Wednesday, December 31, 2008

2009 Predictions


Predictions for 2009?

This pleb will still continue to stalk me. I will continue to not notice him there, and on the off chance that I do, I will realise ten hours later who that weirdo with the big ears, (and blacked out car windows with a girlfriend who's head and shoulders are about twice the size of him )ACTUALLY. Do you know your woman is about twice the size of you? TWAT!

Er, yeah..ok then. Well the saga will obviously continue until 2009, hopefully he'll FUCK RIGHT OFF the year after then. Even better HOPE YOU FUCKING DIE YOU FUCKWIT! Choke on some chickpeas.

2009 Predictions



Geriatric Annie Lennox decided to air some 'predictions' for the new year. Something about World Catastrophe...then she said 'durr' as if she was trying to say that we all can't state the obvious.

Shame she can't predict her pathetic record sales in the same way. Annie Lennox = Bad record sales. Durr.

Keep trying Annie, eventually the charity work will pay off. Happy New Year, hope you all have a shit one!!!

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Queen Shaherazaad breaks her silence




Attention All
This is a public announcement to state that Queen Shaherazaad has broken her silence once again and annihilated once again the world's favourite Dickhead also known as Adil Ray.
Type in http://gb.uclue.de/8420925.html to see the comments from our amazing Queen.
Long live the Queen!




Chickpeas off the MENU : Part 2


Shaherazaad says : I did not, I repeat did not have 'chickpeas' for breakfast this morning. It was a plate of saag, honest.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Chickpeas : JUST SAY NO!

Shaherazaad says : I just hate chickpeas, don't you? Just thought i'd put up another CHICKPEA image to state my opinion.

Chickpeas are definately OFF the Menu



Chickpeas. Definately off all verbal/mental menu's until further notice.

Don't mention the chickpeas! Anything but the chickpeas!

Attention All

Adil Ray (Slaphead and general Dickhead) is going through a tender stage at the moment, since the departure of 'MOPHEAD'.

In light of recent developments, can EVERYBODY please refrain from mentioning, eating or debating the 'chickpea' phenomenom due to the unbelievable distress this is causing him. Although this is a great thing, due to his chronic drug habit there are widespread fears he might go over the edge. Yes, I know this is a 'good thing' and why stop a good thing I hear you all cry?

I just want to say that mentioning chickpeas, brings back a lot of memories of him and wife number 700002. Just the sight of one methane rich bullet of chickpea brings romantic memories which he's rather not address at this very painful and distressing time. The first time he heard her squarking laughter, the first time he mopped the kitchen with her great (and very straightened) mop of hair, the first time she pretended she wasn't up for it (like the other girls), and of course her tinned soup.

Now, back to work. Although this brings everyone a huge amount of joy, (especially Shaherazaad) please keep the chickpea jokes postponed for the meantime, and until further notice.

On behalf of all Pakistani comedians, I would like to apologise on behalf of the 'ignorance' of my people, and their low brow and frankly quite ignorant jibes about 'village' life, and it's indiginous peoples, and their indiginous ways.

So it's poori and halva tomorrow morning for a swish Sunday brunch. Chickpeas are most definately off the menu.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Bungle in the Jungle!

Remind you of anyone? ........................................ (think the walking around naked bit is a bit of a major giveaway)

'BUNGLE
Often described as an annoying six-foot, cross dressing bear, Bungle was always so self righteous, it's amazing that Zippy didn't slap him. However, judging by the ever changing appearance of the bear, it could be assumed that successive ursine do-gooders were dragged in as replacements when things got a little too hot for their predecessors. The perpetual school sneak, Bungle was always first in the queue to blame someone else (normally the Zipmeister) when things went wrong. The Jar-Jar Binks of the Rainbow household, Bungle is probably most famous for wandering around naked by day, only to pull on a pair of blue and white striped jimjams when it was time to climb the wooden ladder to Bedfordshire.
Character Most Likely To: End up amongst the foundations of Heathrow Terminal Five.'
An excerpt taken from ''www.btinternet.com/~acbarrett/bungle.htm''...found when googling the word'' Bungle''.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Raja No 1 has something important to say!


Raja No 1 says : TOE SUCKING : IT'S A LIFE CHOICE!

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Square Foot




Dear Four Eyes,


I would like to present a problem which I'm sure you could solve.

I am a young vibrant 27 year old who works in financial planning, for the Royal Bank of Scotland. I am ripped and am up for anal too just in case anyone was wondering.

Anyway, this is my problem. I've developed a fascination with Dinosaur feet, and was wondering (since this is your area of expertise) if you could point me in the right direction, as to where I can find a replacement? My current Dinosaur has decided to leave me to embark on a new career working at Jurassic Park as a Cabaret singer. It brings a tear to my eye, as I thought it would last forever, but she is in demand and is billed to become one of the world's leading Stegosaurus's. Like 'your' Bungle she is a Vegetarian with a 'sense of adventure', which explains why she left me. Anyway I can't let go of dirty thoughts about her feet, and it looks like I'm in danger of being labelled a 'podophile' by people who know me, as I can't let go of this obsession with women's feet. Do you think long division or calculus could help me kerb my sexual urges, I mean if anyone knows about this it would be you.

Could you help me?

Yours Truly



the ripped 27 year old gemini who works in the Royal Bank Of Scotland, and is a gemini, and my telephone number for abuse can be found by contacting Royal Bank of Scotland and asking for the pleb. Anal proposals always welcome.






Reply by Four Eyes


Dear Mr Anal,


I am extremely moved and perturbed by your problem. As you may already know, a problem shared is a problem solved and I hope and pray that my response can slightly help to overcome the pain and anguish you must be feeling at this very 'tender' time of your life.


As a convicted 'podophile' myself, I would first like to congratulate you on your bravery in sending me this post. It's not easy admitting to 'podophilia' in this day and age, as people think that we are dirty and deviant, and to put it lightly 'scum'. I would like to say that a person's sexual orientation should in no way define a man, and in no way does wanting to have sex with a womans feet make us less as men, or even human beings. Not only is this view 'old fashioned' it is highly offesive and to put it bluntly wrong. We are simply satisfying one of the earliest human rights given to man by our forefathers who struggled for years for the right to toe suck to our hearts content. Only now after years of bitter bondage and struggle can we toe suck in glee, and admire the female foot in it's most potent form. I must say, as a self confessed and self convicted 'podophile' myself, I always feel a rush of excitement every time I get some Wensleydale Foot amongst my facial orifice, and can say I feel very 'spiritual' because I'm just 'that type' of guy. As 'podophiles' we must 'value' ourselves and our 'podophile' tendancies, which come in a vareity of different sizes. I feel that your sexual orientation is not simply something to do after work, but actually something higher which defines who we are as people of the 'podophile' nature. It is not sexual deviancy, but to me a statement to the world about who I am as a person, and what I stand for. You know those awe inspiring, all encompassing principles that help us through dark days. That's what 'podophilia' is to me, it's more than just toe sucking, it's a life choice.


TOE SUCKING : IT'S A LIFE CHOICE


Anyway, please forgive, it's been hard since Bungle left, as she usually did all the Social Activism stuff, but since she's gone it's been tough, and I can't seem to answer the question properly. So now I have to fill that void, and well since I feel so passionately about toe sucking, I thought maybe I can give that a try, maybe sell a few T Shirts. I think I started copying again, I mean if shaherazaad can eat her feet, why can't we? Let's copy that too!


In answer to your question about where to go with your Toe sucking sexual urges, why don't you begin with a trip to the local foot doctor, Chiropodist, or Podiatrist. Foot Sex is now seen as giving you social acceptance and qudos, and is the latest trend hitting the streets. If you're too scared to venture to the local Chiropodist, why not try renting out a film like 'My left foot' starring Daniel Day Lewis, in the privacy of your own home, and decide if you really do feel the love? If that doesn't help you can buy a special calculater which converts inches into feet, and like me do some long division to clam you down, and perhaps curb those sexual urges. Although this is a preliminary measure, please do not think in any way I am encouraging you to be ashamed of your condition. This is not an illness, and as a convicted 'podaphile' you should be proud of what you are and what you do. I'm merely suggesting these methods to test the waters. So I suggest you buy a calculater which always converts inches into feet, and begin your long division when times are tough.



Always works for me.


Yours Truly,



Four Eyes, Raja No1. The world's most formidabble stalker and self convicted 'podophile'.




Tuesday, October 21, 2008

ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY*







ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY*
ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY * ADIL RAY*
(Just a little something to add to the world wide web, courtesy of Shaherazaad, did I mention that the Monkey's name was ADIL RAY? Hmm... well if you haven't already noticed the monkey above is aptly titled ADIL RAY. Once again his name is ADIL RAY)

Wednesday, September 24, 2008







Dearest Shazad, i lOVE YOU, LOOK AT THE BALOON, IT FOR YOU. (Do you like the wording, very T.P just like me on the inside)
In the colour of all respective T.P's Red. Their favourite colour after Green, the colour of Pakistan and Alum Rock. We especially love this combination in plastic flowers.
(notice how even though this is a poem for my new found love, my picture takes centre stage, and you and your cronies are stuffed in the top right hand corner, just something to ponder on the type of person I am. Anyway, on to my Shakespearean style sonnets..............................................................................................................You know I just love poetry, I'm a really poetic person, as you can see by my poem contents below)
(but don't forget my first love will always be stalking, hence the name Stalker No1)



Ode to Shazad (I wish your name was Shagad)


I love you, I love You.
Dearest Shazad,
When you asked me about my Bowling Tally,
I really wanted to take you to the bowling alley,
In your Man ears I would mumble,
That it;s your penis I want to fondle.
We can go to my house,
I'm a man and not a mouse,
I'll rub you down in the shower,
I'm so posh it's not bucket and jug it's 100% power,
I'll make you think your really cute,
So you don't notice I'm the size of a 4 inch newt,
and when you notice the truth,
I'll quickly give you the boot,
I'll call you back to clean my house,
Because I told you once I'm a real man and not a mouse,
I'm so predictable i'll even warn you before I pounce.
You'll get fed up of my tricks and games,
Then I'll get sneaky and start calling you names,
I make myself feel better by presenting with a bunch of kids,
That way they think I'm a real radio whiz,
I'll tell you your a big fat joke,
When really I can't get through the day without hoards of coke,
I will never stop calling you names
Because it gives me lots of fame
Then everybody knows my name
I don't know when to fucking shut my trap
Everyone knows I'm a big pile of crap
And really I'm the world's biggest Sap
And why exactly am I getting people back?
When it's me who needs a fucking whack?
Is it because there's something I really lack?
Don't you think I look like a Giant Ant? Don't you think I look like a Giant Ant? Don't you think I look like a Giant Ant? Oh Shazad I really want to get into your pants!
Love from Stalker No1

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Monkey Business : I'm Back!!







Hello Everybody!


(A selection of family snaps taken at the Monkey Zoo, starring Uncle Manzoor the 1987th catching bananas, Aunty Gazamphar playing Ball and of course me and Mummy. Sadly we are missing Bungle, but i have made a new friend now,who reminds me of Bungle who I'll tell you tales about in the future)

Guess who everybody? Yes it's me Stalker No1, the best Stalker in town! Stalking 4U 4ever!! aka Pleb No 1, and Mummy's personal favourite Raja No1, as it reminds her of my real name which is : Mohammad Raja Adil Choudery Rahman the 597th.

Yippee!!!Whilst a recent trip to the local Zoo, I saw my great Uncle Manzoor swinging away at the Monkey Bars once again! It was soo nice, you know how close we are, with our family, I mean just look at our family business name the 'ahem'...House of Choudery! As you can see our business name shows real 'class' and 'panache'. The french fashion houses better watch out!
At the Zoo I threw a few bananas to Uncle and Aunty's way, as my uncle Manzoor is a vegetarian and it is extremely eco-freindly and highly bio-dregradable to eat only lentils. Yes it's true really, I mean I don't know the ins and outs but Bungle said that vegetarian shit is the best kind, and because she said it well then it must be true. Even my Uncle's shit is eco-friendly, which reminds me a bit of myself really? Eco friendly shit!!! Yes that's me in a nutshell really. But what about the methane I said Bungle, as the door slammed shut.

Ahh, such a sweet image, my realtives in the Monkey Zoo! In fact it was soo sweet I felt compelled to send you a few family photo's of me, Uncle Manzoor, and Aunty Gazamphar, who had been kindly adopted and shipped in from Dadyal Zoo, Mirpur, Pakistan.
It's so swish round here, I'm so proud they've finally made it to England! Aunty and Uncle couldn't contain their excitement when we came to visit..I could really see the family resemblance when Uncle Manzoor turned round and I saw his skinny little bottom...ahh a chip of the old block. (a very skinny chip, with no salt, baked with a touch of fry light), and when i saw his blood red bottom then i realised that me and Uncle Manzoor are more than just blood relatives. I think Aunty Gazamphar bears a striking resemblance to Bungle don't you think? It brings a tear to my eye when I think of what could have been...all the trees we could have swung from whilst in the throes of not so new love!!
Anyway bye bye, stalking just isn't the same when you don't have Bungle by your side to ignore.
Lots of love
Stalker No 1 or Pleb No 1...we would like the audience to decide, a basically either way I'm a big knob!