Guitar Jon called me up the other day, asked me about the site and I told him that it had been over a month since I posted last.
“Blogging,†I said to him, “is like ice skating up a fucking hill. It’s hard fucking work. You’ve got to post and keep posting, as often as possible and be topical and relevant and all that crap or people just wander off to play somewhere else on the interwebs.â€
“Sure,†he replied, “nobody really gives a shit whether you do it or not. It’s like a party – if you don’t show up, nobody’s going to stop the party, it just carries on whether you’re there or not.â€
Which really got me thinking, because what the fuck? I like parties…
It’s about time I got back in the cockpit of this rusted old junkyard spaceship and started piloting it through the ether once more because if not me, then who?
And so, no fucking around, I hereby declare Them’s Fightin’ Words back up and running for 2011 – BOOYA!
God DAMN that felt good! 
Oh yeah, and Merry Christmas and Happy New Year and all that stuffs.
Hug? Hug.
Your Tiger pal,
-ST
JEEEEEZUS DUDE!
ABOUT BLADDY TIME!
I thought you would be back freakin’ ages ago!
Hahahah! Yeah, I kinda wandered off into nowheresville for awhile, good news is that I took the time off to write the script I mentioned in the post before this one.
It’s for a short film, that’s all I can say at this stage, but if you know anyone with mad acting skillz who’s willing to work for tasty meatballs, holler back 😉
-ST
Shite, about time dude!
Slick, try Mike Sharman for acting.
Welcome back, weirdo xx
I’ll totally act for meatballs!
Well, it’s about time!
Welcome back Slick. You need editing and special effects, give me a shout.
The prodigal blogger returns. Welcome back you maverick renegade!
Thanks Goodness you is back Dawg, Yo, SHit Godamuthafucka! Gangster word, Ni.. oh wait.
Anyway, if you need someone to watch that movie for you, give me holla dawg, yo, shit Godamuthafucka! Gangster, word, Ni.. oh wait.
thanks, i’ll take a hug. and welcome back to the party. x