I know the feelingI don't bother writing about my everyday life as it's a bit samey. This morning I was woken in my lair by my harem of beautiful slave girls, who anointed my carapace with aromatic oils. Then I ate a heretic for breakfast (alive)and now I am back to plotting the destruction of Mars again.
Same old same old hey?
(Same old same old hey?
crab_bloke),
Fri 28 Sep 2001, 6:30,
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god.my breakfast with 18 nubile Visigoths of both sexes, following an all night marathon session (of eating marathons) pales by comparison.
Tis true tho. Tis why i have no blog
(Tis true tho. Tis why i have no blog
pep,
Fri 28 Sep 2001, 6:40,
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spookycoincidence. i had a breakfast of 18 nubile visigoths of both sexes yesterday. thy're quite filling aren't they. i think i prefer ostrogoths with a bit of rosemary.
( crab_bloke),
Fri 28 Sep 2001, 7:00,
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