Thursday, 18 September 2008

Clarkson on.. The Credit Crunch


It seems that all anyone talks about these days is the Credit Crunch, this big financial crisis that looms over us all like Godzilla in a cheap Japanese movie. So, in my capacity as world-leading financial guru, I have created this handy “cut out'n'keep” guide.


Q. Where did it come from?

A. Blame America.

Q. No really, where did it come from?

A. Communists are seeding the world with money eating cockroaches that are driving us all into ruin.

Q. I knew it! How can we defeat them?

A. I was lying. Blame America. Imagine this scenario. In down town Detroit, we have a young married couple named Hank and Monica. Hank is short and wide and the same shape as a water barrel. He has grown a beard, because he thinks it makes him look European. Monica looks exactly the same as Hank, but without the beard. She spends a lot of money on hair colouring, 'Because she's worth it'. Currently, her head is purple.


Hank works for a motor car manufacturer. He spends his working day discussing last night's re-runs of Star Trek, reading The National Inquirer and eating his own body weight in beef products. Occasionally he bolts a wing mirror on to a pick up truck.


Monica spends her day sitting down. She likes to read dieting magazines, many of which are full of delicious recipes. Sometimes the pictures are so tempting, she eats the magazines.


Several years ago, Hank and Monica were married in the Church of the Latter Day Flying Saucer. Hank wore his finest Star Trek costume, while Monica was shrouded in a white bell tent that made her look a little bit like a dog fight in a potato sack. It was at this point that THE PROBLEM STARTED.


You see, Hank and Monica wanted their own house, but they didn't have any money. Hank didn't earn much at the car company, who never valued his skills at eating, reading the National Inquirer, or impersonating the 'whoosh' of the USS Enterprise's sliding doors. So what did they do? They BORROWED A LOT OF MONEY.

They thought this was marvellous. Truly, America was The Land of Opportunity. Only in America could two young people, with no money, or skills, or brains, borrow such huge amounts of money and then spend it on a house that was actually worth slightly less than Hank's tab at the local 'Eat All-U-Can' burger and gun dispensary.


So, there it is. The start of all the world's problems, right there, as Hank sweeps Monica over the threshold of their new home, pausing only to clutch his groin as a suspected rupture makes his eyes bulge.


Q. Blimey. What can we do?

A. Buy a Range Rover. It won't help you with your financial issues, but at least you will go to Heaven.

Q. Can I quote you on that?

A. No way, this is definitely staying anonymous.

Friday, 5 September 2008

Blog Name: Northern Exposure




Hi and wow! I’m just a hockey Mom here in my wilderness home with my beautiful family! Wow! What an honour! What a wholly unexpected honour!


There I was, doing what every American Mom does, squeezing out my fifteen wholesome kids, Chip, Buck, Chuck, Champ, Chad, Chimp, Buddy, Trapper, Hawkeye, Radar, Bristol, Birmingham, Newcastle, BJ and the Bear, with not a thought to ever doing anything other than baking cookies and shooting elk. Gee ladies, why, I’m just like you!


After marrying my husband, Kipper, at fourteen, I just wanted to be a stay at home Mom and never even so much as planned any of this! And then I became a beauty queen BY ACCIDENT! And then I ruled the fucking PTA, BY ACCIDENT! And then I became the kick ass governor, BY ACCIDENT. Wooo! Check me out! And now I’m going to be the Vice President, BY ACCIDENT!


I never wanted any of this! This stuff just seems to happen to me! I don’t even know what half of this stuff is! I just wanted to stay at home, squeeze out fifteen puppies, shoot some elk, bake some cookies and be totally awesome and wholesome.


I’m just a regular Mom, like you, (except one who’s gonna RULE THE WORLD)!


(Thank God this blog's anonymous, or else I might just get noticed and WHO KNOWS what would happen then?)