Sunday, May 29, 2005
I'll take three cowchangs, a butterboy, and a...hmm...elder chastity thanks.
Friday, May 20, 2005
Meek and insignificant - pt. 2
Goddamn door on a train wouldn't open for me the other day.
Oh the curse of being meek and insignificant.
Why am I blighted with such a thing?
Eh? Eh?
Goddamn door on a train wouldn't open for me the other day.
Oh the curse of being meek and insignificant.
Why am I blighted with such a thing?
Eh? Eh?
The Henderfoss
Time to go, sweet flower
Go to the Henderfoss
And be at one with all
At least for now
In the Henderfoss, and all that it entails
Forget me not, sweet flower
For I live for you, and that ain't so bad
The Henderfos awaits...
Time to go, sweet flower
Go to the Henderfoss
And be at one with all
At least for now
In the Henderfoss, and all that it entails
Forget me not, sweet flower
For I live for you, and that ain't so bad
The Henderfos awaits...
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Margo Mangles
Margo Mangles was her name.
Actually her original name was Margo Neeners, but she changed it.
Well, there you go.
Short and to the point I would say!
Margo Mangles was her name.
Actually her original name was Margo Neeners, but she changed it.
Well, there you go.
Short and to the point I would say!
Meek and insignificant
I hate being meek and insignificant.
I am so meek and insignificant that even automatic opening doors ignore me!
Titty-boom!
I hate being meek and insignificant.
I am so meek and insignificant that even automatic opening doors ignore me!
Titty-boom!
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Fundle
Oh fundle, yes it be that and more to the France buttons.
Give it and heave ho fast Maddie for it is be that it is be.
Rooster fats niner crack open a bundle of thin spindles.
Slowly pour the, yes, slowly pour the curds into the long glass thing.
And Dan said it to be that in the finest, the chlorine wafting betwen his toes at the time.
Good on ya Dan! You are all bits and pieces.
Gliding through water like air we did!
Oh fundle, yes it be that and more to the France buttons.
Give it and heave ho fast Maddie for it is be that it is be.
Rooster fats niner crack open a bundle of thin spindles.
Slowly pour the, yes, slowly pour the curds into the long glass thing.
And Dan said it to be that in the finest, the chlorine wafting betwen his toes at the time.
Good on ya Dan! You are all bits and pieces.
Gliding through water like air we did!
Monday, May 02, 2005
Game intense
The game was intense.
The two players eyeing each other trying to predict their next move, their motives, their strengths, and their weaknessess.
Nerves frayed as the game continued on for hours, tempers on the brim, brows in sweat.
Finally an aggressive move prompted spouting and trumpeting on both sides, glaring eyes wild like a tiger.
A tense calm followed as the game persisted, the two players visibly tiring but minds sharp and hungry for victory.
The last move finally came, triumph screamed in sweet release and bloodthirty cries. Defeat cried in anguish and humiliation, sorrow and anger.
They shook hands, muttered gentlemenly banalities of feign respect then left the scene of their glorious battle.
Personally I prefer to sit at home in front of the telly watching a good movie, but each to his own right?
The story concludes here.
The game was intense.
The two players eyeing each other trying to predict their next move, their motives, their strengths, and their weaknessess.
Nerves frayed as the game continued on for hours, tempers on the brim, brows in sweat.
Finally an aggressive move prompted spouting and trumpeting on both sides, glaring eyes wild like a tiger.
A tense calm followed as the game persisted, the two players visibly tiring but minds sharp and hungry for victory.
The last move finally came, triumph screamed in sweet release and bloodthirty cries. Defeat cried in anguish and humiliation, sorrow and anger.
They shook hands, muttered gentlemenly banalities of feign respect then left the scene of their glorious battle.
Personally I prefer to sit at home in front of the telly watching a good movie, but each to his own right?
The story concludes here.
Secret Peter
Secret Peter was like this every since he was a little boy.
In school he insisted the teacher call him 'Mr X', and on sports day for the running race he did his 'stealth run', much to the amusement of his classmates.
As there was no spy course at university he settled for German instead, reckoning he would need it for his espionage activities in the future. However, he never turned up to class fearing it would blow his cover.
After university he tried to get work in various intelligence organisations but was always turned down.
And today? Well, never one to give in, he recently started his own spy business called 'The secret Mr. X'...he figured the Mr. X part 'which kept my true identity hidden' during school was good luck.
As far as I know he has not had a customer yet, but thankfully his rich father looks after him financially.
And this is where I come to my point.
'Wise' people say that if you want something bad enough you will get it.
What a load of cobblers!
Thanks.
Secret Peter was like this every since he was a little boy.
In school he insisted the teacher call him 'Mr X', and on sports day for the running race he did his 'stealth run', much to the amusement of his classmates.
As there was no spy course at university he settled for German instead, reckoning he would need it for his espionage activities in the future. However, he never turned up to class fearing it would blow his cover.
After university he tried to get work in various intelligence organisations but was always turned down.
And today? Well, never one to give in, he recently started his own spy business called 'The secret Mr. X'...he figured the Mr. X part 'which kept my true identity hidden' during school was good luck.
As far as I know he has not had a customer yet, but thankfully his rich father looks after him financially.
And this is where I come to my point.
'Wise' people say that if you want something bad enough you will get it.
What a load of cobblers!
Thanks.
