The OnosecondWired magazine once defined the 'onosecond' as the time between hitting 'send' and realising that you really didn't mean to send that to your granny.
What inappropriate email/text/photo have you sent to wrong people? Are they speaking to you any more?
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chthonic, Thu 26 May 2005, 10:15)
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I oncewalked passed a girl in the street who had a lovely pair of norks. So i innocently thought to myself how much i'd like to place myself amongst them and have a swift rummage.
Next thing my head is on the receiving end of a handbag being swung at speed. - Turns out shes bloody telepathic.
Then, before i can stop myself i suddenly imagine myself 'going downstairs' and having a hearty jostle with her dangly ham; then before i know it i've had the sharp end of a high heeled shoe rammed up my arse.
Fucking alien mekon bitch.
note: above story maybe a tad false
(, Thu 26 May 2005, 16:26, Reply)
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