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foundation student, 25 degree student 26 graduate 29

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i have a (defunct) web comic type deal

and also an art blog/tumblr type deal

and a (dormant) writey blog type deal


most of my stuff looks like this


this



or this


..and then sometimes i'll just go off on one


GREAT B3TAN EVENTD I HAVE LIVED THROUGH!
tribs made this, but i didn't know how to get the html code off his
(not many yet)

this isn't anything to do with me, but it is good, so go here:


Recent front page messages:

Hello all it's been...possibly years

off we go then.
(Thu 9th Jan 2014, 21:43, More)

:(

was looking up tony hart stuff yesterday for an idea i had, so bit of a strange and sad start to sunday..
(Sun 18th Jan 2009, 14:32, More)

Best answers to questions:

» Real-life slapstick

when i was about 8 or so i "had a go" at treading on a rake to see if it would do what it always did in cartoons
turned out it does.
(Fri 22nd Jan 2010, 14:57, More)

» Famous people I hate

i can't say i really hate any famous person
well, ok, i do, but it's all a bit obvious, people who are genuine utter twats, richard littlejohn, jeremy kyle, melanie phillips, that sort of monstrosity.

my mother on the other hand, hates rob brydon.
yes, the little welsh baratone man of a thousand voices, and not because he's welsh, or baritone, or ginger, or any of the more obvious reasons someone might take against him, but, apparently, because of "something about his face". right, fair enough, does he tend to look smug? grumpy? does he smirk? no, it's because he has a "weird lantern face".
she admits to actually finding what he says quite funny, she likes him if he's on the radio, but on telly, no matter how charming, informtive or witty he is, nothing can quite overshadow his big weird lantern face, sitting there, ruining it for her.

the bastard.
(Thu 4th Feb 2010, 13:43, More)

» Rubbish Towns

Borehamwood
i spent the first 19 years of my life here, a town effectionately refered to by commuters as "boringwood" and by residents as "our shithole". the residents assesment is the more accurate of the two.
highlights include:

the greenfields cafe; located in prime real estate in the centre of town, serving (piss weak) tea, (plastic) cheese sandwhiches, and (cuppa)soup of the day (lighly stirred, as to still contain lumps of powder) served with a bread roll (or a stale burger bun). this is a friendly family run business, and not at all a gang lead front for a coke dealership 'onist guv.

the foundations theatre; or more specifically, the foundations of a theatre, construction on which was halted, persumably when the company involved realised that they were trying to build a theatre in cocking borehamwood. a place where the cinema struggles to stay open.

elstree film studios; so proud of their locale they try and pretend they're somewhere else.

the big brother house; also apparently located in "elstree", when the bb house is too good for you, you're basically fucked.

i could go on (the pub where paul merson was caught snorting coke! ect,) but frankly i'm depressing myself a bit now.
(Thu 29th Oct 2009, 13:11, More)