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Northern filth.
Thanks to FoldsFive for pixelating me, with extra blondeness.
Grrrmachine wrote this for me -
ImNotRightBotheredMe
deserves poetry
So I took the time to make a rhyme to satisfy her cravings.
Un-for-tun-at-ly
my skills lyrically
cannot convey how I should say my level of her praisings.
Eddache wrote me a poem in the style of Fatboy Slim -
I-I-I'm Not Right Bothered Me-Me,
I-I-I'm Not Right Bothered Me-Me,
I-I-I'm I'm I'm Not Not Not,
I-I-I'm Not Right Bothered Me-Me,
*chugg chugg chugg chugg chugg chugg*
I-I-I'm Not Right Bothered Me-Me
Malchick wrote me TWO whole poems -
Oh Rah.
You are a star.
I would like to drive
You like my car.
Oh Rah.
ImNotRightBotheredMe
Doesn'tComeEasily
UnlessYou'reCuddly,
GruffHairyAndManly
ThenSheWillCertainlyBe
QuestionableMorally
Sexy rnuk also wrote for me:
Oh, INRB Me
You invited me round for tea
You made me a nice little vegetable curry
You didn't make it in a hurry
If you had, it might've tasted like slurry
But you didn't, and it tasted nice
Would've been good with a little rice
Oh clever INRB Me
You stopped me from going hungry.
And Flapjack did me this one -
She's sexy and she's curvy
She's smiley and she's pervy
She'll do it in a car or tram
Or in the street in Amsterdam
She really is a proper gem
The lovely INRBM.
The spluffingly gorgeous bumgay that is MCQuirkafleeg made this of me, it's called 'my head is full of clouds & jam'
Enigmatic made this for me:
And Bud Muhnquai made me this:
Grandma of Shoes drew me as a lobster.
MSN is bouncy32 at the hot sort of mail dotty com
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Northern filth.
Thanks to FoldsFive for pixelating me, with extra blondeness.
Grrrmachine wrote this for me -
ImNotRightBotheredMe
deserves poetry
So I took the time to make a rhyme to satisfy her cravings.
Un-for-tun-at-ly
my skills lyrically
cannot convey how I should say my level of her praisings.
Eddache wrote me a poem in the style of Fatboy Slim -
I-I-I'm Not Right Bothered Me-Me,
I-I-I'm Not Right Bothered Me-Me,
I-I-I'm I'm I'm Not Not Not,
I-I-I'm Not Right Bothered Me-Me,
*chugg chugg chugg chugg chugg chugg*
I-I-I'm Not Right Bothered Me-Me
Malchick wrote me TWO whole poems -
Oh Rah.
You are a star.
I would like to drive
You like my car.
Oh Rah.
ImNotRightBotheredMe
Doesn'tComeEasily
UnlessYou'reCuddly,
GruffHairyAndManly
ThenSheWillCertainlyBe
QuestionableMorally
Sexy rnuk also wrote for me:
Oh, INRB Me
You invited me round for tea
You made me a nice little vegetable curry
You didn't make it in a hurry
If you had, it might've tasted like slurry
But you didn't, and it tasted nice
Would've been good with a little rice
Oh clever INRB Me
You stopped me from going hungry.
And Flapjack did me this one -
She's sexy and she's curvy
She's smiley and she's pervy
She'll do it in a car or tram
Or in the street in Amsterdam
She really is a proper gem
The lovely INRBM.
The spluffingly gorgeous bumgay that is MCQuirkafleeg made this of me, it's called 'my head is full of clouds & jam'
Enigmatic made this for me:
And Bud Muhnquai made me this:
Grandma of Shoes drew me as a lobster.
MSN is bouncy32 at the hot sort of mail dotty com
Recent front page messages:
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Best answers to questions:
» I hurt my rude bits
I didn't hurt a rude bit
but the act was rude, & it hurt the area in question.
You know when you swallow something too fast sometimes, it comes out your nose? Yes, it's what you're thinking.
(Thu 13th Jul 2006, 22:30, More)
I didn't hurt a rude bit
but the act was rude, & it hurt the area in question.
You know when you swallow something too fast sometimes, it comes out your nose? Yes, it's what you're thinking.
(Thu 13th Jul 2006, 22:30, More)
» It's not me, it's the drugs talking
I was once so stoned
I ate my way through a packet of prawn cocktail crisps, the whole time tasting salt & vinegar.
The last time I dropped, I just stayed in with my sister. We spent the evening naked in her front room, comparing bits, giving each other oily massages, & brushing each others hair, while repeating 'you're so fucking ace' 8 bazillion times. And then at 6am we went to Rufforth car boot in our pyjamas.
True story.
(Thu 15th Dec 2005, 13:59, More)
I was once so stoned
I ate my way through a packet of prawn cocktail crisps, the whole time tasting salt & vinegar.
The last time I dropped, I just stayed in with my sister. We spent the evening naked in her front room, comparing bits, giving each other oily massages, & brushing each others hair, while repeating 'you're so fucking ace' 8 bazillion times. And then at 6am we went to Rufforth car boot in our pyjamas.
True story.
(Thu 15th Dec 2005, 13:59, More)
» Well, that taught 'em
My sister & I didn't get on as kids,
& when one day she pissed me off too much, I pissed in her bed.
My mum made me sleep in it. I'm not sure who learnt what.
(Tue 1st May 2007, 23:25, More)
My sister & I didn't get on as kids,
& when one day she pissed me off too much, I pissed in her bed.
My mum made me sleep in it. I'm not sure who learnt what.
(Tue 1st May 2007, 23:25, More)
» Spoooky Coincidence
Easter.
The day after Easte, out shopping with my boyfriend in York. We fancied some chocolate, but being tight fisted skinflints, thought we'd wait until the day after Easter & bag twice the amount of chocolate for half the money (yes, we're also fat bastards).
Woolworths. Where else would you go for easter eggs? He went down the chocolate aisle (this has now become an HILARIOUS euphemism), to find no easter eggs. We looked all over, then even split up to scour the shelves. On reconvening, giving each other looks of total disbelief, I said 'Are we in some sort of parrallel Woolworths where Easter doesn't exist?'. He jumped out of his skin & almost literally ran out of the shop. Apparently he had been about to say the exact same thing to me. The mindpiss terrified him. I though it was hugely amusing.
(Sat 10th Feb 2007, 8:57, More)
Easter.
The day after Easte, out shopping with my boyfriend in York. We fancied some chocolate, but being tight fisted skinflints, thought we'd wait until the day after Easter & bag twice the amount of chocolate for half the money (yes, we're also fat bastards).
Woolworths. Where else would you go for easter eggs? He went down the chocolate aisle (this has now become an HILARIOUS euphemism), to find no easter eggs. We looked all over, then even split up to scour the shelves. On reconvening, giving each other looks of total disbelief, I said 'Are we in some sort of parrallel Woolworths where Easter doesn't exist?'. He jumped out of his skin & almost literally ran out of the shop. Apparently he had been about to say the exact same thing to me. The mindpiss terrified him. I though it was hugely amusing.
(Sat 10th Feb 2007, 8:57, More)
» Inappropriate crushes
I quite inappropriately had a crush on
& briefly enjoyed time with a man called Tony.
I was 19, he was 42, married in the year I was born, one of my dad's best mates, & the father of my little sister's best mate.
Although a lot of people were hurt by our selfishness, my lasting memory of the whole experience was waking up after our first night together to find skiddies in his forest green grandad pants, & being horrified when I discovered he would not be fellated.
Older men really are not all that fun.
(Thu 28th Sep 2006, 12:04, More)
I quite inappropriately had a crush on
& briefly enjoyed time with a man called Tony.
I was 19, he was 42, married in the year I was born, one of my dad's best mates, & the father of my little sister's best mate.
Although a lot of people were hurt by our selfishness, my lasting memory of the whole experience was waking up after our first night together to find skiddies in his forest green grandad pants, & being horrified when I discovered he would not be fellated.
Older men really are not all that fun.
(Thu 28th Sep 2006, 12:04, More)