pants song

You need someone to assist

'cause your pants are in a twist

You turn 'em around,

but they just fall to the ground,

you call and you shout,

'cause you pants are inside out,

you're ever so edgedy

cos you're afraid of the wedgie

Inside outside

backways forwards

They'll last you for the week,

but then you'll reek

you stress and you fret,

cause your pants are very wet,

you dry 'em on the line,

so now they are fine

Boxers Knickers Briefs,

If you lose em you'll be in grief

If you throw them on the ground

They will always be found

Inside outside

backways forwards

They'll last for a week,

but then you'll reek

(descent)

Boxers,

Knickers,

Briefs,

Boxers

Knickers...