Avoiding the jizz dripping from the ceiling, I'll get back to the original post, and answer with a very clear, no, he wouldn't and he obviously isn't worth it.
* slips around in all the jizm attempting to get to Comments Box *
Qenny, Frobi & Merkin: No, he's not really worth it but I would (even without the Barcardi Breezers - Yuk!) when feeling particularly miserable. Like this last night and morning, for instance. Feeling miserable, that is, not 'giving my self to him'. Anyway, all better now : )
I would never call you (and Fuckkit) thick. Not to your faces (that was so nearly faeces - I certainly wouldn't talk to that)anyway : )
To tell the truth, those lines popped into my head last night before I went to sleep. When I woke up this morning they were still there so I imprisoned them in the Demon Box.
It's a funny thing poetry. A friend of mine, who isn't stupid but not particularily bright, had a eulogy pop into his head for his recently departed sister. I didn't really get it but, like yours, it sounded good. Better than Dylan Thomas, I thought.
Spike I know what you mean. A couple of nights ago, Biker Girl and I were with a lady, bemoaning her ex, who was now dating someone she shared her house with. This isn't something I suffer from. I have this weird kind of emotional adaptabality, whereby, I move on very quickly. No regrets, no hard feelings. I think it's part of my secret of happiness.
Man man that was like, moving ;-) Hello treacle, just swooped by to say hello. I feel I may have caught you having a moment... It is rather beautiful thou.
Tickers: Here I am! I was just about to comment when you popped up, so to speak : ) 12 hour shifts? Are you mad?! 7 hrs 24 mins is my allotted time for the day with half an hour travelling each way. It's just indecisive, procrastinating laziness that stops me from posting/commenting. Thanks for the compliments re commenting - I'm taking "Fuckin' A" as a good thing (as per Fuckkit & Shifty).
Spike: I like that law, only because he'd probably still be gorgeous and sexy - bastard! Actually, he'd still be short. And old!
M'Lady: So lovely of you to stop by what with all your very important studying etc. My moment is over now. They are very few and far between, thank goodness. Hope everything's going ok for you.
So Fuckkit, who are you fucking then? I must get my slutty comments under control...
Yes miserable, she even phoned me thismorning to instruct me how to conduct her funeral, then topped off by some poetry by ID, it bring a tear to my eye!
On the other hand i can use her drum kit as much as i like now!
Frobi: I gave Bird Flu a go but didn't like it much. Besides, it's had it's five minutes of fame - I'm waiting for the Summer Collection of Exotic Illnesses to make a showing. Apparently, their catwalk show is quite spectacular...
A life? Ha! I spent yesterday at the Host's parents and today he's going to work - not for long, though. Party this afternoon - Yay! Partial life, I suppose.
I'll get back to the Blogging grindstone on Monday.
I feel like I should say something incredibly deep and thoughtful here but its not even 7.30 yet and my brain is still focused on bacon.
ReplyDeleteI just can't believe you're awake!
ReplyDeleteBollocks! I don't do poetry. Goes straight over my head. A bit like the money shots in the gay porn I did in the early '70's as a poor student.
ReplyDeleteNeither can I. I didn't realise there were two 7.30s in a day.
ReplyDeleteMmm...bacon...
ReplyDeleteTickers, I think your money shot went right over the heads of Fuckkit & Spike.
ReplyDeleteI'll get a damp cloth to wipe the ceiling down...
Avoiding the jizz dripping from the ceiling, I'll get back to the original post, and answer with a very clear, no, he wouldn't and he obviously isn't worth it.
ReplyDeleteYes, I think IDV would give himself to him. Especially after a few Bacardi Breezers.
ReplyDeleteOh that's what it is. I thought it was hand cream.
ReplyDelete*throws up in bin for third time today*
Lots of proteins in "baby batter" so choke it down Fuckkit.
ReplyDeleteThat's deep, man. The money shots, I mean, not the poem...
ReplyDeleteWho is he, then?
* slips around in all the jizm attempting to get to Comments Box *
ReplyDeleteQenny, Frobi & Merkin: No, he's not really worth it but I would (even without the Barcardi Breezers - Yuk!) when feeling particularly miserable. Like this last night and morning, for instance. Feeling miserable, that is, not 'giving my self to him'. Anyway, all better now : )
Fuckkit: At least you got to the bin. Bravo!
Oh, I forgot - sorry Merkin: He's an ex from a couple of years ago.
ReplyDeleteAre Fuckkit and I just thick? Everyone else seems to follow it OK.
ReplyDeleteI would never call you (and Fuckkit) thick. Not to your faces (that was so nearly faeces - I certainly wouldn't talk to that)anyway : )
ReplyDeleteTo tell the truth, those lines popped into my head last night before I went to sleep. When I woke up this morning they were still there so I imprisoned them in the Demon Box.
They seem a bit poncey, now.
It's a funny thing poetry. A friend of mine, who isn't stupid but not particularily bright, had a eulogy pop into his head for his recently departed sister. I didn't really get it but, like yours, it sounded good. Better than Dylan Thomas, I thought.
ReplyDeleteI love your comments btw, most of them are fucking A. ( whatever that means )
ReplyDeleteTickers you filthy beast, no-one is better than Dylan Thomas. Except maybe Ogden Nash.
ReplyDeleteHe's an ex from a couple of years ago.
Nuff said. There oughta be a law where they have to stay away for 10 years or until they get fat or you're at the WTF Did I Ever See In Him/Her stage.
I'm not fucking A.
ReplyDeleteWhoever A is anyway.
Spike I know what you mean. A couple of nights ago, Biker Girl and I were with a lady, bemoaning her ex, who was now dating someone she shared her house with.
ReplyDeleteThis isn't something I suffer from. I have this weird kind of emotional adaptabality, whereby, I move on very quickly. No regrets, no hard feelings. I think it's part of my secret of happiness.
Fuckkit IDV's comments are, Sluts!
Man man that was like, moving ;-)
ReplyDeleteHello treacle, just swooped by to say hello. I feel I may have caught you having a moment...
It is rather beautiful thou.
Recon IDV's on 12 hour shifts with four hours travelling time.
ReplyDeleteTickers: Here I am! I was just about to comment when you popped up, so to speak : ) 12 hour shifts? Are you mad?! 7 hrs 24 mins is my allotted time for the day with half an hour travelling each way. It's just indecisive, procrastinating laziness that stops me from posting/commenting. Thanks for the compliments re commenting - I'm taking "Fuckin' A" as a good thing (as per Fuckkit & Shifty).
ReplyDeleteSpike: I like that law, only because he'd probably still be gorgeous and sexy - bastard! Actually, he'd still be short. And old!
M'Lady: So lovely of you to stop by what with all your very important studying etc. My moment is over now. They are very few and far between, thank goodness. Hope everything's going ok for you.
So Fuckkit, who are you fucking then? I must get my slutty comments under control...
Wow, you should be a rap artist and kick eminems butt!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds nice! It looks quite pert...
ReplyDeleteOh. Kick. Thought you said something else...
Ickle_bro- We're sorry to hear about Funny Thing. You must be devistated.
ReplyDeleteYes miserable, she even phoned me thismorning to instruct me how to conduct her funeral, then topped off by some poetry by ID, it bring a tear to my eye!
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand i can use her drum kit as much as i like now!
Are you ok IDV? i heard about the outbreak of bird flu in Norfolk.
ReplyDelete*could explain the last few posts*
Actually, he'd still be short. And old!
ReplyDeleteHa! Serves him right.
One of mine went bald and I take out the bald photo (smuggled by a sympathetic fiend) and have a smirk every now and then.
Spike, It all makes sense now. I thought Ogden Nash was your ex.
ReplyDeleteFrobi: I gave Bird Flu a go but didn't like it much. Besides, it's had it's five minutes of fame - I'm waiting for the Summer Collection of Exotic Illnesses to make a showing. Apparently, their catwalk show is quite spectacular...
ReplyDeleteLet me see. It's the weekend and you're not active, seems like you have a life.
ReplyDeleteA life? Ha! I spent yesterday at the Host's parents and today he's going to work - not for long, though. Party this afternoon - Yay! Partial life, I suppose.
ReplyDeleteI'll get back to the Blogging grindstone on Monday.