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How To Feel Sexy In Public For Transvestites

Today it feels like spring and it just doesn't seem so desolate walking about Belfast. I took Battle Cat for a walk and I'd my best new togs on (I figured since I've been fired I mightened be able to afford anything decent for a while) and...

Published 6 Mar 2010 4:05 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Battle Cat, leotard, leopard print, spandex, botanic gardens, sexy carlos, transvestitism, dog walking, pink champaigne, northern Ireland bill of rights, puffy eyes, moisturiser, Spring

Sitting Sick on the Sofa

Sitting on the sofa with a big violent dog and a television allows you to take a different perspective on things than you normally do. Today I observed: T4 tends to pair white boys with ethnic girls for its presenting teams (I'm sure it's just...

Published 21 Feb 2010 5:16 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Channel 4, Battle Cat, sick, sofa, Dog, friends, Fashion, millies, Winter Olympics, white boys, hump, headbutt, millie mums, ethnic girls, curling, canada, brushing ice, t4, bob sleigh

Pop Star to Ringo Starr

My time spent sitting on the sofa has turned into convalescence (the last big word Book Boy ever taught me sniff sniff). I've been happed up with a blanket and me and Battle Cat have been watching *** like Pop Star to Opera Star, and trying to work...

Published 20 Feb 2010 11:58 AM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Wino Jo, Battle Cat, sick, Hot Baby Roy, book boy, ringo starr, peace and love, darius danesh, thomas the tank engine, daytime tv, couch, pop star, opera star, darius campbell

A Nice Day on the Sofa

This morning I broke the bad news of my firing to Hot Baby Roy and Wino Jo, they both started shouting at me about how could I do this? And how I couldn't go back on the dole. I reminded them that they both were on the dole and that maybe now they...

Published 18 Feb 2010 1:20 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: job, Belfast, Wino Jo, Battle Cat, Dole, fired, Hot Baby Roy, Money, hardcore, dvd, Ginger, chuck norris, shouting, pishflap, shit job, big toe, ballbag

Bottle of Pink Champaigne for My Lonely Travels

Last night I took my bottle of pink champaigne and went down to the Lagan Meadows, I wandered far, farther than I've gone with Battle Cat, out past Drumbeg. I was lonely drunk, crying sporadically and shouting out insults because I knew no one could...

Published 15 Feb 2010 9:20 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Battle Cat, crying, Lagan Meadows, friends, stranmillis, Drunk, pink champaigne, shouting, drumbeg, laughing, insults, alone

Valentines Day and No Cards.

Valentines Day on a Sunday isn't so bad because you can say you got no cards because there's no Sunday post. But we all know if we were going to get any they would have come yesterday. None of us are speaking in my house but I know that Hot Baby...

Published 14 Feb 2010 10:25 AM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Battle Cat, Rock and Roll Stephen, valentines, no valentines, photographer, by grand central station I sat down and wept, belfast central station, valentines card, lagan tow path, sunday post

January Friend

I'm really down today, and I haven't been in a long while, or at least when I was I didn't notice because I was too busy with work or being ill or trying to sort out Wino Jo and Hot Baby Roy, but now I feel it. I phoned off work today and...

Published 25 Jan 2010 10:21 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Wino Jo, Battle Cat, Dole, Lagan Meadows, Hot Baby Roy, shaw's bridge, my protege, leotard girls, depressed, I'm sensitive, stalking, jewel, wanks, january friend

My Protege has Gone Astray

Hot Baby Roy and Wino Jo are huffing with each other over who's doing which part of the Anfield Rap, so I took myself to *** out the house and went down with Battle Cat to see Nanny Boo Boo. She brought out a big plate of buns for us and me and Battle...

Published 24 Jan 2010 7:41 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Shoplifting, stranmillis, Nanny Boo Boo, flowers, wine, tramps, cider, stealing, bearing his arse

A Visit From The Raven Princess Spandex

It seems that talking Battle Cat for a walk on a pish freezing cold night and doing some good deeds along the way have made me sick. I'm lying in bed supping hot whiskey and milky broth. The Raven Princess spandex was round and even though she wasn't...

Published 12 Jan 2010 9:29 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Lagan, kung-fu, Battle Cat, Party, sick, Hot Baby Roy, wank, the raven princess spandex, frozen, mariah carey, hot whiskey, sexy woman, milky broth

Don't Let Sammy Wilson Take Charge of the Province!

I had to go for some first aid stuff for Hot Baby Roy, it's the least I could do, especially since Wino Jo was shaking his head and cackling to himself. Ungreatful fucker. I took Battle Cat for a bit of a dander because snow or no snow, he needs exercise...

Published 10 Jan 2010 12:05 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Sammy Wilson, Belfast, Lagan, Battle Cat, Hot Baby Roy, DUP, Peter Robinson, Daemon, kirk mccambly, iris robinson, snow, weak ice, first minister, frozen, nigel dodds

Happy New Year

I was in work late on New Year's Eve so when I finally finished I was in no mood to go out partying. I went home to find that Hot Baby Roy was away out (probably with the leotard girls) and Wino Jo was lying sleeping on the couch. I took battle cat...

Published 2 Jan 2010 3:38 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Wino Jo, Battle Cat, Hot Baby Roy, skint, YouTube, clothes, leotard girls, dog walking

Just Another Series of Fights, Arguements and *** All Else

So Hot Baby Roy was supposed to get his dole on the 23rd and he gets it and goes and gets pished and all that but then on Christmas Eve when he's trying to buy presents (he says) he finds out that they've fucked it up and only given him one weeks...

Published 26 Dec 2009 12:01 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Wino Jo, Battle Cat, Hot Baby Roy, boss selection, dog collar, eliza dushku, Presents, ck one, christmas day, pixie lott, calvin klein, fhm calender, juicy bone

Sometimes things can be nice

Last night I went round Nanny Boo Boo's. She said that she knows what happens in my blog and she's none too impressed. She said that I shouldn't be getting pished and talking down about my mates even if I think they've made a mess. She...

Published 24 Dec 2009 5:00 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Crack, Battle Cat, Hot Baby Roy, Nanny Boo Boo, pop socks, dickhead, Christmas, aerobics, gin, the gang, gift, leotards

*** this I'm going back on the crack

I confronted Hot Baby Roy today about his black eyes and asked him what he did at the party. He told me that if I was so concerned I'd have been there. I told him I had to sort out other things but I don't want our neighbours hating us and if...

Published 21 Dec 2009 7:11 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Wino Jo, Battle Cat, neighbours, Hot Baby Roy, sharpie, voluntary work, leotard girls, black eyes, hoss, sniffing felt tips

Hot Baby Roy Talks Ego

Hot Baby Roy was up this morning when I was getting ready to go to work. He said he was taking Battle Cat for an extra special long walk. Battle Cat looked really happy, wagging his tail and thumping it off the floor. Hot Baby Roy looked worried. He said...

Published 14 Dec 2009 12:11 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: work, Belfast, Battle Cat, Hot Baby Roy, wank, leotard girls, ego, princess cheetara, saturdays, superheroines, raven princess spandex, s club juniors, frankie sandford, s club 8, rochelle wiseman

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