Last of the night...
( Chrico ... consonant... consonant... and a vowel please, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:25, archived)

well...
i think it's very nice :)
( GrandmaOfShoes and thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:26, archived)

Hahahahaha
rain shit. Thats more befitting of pond...sorry westlife
( Shuya Nanahara Sayonara, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:29, archived)

I'm not familiar with their songs
I had them surgically removed from my brain.

So which song is it?

( Flowerpot Voodoo stick and shark's fin, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:30, archived)

YOU JUST WANT MY BODY

( GrandmaOfShoes and thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:32, archived)

yeah but apart from the obvious
Which song is it? :)

( Flowerpot Voodoo stick and shark's fin, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:34, archived)

i wouldn't know

( GrandmaOfShoes and thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:35, archived)

Possibly
flying without wings.

Quite honestly, I was just in need of a punchline, and Westlife fell into my brain like a bag of Brussels sprouts into a bowl of soup.

I've been awake too long
( Chrico ... consonant... consonant... and a vowel please, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:35, archived)

aah OK
Just checking that it didn't fly over my head :)

( Flowerpot Voodoo stick and shark's fin, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:41, archived)

That's a rather picturesque simile, you've wroght.

( Syncubus shalom, bitches! [GMT-5], Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:44, archived)

Me and similes
go together like a block of Boursin and a chainsaw - not particularly well, and you've got to clean the mess up afterwards.
( Chrico ... consonant... consonant... and a vowel please, Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:49, archived)

For some reason
it reminded me of reading about a child who, rather unsuccessfully, tried to hide his broccoli in a glass of milk.
( Syncubus shalom, bitches! [GMT-5], Sat 11 Dec 2004, 22:54, archived)