There's more:
'Claypole pinched his nose, but failed not only to leave the room but to escape the rotten moth-eaten stench of Mrs Meaker's minge. Sometimes, he thought to himself, in a sprightly Jesting manner, ..it would be so much better to be able to have a tug....but it just kept slipping through his fingers...the irony, after years of erectile dysfunction in the RADA dressing rooms, upon his demise, only his Claypole remained solid, whilst the remains of his corporeal form managed only a faint trace of physical presence...his only remaining pleasure was alas, not with the myriad of gentlemen friends who had once trod the boards with him, not Noel, nor Kenneth, nor Oscar.... but with the raddled and bloated forms of mortal women....and the occasional tryst with Meaker himself....a sad state of affairs for an actor of his immaculate pedigree.'
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 18 Mar 2011, 14:47, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

I have to admit
I hope you stop this.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Fri 18 Mar 2011, 14:48, Reply)

I agree, it means nothing to me

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Fri 18 Mar 2011, 14:51, Reply)

I know the characters
and still find it shit.

Sorry Monters, but it's just not very good.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Fri 18 Mar 2011, 14:53, Reply)

Bah.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 18 Mar 2011, 15:12, Reply)

humbug anyone?

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Fri 18 Mar 2011, 15:29, Reply)

Start an interesting thread then, please.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 18 Mar 2011, 15:15, Reply)

I like this :)
It's probably what prompted me to do what I just did :D
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Fri 18 Mar 2011, 14:52, Reply)