Sean's Stories

Posted by sean on May 23, 2019 at 7:43 pm in Rabbits with No Comments

Some people say that pets turn into their owners…

Good boy!

Posted by sean on May 23, 2019 at 7:30 pm in Have I Got News For You with No Comments

Not something I normally do. However, in this instance I will make an exception…

Some mad, cruel old woman is dead. She apparently claimed to love her dog, but is happy to see that it be murdered, simply to meet her own selfish dream. Bitch*.

Thank fudge she doesn’t have children

* I’ll let you judge whether I was referring to the dead woman or Emma, her poor dog.

Posted by sean on May 21, 2019 at 6:49 pm in Politics with No Comments

Horrible, disgusting news! Someone has been posting poo through our letterbox! OK, not literally excrement from a dog’s anus, but it may as well have been. Take a look at this…

Vile, isn’t it.

UKIP are wasting their time sending these leaflets out. By delivering it to our house, it’ll be put straight into the recycling bin.

Claire and I sometimes use pamphlets to line Roman’s litter tray – he enjoys chewing the paper. However, UKIP are claiming they’re good for the country. Even Roman – a rabbit – wouldn’t  swallow that!

It’s not just our household where UKIP are flogging a dead horse. They’re not too popular with the other residents of Bath…

Posted by sean on May 20, 2019 at 10:13 pm in Fun At Home, Rabbits with No Comments

Cuddles on the sofa

and if that wasn’t sweet enough…

Posted by sean on May 17, 2019 at 8:02 pm in Too Random To Categorise with No Comments

I have spotted a job which I think I would be prefect for…

Just look at the salary!

It sounds interesting too…

Basically, I’ll be getting paid to tweet!

I’ll probably have to use Facebook too, but every job has its downsides.

It takes me about 10 minutes to get from my house to my work at the moment. 10 minutes! Literally from my front door to my work desk.

The new position will involve a slightly longer commute. While my current job is round the corner from home, this new one is in London – over 100 miles away.

I have worked out that’ll take me 28 hours 15 minutes to get to my new office, in Buckingham Palace. I suppose this means that I may need to sacrifice my lie-in, which I currently enjoy on most days. Did I mention that my means of transportation is a mobility scooter?

There is a lot to think about… I quite like the idea of working for a woman… being a supporter of equal opportunities and all that… will I have to pay the congestion charge for my scooter?… I’m a bit scared of riding along the M4… I wonder if the Queen will pay me cash in hand… then my pay will have may boss’ face on it. Nice.

If I decide to apply for the job as the Queen’s blogger/tweeter/nerd, I’ll let you know.

Should I decide to reject the offer from the Palace, I can think of someone else out of work, who enjoys tweeting…


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