Priceless.
It's stuff like this that brings joy to my cynical heart... I received this email yesterday morning;
Hi there!
I recently searched online and came across your blog and came across your interview with the Bliss editor, Helen Jenkins. I am currently a third year journalism student and doing my dissertation on the sexual content in teenage magazines and was wondering if I could include your interview? Just need to verify with you that it is truthful and it was conducted, etc etc...I know that sounds silly but it needs to be done! Do let me know if you can let me use it, as soon as possible... Also, any further information on the interview would be great.
Thanks so much for your help.
I look forward to your reply.
Thanks,
Jennifer.
This is the post she is referring to;
Bliss Magazine - teenagers guide to fucking!
I can only assume she never actually read the post because lets face it, I ain't being subtle here.
This is almost as good as all the attention I got from the castration folk over my Castrato Academy I did a few years back.
Well, that's it, I'm definitely getting me one of those personal websites when I get back, all flashy like. I might even try my hand again at some satire, subtle or otherwise... and then maybe I'll get a job...
Leaving the tropical Island we're currently on and heading back home to England in 16 days. Is it true no one has a job there anymore and that it now resembles the future earth from the Terminator movies... only with more crappy telly?
Herge OUT.
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Unfortunately, no. The robots aren't nearly cool enough to be that version of future earth. Although, someone did find a Dalek in a pond not long ago.
We're in the middle of an a recession which has been made worse by the fact that ninety per cent of the news stories are about the fact that we're in the middle of a recession. Fifty thousand people are chasing every job and David Cameron will be the next Prime Minister. Are you sure you want to come back to Britain?
Um, maybe you could start your own pro-anorexic teen gurlls magazine though.
Wetherspoons is packed with miserable looking blokes swigging 99p ale.
No change there then.
KFC are recruiting, if you're interested.
I am going to start my own teen girl magazine - it'll be called 'Gristle'.
I think I may be under qualified for KFC...
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