Saturday, 29 October 2011
Well, this blog seems to be in need of a miracle, as it seems to be not so much in decline, but deceased, a dead blog if you will.
Here is a terrible, terrible song which I can not help to love and try to sing along to even though the only words I know in Spanih are si and cerveza.
What do you mean it's in English?
Las Ketchup - The Ketchup Song
Saturday, 15 October 2011
[The REAL Sturdy Girl!]
It is, dear middle-aged friends, not an easy task to find a really shitty song , preferably about alcohol, and sung by sturdy girls …. as this is what this blog is supposed to stand for amongst other things, at least as I understood it. Then again an awful song by some middle-aged drinkers about sturdy girls would do the job as well, preferably to be listened to along with a glass of cheap booze for yerself.
Well, you’ll get ‘em both friends, so, wherever you are, think back of 1988, where all of us still were pretty as a picture, enjoy and raise your drinks to:
I can’t think of a worse rape of the ole’ Isley Brothers favourite than this. And don’t the girls look REALLY sturdy? Goes along nicely with some spicy Margarita!
I can’t think of a worse drinker than Shaun Ryder out of The Happy Mondays. The tune itself is not that bad, sorry, but it seems to sum up this blog’s attitude rather well, therefore it’s in. A beer or two would be good!
This first post is dedicated to the Real Sturdy Girl, as pictured above. Wherever you may be possibly be these days: Cheers, I will always love you, honey! Also to the Sturdy Girl Cycling Club of Philadelphia and, of course, to anonymous: personally I couldn't do worse than this, mate, but I'm sure this blog will decline even further!