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The Frankly superb genius Happy Toast zombified tranny me! Man he's damned good you know!
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i have site...it is full of stuff
mushybees
i have a blog...it is full of swear
tumescent with rage
drunkard-geek-drawer of things.
Here's what I been done listenin' to this past week...
The Frankly superb genius Happy Toast zombified tranny me! Man he's damned good you know!
Recent front page messages:
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» Stuff You've Overheard
Odd Yorkshiremen!
In a pub toilet in Huddersfield years ago, when two men approaching pensionable age walk in.
They're totally silent for ages until one of them booms out,
"You can tell these lavatories were made between 1918 and 1922"
"Why's that then?"
There was a reasonable pause, and the other one said with alarming authority,
"Grouting.......second to none".
Luckily I had weeweed, so i just walked away giggling.
(Thu 10th Jun 2004, 12:04, More)
Odd Yorkshiremen!
In a pub toilet in Huddersfield years ago, when two men approaching pensionable age walk in.
They're totally silent for ages until one of them booms out,
"You can tell these lavatories were made between 1918 and 1922"
"Why's that then?"
There was a reasonable pause, and the other one said with alarming authority,
"Grouting.......second to none".
Luckily I had weeweed, so i just walked away giggling.
(Thu 10th Jun 2004, 12:04, More)
» Impromptu Games You Play
Sieze the goth!
Everytime myself and Miss Daisy Mae go to London, you can be sure as mustard a fine game of sieze the goth's on the cards. Basically the aim of the game is to touch as many goth types as possible whilst within the confines of That London. Extra points are awarded for running across busy streets to subtley touch a group of said gothics without them knowing. Also there is a sliding scale of gothicness which improves your score, cyber and uber goths scoring more that a fat kid in a korn hoodies with eyeliner on for example.
(Mon 29th Mar 2004, 16:35, More)
Sieze the goth!
Everytime myself and Miss Daisy Mae go to London, you can be sure as mustard a fine game of sieze the goth's on the cards. Basically the aim of the game is to touch as many goth types as possible whilst within the confines of That London. Extra points are awarded for running across busy streets to subtley touch a group of said gothics without them knowing. Also there is a sliding scale of gothicness which improves your score, cyber and uber goths scoring more that a fat kid in a korn hoodies with eyeliner on for example.
(Mon 29th Mar 2004, 16:35, More)
» Things you've done when you've had no money.
clearasil + coke = cocktail.
that is all
(Fri 8th Oct 2004, 12:20, More)
clearasil + coke = cocktail.
that is all
(Fri 8th Oct 2004, 12:20, More)
» Rock and Roll Stories
"Cocky Back"
We played in London one time (the powerhaus i think, but can't be sure), and the alleged future of studenty bedroom misery pop, marion, were supporting us. The stage had a curtain at the back of it, right behind the drum riser. Me and a couple of friends who'd come to see us were backstage, partaking of some speed snorted off the filthy floor (Oh those were classy times indeed), when marion started their set. We noticed the curtain, had a peep round, and realised the combination of curtain, drummer's back and friend with what can only be described as a MASSIVE penis, was not a situation to pass up. He spent the whole of the first three songs putting the drummer off by slapping him on his spine with his knob while we cried with laughter.
From then on we always referred to their drummer as cocky back.
(Fri 30th Jun 2006, 12:03, More)
"Cocky Back"
We played in London one time (the powerhaus i think, but can't be sure), and the alleged future of studenty bedroom misery pop, marion, were supporting us. The stage had a curtain at the back of it, right behind the drum riser. Me and a couple of friends who'd come to see us were backstage, partaking of some speed snorted off the filthy floor (Oh those were classy times indeed), when marion started their set. We noticed the curtain, had a peep round, and realised the combination of curtain, drummer's back and friend with what can only be described as a MASSIVE penis, was not a situation to pass up. He spent the whole of the first three songs putting the drummer off by slapping him on his spine with his knob while we cried with laughter.
From then on we always referred to their drummer as cocky back.
(Fri 30th Jun 2006, 12:03, More)
» Cross Dressing
Loads!
and loads and loads!
dirty tranny
I'm with sack the chimp on this one, the b3ta tranny army will rise up and destroy you weaklings!
(Fri 16th Mar 2007, 9:53, More)
Loads!
and loads and loads!
dirty tranny
I'm with sack the chimp on this one, the b3ta tranny army will rise up and destroy you weaklings!
(Fri 16th Mar 2007, 9:53, More)