The worst thing about living with your friends is they know you’re weaknesses. My ultimate weakness recently has been being talked into nights out that I just shouldn’t go on. Tonight for example; I am bound to embark on a drunken adventure with Seth and Pete. One that will start with the promise of fun, socializing and sex, but will realistically end with an alcohol fuelled headache and wanking into a fist full of tissue paper while watching porn titled something awful like ‘busty blonde bitch squeals like a weasel,” (that actually exists by the way). Only hours ago I was innocently indulging my recent fetish for French pop and world music. Then after a mild nudge from my housemates I was convinced going out tonight is the best idea anyone has ever had. We will have to see how it goes but at least if anything bad happens I am fantastically well prepared for any Survival situation thanks to today’s....
MOISTEST MAN OF THE MOMENT!
Ray Mears is probably just about as cool as it is possible to be without having sex with the girl from Gray’s anatomy. Today on Ultimate Survival with Ray Mears I learned about this awesome guy called Rogers who was in charge of an equally awesome band of British soldiers back in the old days. Basically he raided a Native American village and slaughtered an absolute hatful of women and children. Then he ate leaves for a month and camped. After a bit he went to big fort so the Indians couldn’t get revenge and everyone cheered.... what a hero! But yeah that sort of understated his military genius. Ray Mears however had me on the edge of my seat for a full hour as he described Rogers many exploits and showed us all how to eat a root if we get lost in a forest. I was going to explain why this entry is called gingersnaps, but time has caught up with me and I have to go and down a bottle of saino’s basics table wine. Perhaps another time!
HOW ABOUT THAT FOR A CLIFF HANGER?
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