This book changed my life
The Goat writes, "Some books have made a huge impact on my life." It's true. It wasn't until the b3ta mods read the Flashman novels that we changed from mild-mannered computer operators into heavily-whiskered copulators, poltroons and all round bastards in a well-known cavalry regiment.
What books have changed the way you think, the way you live, or just gave you a rollicking good time?
Friendly hint: A bit of background rather than just a bunch of book titles would make your stories more readable
( , Thu 15 May 2008, 15:11)
The Goat writes, "Some books have made a huge impact on my life." It's true. It wasn't until the b3ta mods read the Flashman novels that we changed from mild-mannered computer operators into heavily-whiskered copulators, poltroons and all round bastards in a well-known cavalry regiment.
What books have changed the way you think, the way you live, or just gave you a rollicking good time?
Friendly hint: A bit of background rather than just a bunch of book titles would make your stories more readable
( , Thu 15 May 2008, 15:11)
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fluffy
You were a tabby full of love and joy
A furry, loving little boy
You purred and stretched and leaped and slept
I can't even function now you've 'left'
I loved the way you closed your eyes
I loved the way you ate my fries
You gave me love like no one did
And now you're sealed in with a lid
Your grave is pretty, sweet and neat
It's where I like to go and meet
Your furry spirit, purring still
Asleep upon the window sill
Oh, fluffy - I miss you like a lung or eye
I still can't bear to say goodbye
But you are dead and rotting bits
And I'm a bullshit-spouting tit
( , Tue 20 May 2008, 13:20, Reply)
You were a tabby full of love and joy
A furry, loving little boy
You purred and stretched and leaped and slept
I can't even function now you've 'left'
I loved the way you closed your eyes
I loved the way you ate my fries
You gave me love like no one did
And now you're sealed in with a lid
Your grave is pretty, sweet and neat
It's where I like to go and meet
Your furry spirit, purring still
Asleep upon the window sill
Oh, fluffy - I miss you like a lung or eye
I still can't bear to say goodbye
But you are dead and rotting bits
And I'm a bullshit-spouting tit
( , Tue 20 May 2008, 13:20, Reply)
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