It's Tool Time!

It is 2.05am right now and in some parts of the world (the irrational ones) that means that it's time for some construction. Ordinarily I would go and do some contruction too but I lost my construction stuff. Maybe the god-damn Oompa Loompas that just materialised RIGHT OUTSIDE MY FUCKING WINDOW will lend me their's. I better get out there quick-smart cos these crazy fuckers won't be doing their stuff tomorrow during normal hours like normal people. I don't get it, I come home each night at around 10pm and they are nowhere to be seen. And then they just, like, are suddenly there, and then they vanish without a trace the next day even before 6am. So magical. Except for me not being able to sleep cos all I can hear is their gay little purple-digger squirrelling around. Jesus Christ. And check out their hot turquoise ensembles. You know what they would love. They would fucking love it so much if I put my speakers out the window and played the some Venga Boys cos I reckon these guys really like to party. Especially with that big disco-light thing.

And see how there are 3 guys working...well there are 4 guys directing foot-traffic. Seriously, they make a diverting walk-way around the construction and have guys posted along the walkway every 10 metres, and they bow at you when you walk through and walk along with you to the next guy so that you don't get lost. That part is ace.