Category Archives: Insanity

Cigarette Holders

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cigarette_holder

Does this tell you more about cigarette holders than you need to know?  I intend buying a cigarette holder, but not opera length nor theatre length, qv (which see).

Neither local shop I approached sell them.  I was advised if I travel to try a tobacco shop.

My reason for buying a cigarette holder is one or more of those outlined in the link above.  I have switched to ‘rollies’, or self-rolled cigarettes, as a cheaper option, turning my house into a sweat shop and my brother into my indentured servant, vassal or slave.  Later I may transfer him to my sugar cane plantation in Jamaica if he complains too much.

Now, a story.

A little girl asked a question about elephants.  A visitor returned some days later with a large book on the subject and gave it to the little girl, saying you asked about elephants.  The little girl read a few pages then said ‘This tells me more about elephants than I need to know’.

Similarly cigarette holders.

However, they appear to be still available.  Mine will not be made of onyx or other rare material, nor yet gem studded.

I am suffering from information overload.

Keeping up with Donald Trump is a full time occupation.

Elephants next time.

Tich Ennis

25th January, 2018

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World Leaders

See what Trump is up to and Theresa May.

See what world leaders are up to, allow them have their say.

Then go away.

Some say the news is bad for you, it drives you mad.

You’re better off ignoring it, it makes you sad.

Kings, dictators, and all the other blokes.

Are they comedians, do they tell jokes?

Is it funny, do they want your money?

Many have accounts abroad and are very rich.

What about people in the ditch?

Tich Ennis

26th December, 2017

Extremism

Extremists wear any cloak, they never smile, they never joke.

In the name of what is best they kill the rest.

Nationalism, ideology and other codology it kills you and your child too.

More deadly than the Asian flu.

What the Hell is religion for, to bring us hate and death and war?

How about love one another and everyone and all God made?

You live in shadow and in shade.

Is God a God of peace or what, you believe a lot of rot.

We believe what you do not what you say, Satan, Satan go away.

Allow a child to play.

Tich Ennis

9th December, 2017

Latest Fashion

God is out of fashion because God is truth.

Fashion is a fickle jade, it corrupts our youth.

Who wants the latest thing, who rejects the old?

Who says only new is good, who says a child is bold?

Who says it makes no difference, who says it doesn’t matter?

Who says its no one’s fault the obese are getting fatter?

The same ones who hate free speech, they hate freedom too.

Its never anybody’s fault, the blame is all on you.

Logic, reason, truth itself, are they dead and gone?

They are in the mouth of some and yet the truth lives on.

Tich Ennis

9th December, 2017

The Arts Council

Is it true the Arts Council are creeps and they only support pretentious stuff?

I’ve had enough.

I’m no insect, I don’t crawl.

I’ve heard shite, I’ve seen it all.

It cuts no ice with me at all.

Am I completely, absolutely, totally wrong, do they ever get it right if only by mistake?

Should I take a chance, are they completely fake?

Will there be any mourners at their wake?

When people don’t understand something they say its art.

A bloody fart.

Not in my face, drop dead.

Enough said.

Tich Ennis

30th November, 2017

Explaining Stupidity

I will now explain stupidity to those who have no brain.

There are none of those, the emperor wore no clothes.

A child could see and see it all.

Yet others chose blindness turning their faces to the wall.

Use your brain you dope you lazy thing.

See through the emperor or king.

Stupidity is not using your brain, you have it, use it.

It is really there, you didn’t lose it.

Is it true you’d rather die than think?

If so that’s why you’re stupid, my pen runs out of ink.

Tich Ennis

29th November, 2017

Who Shoots First?

Okay, international relations are at a critical point.

Someone’s nose is out of joint.

If I bomb you should you bomb me too, two can play that game.

Eternal shame.

Go on punk, make my day, I’ll blow you to smithereens.

Human beings.

It was ever thus, why make a fuss?

Will there be any left of us?

Here comes my bus.

I know I’m just a slob.

Someone has to do this job.

Tich Ennis

29th November, 2017