Having recently been voted in as the president of the WBC (it was a democratic process – no military action was detected and if there was then certainly none will reach the public domain with any credibility in tact) I have decided to execute my first action.
Obviously already having declared Lizza and her blog ‘non-fugly’ I would like to back up Lucy’s desire for less regulation and censorship within the blogiverse, offer any WBC assistance to Jen’s struggle for squirrel recognition and closely monitor Nursemyra’s desire to do whatever she likes with bananas.
So I have come to a unanimous descision with myself to do absolutely nothing and make no changes whatsoever.
It was a tough choice – some may suffer – others may not – some won’t give a toss.
I may declare that my Dad is a ‘fidiot’ or a ‘farsehole’ at a later date but that would hardly be a revelation now would it…?
I did surf today – I caught a screaming left – a loverly drop, raked a big bottom turn, hit the lip a couple of times and landed a floater.