On the just-published Grammy Award Nominations list: (List bloody Smist – stupid wankers!)

Yea !

Well, how bloody lovely for those brown-nosing bastards!

I art again reminded, of course, looking at the Grammy nominations list, how conspicuously bloody absent I hath been from them, for the whole of Thy career! Pricks!

Art it not strange, when I hath been honoured in almost every other conceivable way in the world of Music, that the GRAMMY people think so little of Thy entire life's work? Arrogant, snot-nosed, lame-brained bloody IDIOTS you all are. Well, don’t come running to me, GRAMMY PEOPLE, when you want your obituary written! I will not do it. O, thou art as tedious as a tired horse with STDs! Thou pribbling unwashed knaves!

Why hath I been overlooked? I’ll tell you WHY! Those odiferous swag-bellied barnacles art jealous! Yea, jealous! Jealous of thy creative soul, jealous of thy brilliance, envious of thy diversity, begrudging of thy devoted disciples and covetous of thy fame and fortune! INFIDELS! May thou camels farts always be sloppy and foul and flies follow ye wherever ye may go.

I wouldn’t take thou Grammy Award if thou covered it in tinsel and served it unto thee on a the milky white bums of a thousand virgins!

Stick thy Grammys right up yer unholy arses!

I, Brian the Wise, hereby SMITE YOU ALL! Bastards!

Cheers
Bri the Wi