Too fucking right we are. This is the internet not the 1640's!!! Get with the times people! Blogger.com is history, consigned the digital depths along with Encarta and Chase HQ.
The future is here and its called tumblr.com and you will find the quite simply bigger, bolder and better Beavers Agogo at www.beaversagogo.tumblr.com
When you see it you will not want to visit anywhere else.
Its been emotional, See you on the otherside!
Love The Beavers Agogo Team xox LOLZ
Wednesday 18 March 2009
Friday 6 March 2009
"Windy-assgate"
No not a scandal involving loose bowels kids! Something far more disgusting than that. Dean Windass apparently spitting out his dummy and crying like a baby on his ITV blog. Well he calls it a "blog", but me and Agogo call it a "fucking waste of time."
Anyway the issue here is not Windass playing his part in the collapse of ITV, it is the controversy surrounding who wrote the blasphemous bile in his latest entry. Was it the man himself (Windy to his chums) or his ghost writer? A mystery indeed. Luckily for you here at BeaversAgogo we managed to pull a few strings and got hold of the CCTV footage of Windass and his ghost writer Nade Sawsdin meeting up to discuss what was to go in the blog and the transcript below makes some interesting reading:
Nade: Heyyy! Its the Assmaster himself! Check it!
Windy: Reet!
Nade:What shall we put in your blog this week then Windy my old boy?
Windy: I Say, Chuff Chuff Chuff 'ull Duck Chuff Tigers Chuff Chuff Chuffing Reet Gud Down Chuffing Stirs Chuffing Puddin' int Chuffin 'ull Chuff Yarkshire Bloody Chuff Duck, Booferry Puddin' Chuff Chuff!
Nade: Golden, just Golden, as always Winster. Anything more to say?
Windy: FOOKIN CHUFF DUCKS!
Nade: I hear ya Assman, the fucking A grade material never ceases my friend. I will have it written up and live by tomorrow! Cya Windy! Keep Fresh!
Windy: CHUFF BISCUITS!
Well as you can see controversial stuff. I can see where Nade may have got the wrong end of the stick. You have seen the evidence so we will let you draw your own conclusions to this sorded affair.
Stay tuned for an update on our thoughts at BeaversAgogo on the season so far. We will also try and take a sneak peak into the future and give you our thoughts on how we think the season will pan out. Until then take care, safe in the knowledge that unlike some of the sorry excuse for blogger's out there on the World Wide Web, your dosage of beavers always comes from the horses mouth!
Au Revoir!
I x
Anyway the issue here is not Windass playing his part in the collapse of ITV, it is the controversy surrounding who wrote the blasphemous bile in his latest entry. Was it the man himself (Windy to his chums) or his ghost writer? A mystery indeed. Luckily for you here at BeaversAgogo we managed to pull a few strings and got hold of the CCTV footage of Windass and his ghost writer Nade Sawsdin meeting up to discuss what was to go in the blog and the transcript below makes some interesting reading:
Nade: Heyyy! Its the Assmaster himself! Check it!
Windy: Reet!
Nade:What shall we put in your blog this week then Windy my old boy?
Windy: I Say, Chuff Chuff Chuff 'ull Duck Chuff Tigers Chuff Chuff Chuffing Reet Gud Down Chuffing Stirs Chuffing Puddin' int Chuffin 'ull Chuff Yarkshire Bloody Chuff Duck, Booferry Puddin' Chuff Chuff!
Nade: Golden, just Golden, as always Winster. Anything more to say?
Windy: FOOKIN CHUFF DUCKS!
Nade: I hear ya Assman, the fucking A grade material never ceases my friend. I will have it written up and live by tomorrow! Cya Windy! Keep Fresh!
Windy: CHUFF BISCUITS!
Well as you can see controversial stuff. I can see where Nade may have got the wrong end of the stick. You have seen the evidence so we will let you draw your own conclusions to this sorded affair.
Stay tuned for an update on our thoughts at BeaversAgogo on the season so far. We will also try and take a sneak peak into the future and give you our thoughts on how we think the season will pan out. Until then take care, safe in the knowledge that unlike some of the sorry excuse for blogger's out there on the World Wide Web, your dosage of beavers always comes from the horses mouth!
Au Revoir!
I x
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