A bitch behind the eyes

Urrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh, why is it when you wake up in a great amount of pain it’s usually because you got heavily pissed the night before? It’s such an abominable cliché that I am embarrassed to admit that I am hungover as fuck (Note the loss of eloquence in the prose). So to be ferpectly honest with you, dear eye-ball using reading person, I can barely be arsed to tap my fingers on the keyboard or think of anything interesting to write…Thank God then for The Great Rock N’ Roll Pickle Challenge!! Oh yes, literally thousands of entries have been dragging themselves in through the catflap here at BC Towers, just like this little smasher from a Mr. J Bergerac, Jersey Road, Jersey. He writes:

Hello there Bomb Culture, I thought you may be interested to see this picture from my last vacation (no, I’m not American I just can’t spell the word holiday) It was taken during a super trip to Hawai‘i's Kilauea volcano. I drove my shiny sports car all the way along the rim whilst wolfing down some delicious marmalade. Surely I should win some kind of prize?

Well, sadly Mr B, marmalade is actually a preserve and not a pickle so I’m afraid it doesn’t count. Better luck next time eh ya dozy cock.
In Band News – BC’s Smurf sized geetar twanger, Steve Styles has started a new job as a ratcatcher for his local chippy. ‘It’s great’ said Steve ‘I loves rats and I loves to catch them. It’s great.’
So there you have it you’re all up to date with everything.

Bomb Culture – Plink, Plink fizz, fizz, oh what a relief they is.