Stecs Page O Stuff
Waaaagh, yibble yibble, the eyes, the eyes, the awful knowing eyes!
- © Stec. Oh Yes It Is.
4th August 2002 : London
Ah. Once more we find
ourselves here. Before we start to frantically search of the Exit, let us ponder
on what has changed since the last incarnation of Steve Hill’s web page? Well,
for a start he is now in gainful employment – this in itself is a quantum leap
from the beer-addled wreck that I first knew as a university student. You see,
folks, this web page was merely his attempt to alleviate boredom in between all
those trips to the pub (and the occasional lecture – we never talked about
those though, since it used to bring Mr Hill out in a cold sweat.) I ought to
point out at this juncture that whilst his personal life has blossomed, the
jokes remain just as bad as ever they were.
It has been my privilege to
introduce the two previous incarnations of this site, and once again (by request
of the author, no less) I have been dragged out of retirement to provide a
suitably silly introductory input. It’s nice to be wanted, innit?
Therefore, in the vain of
my previous attempts at making you leave this site with sanity intact I shall
limit myself to saying, very quietly “Arrrgh!” and passing you a note
(written in genuine words using writing) that says “Run, you fool – run.”
Yes, brace yourselves with
braces, folks of world, for once again you are about to enter the workings of a
mind that would make Dr Frankenstein look like a Sunday school teacher! From the
country that brought you Spike Milligan, The Osbournes, Chips and Penicillin
(not a good list I admit, but we used to have an empire which took up half the
globe and it’s not easy to follow that) we bring you…
Stec's
Page O’ Stuff!!!
(Introduction to conclude with twenty-fart salute by
the Combined Arseholes of the Queens Own Vole Strangling Regiment and a full
chorus of ‘Land of Hope and Glory’ as sung by the massed choir of Mrs Ada
Fumes, 176b Scran Avenue, Hull.)
Steve
Upton
Previous
Site
Introductions
This is my (that is, Stec's, Master Of Something Which I Haven't Quite
Worked Out Yet) page.
If you are offended by this page in any way, you
can go fuck yourself for all I care.
On this page, you will be able to find:


lost
souls have passed through this way since it was put up...
This page was Last updated in the year of two thousand and two on the thirtieth
of July, that's also written 30/7/02 and 7/30/02 depending
on which way you look at it. I suppose it could also be written 02/7/30
and even 02/30/7 and 7/02/30 and 30/02/7 either way, its still the same
day, which is a Tuesday, incase you were wondering.Some eyes :

Disclaimer :- All the material here is a load of bollocks
and should not be taken seriously under any circumstances, unless some
of it is true, in which case it isn't a load of bollocks, just a mere coincidence
and therefore nothing to do with me.