Friday 31st January 2003
Unlikely by Half
Ok, this may seem a little strange, but I’ve got Capital Radio playing beside me, and there was an advert on for using condoms, and so I thought that I’d have a look at their website (as I said before, I’m still waiting on the nightbuses starting up). Now, as I’ve mentioned before, I don’t mind hard hitting adverts. But taking the ’sex lottery’ quiz to see whether I could have picked up an STD by guessing which woman I wanted to, ahem, fuck, was a bit of a waste of time. For a few reasons - firstly, out of 13 attempts, I apparently picked a woman with a genital disease 11 times. Which is a bit crazy, since 4 of them apparently had genital warts, although a quick bit of googling showed that the infection rate is around 4 percent. So although the NHS is trying to get a point across, it’s rather over-egging the pudding, and so loses the impact (and anyway, I’ll eat my hat, coat and muddy rugby shorts when I next have the choice of three woman to shag).
But absolutely unbelievably, I need to leave. Cause for the first time ever, I’ve been sprung by Security. I honestly can’t believe it. Damn. I didn’t think they even came up this far in the building. Time to go home, I guess.