I asked for snow

So, I asked for snow. I got it. I was driving home from my Mum's house the Sunday before last and had to drive through asnow blizzard. It was really hard because I just wanted to look at the snow but I had to concentrate on the road. Driving sucks.

However, Matt and I got the train to Manchester on Saturday. It was nice. We went round town and to the imax to see 300. The screen was much bigger than my arse, and that's saying something. After going for a yummy Chinese, we set off home on the train. Three trains, a bus and an hour later we arrived home grumpy and cold. Public transport sucks. More than driving. Definitely more than driving. Also, the train tickets cost us £24 and not one person checked them the entire time! Ho hum.

I have been reading 'The Naked Jape' by Jimmy Carr the last few weeks. It's sooo funny! I have had many embarrasing laughing out loud in public moments and told far too many jokes. Hey, what the hell. Here's one more:

What do you call a man with no shins?

Tony!