Monday, 5 March 2007


He went out for the paper.

I went insane.

By the time he got back, I'd wallpapered the house with teabags.

Which was strange as we only drink coffee...


  1. You know, visiting this blog is a bit like stepping into another dimension........or an aromatherupy clinic.

  2. Then did you teabag HIM?

  3. Is teabagging a Rude Thing? If so, please enlighten me!

  4. T-bird: Teabagging is only rude if you don't enjoy bollocks in your mouth or bollocks slapping against your forehead.

    I won't elaborate as this is a family-friendly blog.

    And I'm off to make a nice cuppa.

    wv: ovryz

  5. WENT insane?

    Ond how spooky is this...

    The word veri: klix

    Surely the worst variety of instant coffee ever. One of those Klix machines almost ate my hand once - as I reached to grab the cup, the fucking thing whirred and tried to steal the coffee back again. My wee finger got stuck in the rotating thingy.

  6. And any fool and his mother knew that by 'Ond' I meant 'And'.

  7. *laughs at what's left of Piggys wee finger*

  8. Piggy's wee trotter, you mean.

  9. Thanks MJ! So that's what tea-bagging is, eh? I honestly didn't have a clue.

    I would have thought it had more to do with dangling said bollocks into hot water and infusing it with their flavour.

    Where did that name come from? Tea-baggin = sucking on bollocks... is it something to do with the technique then?

  10. T-bird: I'm gonna try that bollocks tea idea of yours!

  11. Where did your new broom go?

  12. I took it down, MJ. It wasn't quite finished but I'd posted it out of desperation. Then I realised I shouldn't've done it, so I've saved it for another day.

    I mean: It flew off!


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