
His head has rolled the few short miles to BBC Television centre, where Graham Norton has found it. He's called round that John Barleymowman chap out of Shitewood and Alan Sugar and the three of them are playing a game reminiscent of soggy biscuit - furiously masturbating into emvee's upturned skull, whoever fires they're dirty, stinking seed last has to eat the gelatinous brain substance and spunky soup.
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Fri 27 Apr 2007, 12:05,
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the suggestions you choose are always exactly the sort of thing you'd draw anyway, so what's the point?
Anyway, I type my filth suggestions for my, and a handful of others, entertainment. I neither expect you to draw them nor care what you do draw, so please feel free to just ignore them.
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Fri 27 Apr 2007, 12:16,
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Anyway, I type my filth suggestions for my, and a handful of others, entertainment. I neither expect you to draw them nor care what you do draw, so please feel free to just ignore them.