Big Lad

Wayne needs to go to a doctor.

He needs restuffing, sewing up and a new beak. As you can see he is fraying. But I don't think I have enough confidence in anyone to send him away. If anything happened to him I would cry forever.

So, for all you massive weirdos out there, its Eurovision tonight. Which means so many gays, trannys and old folk battling out in their native language and for their country. We all thing it's to do with talent but really its all politics. I, however, will be getting sufficiently drunk whilst this is happening.

Happy Blipping.