I'm jealous that your revolutionaries don't suck like they do here.

I really dig the last two lines. They totally bring it all together.

Why couldn't you? I doubt anyone cares in this case.

Yes this is pretty funny. Pizza always provokes turf wars

Yep. It's teenage angst all right. If you've left those days, why on earth inflict them on us?

I like it; check your typos. Rolling Stone mag did a fascinatingly strange article on Hemingway and his very troubled son; I believe it was the August issue. My favorite line here is "and it is so much more....than destroyed". Keep fleshing, royally.

There's a nice sense of inevitability, but I'm not sure if the simplicity of the verse structure works here.

I like the fact that the first four lines could be some horrible cliched angsty poem, but then it goes off into comic territory at the end.

As a keen cyclist, I quite sympathise with the damp arse problem. The answer is to wear waterproof trousers, but then you look stupid. Oh, and put a plastic bag over your saddle when you leave the bike.

Again, I empathise strongly - yesterday, I was pissed off because The Guardian published the same crossword as the day before, and my lunchtime entertainment was ruined.

Actually, I think 'Don't make me angry / I'll only get mad' is the best part of this poem. Cut away the rest and leave those two lines.

This happens to me all the time. Guitly conscience or something. Anyway, I recognise a fellow sufferer.

Damn, it takes a bit to get a smile out of me at this icky hour, but here I am, grinning. Reminds me of the vegan "commie" anarkids here with Che t-shirts, suede sandals and a new cellphione.

it's things like that that ruin a whole week. Here, have some of my halloween candy.

The other day, I grabbed the last of the veggie pizza by ninja-ing past some chick. I thought she was going to slay me.

The single worst point in my life was when I found out my house had ants, by pouring ant-infested cereal into a bowl. didn't eat cereal for a very long time after.

How dare you mock Frank Skinner the funniest funnyman that ever there was, or is it Bernard Manning? Comedy geni' both.

Get the message, Samuel?

Is this translated from another language?

Well, if you are going to hang out at St Andrews what do you expect? Oxford was much the same. This is very wry.