Issue
9 - 14.04.02
Hello everyone and welcome to another fascinating instalment of WW. I will start by apologising to those people who continuously get the brunt of all the jokes in WW. I realise that this can get very depressing for you, so I will try to cut back on them. Also I will try in this edition to comment on things that matter to the youth of today, and not just rattle on about Matt scoring for the 202nd time or however many it is now? Answers on a postcard to RSPB, Coventry please.
Will Rounds Up The Weeks
News
Fact
Of The Week
Have you ever looked at a
traffic light and thought, ‘what is that thing all about?’
Luckily WW is here to
explain how traffic lights were formed and to give you some amazing facts about
them.
![]() | There
are 90,200 thousand traffic lights in the UK, out of these 3,000 are
portable ones. |
![]() | The
first blind traffic light was invented in Wales in 1994. Blind drivers get
out of their car, walk up to the lights and by the use of brail can feel
what colour the lights are on. However by the time they have returned to
their car they get paranoid whether they are still on this colour so have to
go and have another feel. I apologise to any blind people reading this who I
may have offended!! |
![]() | Mr
Traffic and his wife Light invented them in 1901. They picked three colours
at random out of a bag of Skittles. Firstly they picked three reds and then
3 greens but finally got 3 different colours. |
![]() | Traffic
light bulbs last for two years before they need changing. Matt’s pants
last for 3 years before they need changing. |
PEOPLE
WHO HAVE MADE ME WANT TO LICK THE COLLY DANCE FLOOR THIS WEEK.
![]() | Easyworld
for making the Midlands tour dates clash with my French Oral. |
![]() | Lauren
for having her birthday bash on a Thursday night when we were back at
Castle, meaning I couldn’t go out and get melon boated.
– Please note and learn the meaning of the term melon boated. |
![]() | Tesco for selling out of Spinach and Riccota pizza, oh that combination. Tastier than 13 year old girls hey Matt? |
![]() | Dozz
and Browny for having a Thursday night piss up this week. Which I am sure
will be great. Sorry to anyone who hasn’t got an invite or feels left out
but if u email Dozz I’m sure he will give you one. He may also give you an
invite… |
![]() | The
Bluetones – cracking Album – great to hear all those classic anthems. |
![]() | Shakira,
I love you so much, can you please come and tour the Midlands soon. And yes
before you ask I will be buying a hoodie should I see her live. The
‘Whenever Wherever Tour 2002’ I can see it now. |
Do you know that song Drops
of Jupiter by Train? If you have it press play now and sing along. Now towards
the end of the song there is a line where I have been convinced it says
something about deep fried chicken. However when I sing these lyrics I get
mocked and battered and told to shut up. I finally accepted that in fact train
weren’t singing about deep friend chicken and probably about something else. However………..two months later I am reading the lyrics of Drops of Jupiter in the album sleeve
to discover that actually they do sing about deep fried chicken after all.
The line goes like this
(2.36 second into the song) can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken.
Wow amazing!
However like me don’t buy
the album just to hear it, cos its pants.
Golf
has been on the TV this week, I hate golf, I think it is one of the most boring
sports ever. I have hated golfers ever since I got thrown off a pitch and putt
course in Norfolk. If you don’t know why don’t ask.
A married man was having an affair with his secretary. One day, their passions overcame them and they took off for her house, where they made passionate love all afternoon. Exhausted from the wild sex, they fell asleep and awoke at around 8 p.m. As the man threw on his clothes, he told the woman to take his shoes outside and rub them through the grass and dirt. Mystified, she nonetheless complied and he slipped into his shoes and drove home.
"Where have you been?" demanded his wife when he entered the house.
"Darling," replied the man, "I can't lie to you. I've been having an affair with my secretary and we've been having sex all afternoon. I fell asleep and didn't wake up until eight o'clock."
The wife glanced down at his shoes and said, "You lying bastard! You've been playing golf!"