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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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and was presented with a banner from some site advertising pictures of Daniel Whatsisname from Harry Potter in the buff, because he'd been starring in Equus, a role which requires him to get his cock out on stage, apparently.
Now, I'm not gay, and really have no desire to see Harry P's knob, so I didn't click on this. But I remember reading about the play at the time and finding out he was only 17. So, isn't taking and ofering nudey pics of him illegal then? Were it Emma Watson, for example, there would been an outcry from the Daily Mail crowd.
Just saying, like.
So, what did you have for breakfast today?
*akin to a walk through Soho.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 8:36, 67 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
a cup of tea and a couple of smokes.
I think it is explicit or sexual pictures, but apparently a mans upper torso doesn't count
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 8:38, Reply)
I think they were offering pictures of him nude, including cock.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 8:45, Reply)
when I was little because I wouldn't eat it with them in. Dried fruit in the Devil's rabbit's arse-fruit. Except dried banana and apple.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:04, Reply)
sitting in bed chilling out, which is a damn sight better than being stuck at work!
Happy b3taday btw
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:15, Reply)
and I claim my badly-timed reissue of 'The Kids Are Alright'.
Also, breakfast is for quitters.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 8:54, Reply)
Monty is fast becoming my personal target of worrying idolatry. I'm even with him on the breakfast, but only because I'm on a diet and am stuck with fucking muesli bars until I hit 80 kilos
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:02, Reply)
that you truely start to achieve Monty's level of greatness.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:06, Reply)
So I'm told
*whistles*
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:17, Reply)
Low in calories and fills you up till lunchtime. Also low GI which means it slowly releases energy.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:07, Reply)
Unless it's swimming in sugar. Thank you for the thought though :-)
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:13, Reply)
I know its a Merkin film but Thora Birch was only 16 when she got her paps out in American Beauty. Making any Merkins who watched it nothing more than filthy Paedos. Us Brits are still ok though.
*edit* I haven't had any breakfast, spare a thought for those less fortunate than you that didn't have time to eat this morning.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 8:56, Reply)
But these are photos taken of a live performance. And wasn't there some hassle a few years ago, when magazines and newspapers had to destroy 'glamour' photos of girls aged 16 and 17 because the law was changed to say that they had to be 18 before they could pose with their tits out?
Edit - if you didn't have time to eat, it's your own fault for not getting up 10 minutes earlier!
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 8:59, Reply)
And I was worried about her so didn't get a chance to eat.
I think its the same rules. Him walking around with his cock out isn't exactly glamour photography. I think its the difference between art and porn and if its created to titillate
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:08, Reply)
I thought of that too, but wasn't going to argue...you wouldn't believe that my cock is huge anyway.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 11:16, Reply)
Spunkus erectum!
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 8:59, Reply)
who wrote Harry Potter porn when he was bored at work. It was quite creative. Unfortunately it was set some time after Goblet of Fire, so it was definitely underage Wizard porn. I bet he saw Equus
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:04, Reply)
not one, but two!
But I have yet to make a coffee so I'm not very awake yet.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:07, Reply)
It saves me spending money I don't have when I get to work. it consisted of toast and 'butter' and a slice of stress, no, make that 4 slices of stress.
I had to hold the cats bowl while he ate his food as he has a lampshade collar on. The other cat wouldn't fuck off, so it made it a lot more hassle. Then there was no butter for my toast, so I had toast with the last scraping of butter I could extract from the battered foil.
I decided to get the bus as the train has been late, or half the size it normally is for the past few days. This gave us all Alton Tower style thrills as we tried to crush onto a Mumbai Train Simulator. I ended up with my face mere inches from a fabulous set of pink globes, too close to look I may add, which was no good. Still, excellent weather for frotting! Anyway, the bus was fucking slow, bumpy and late, like it normally is. The 200 yard stretch that houses 7 sets of traffic lights saw to that.
Arrived in work, late, again, to be told about a meeting regarding my workload and how they plan to increase it, as they feel I don't have enough to do. I want to stand up and walk the fuck out of here, but my wife would kick my irresponsible balls till they resembled pork medallions.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:11, Reply)
some with marmite, some with mum's homemade marmalade
and a smoothie, made by my own fair hands
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:12, Reply)
that'd be delicious
it was apple, mandarin, melon and grape, and apple juice
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:26, Reply)
Whan say "melon" without sniggering, more to the point
Hehehehe
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:30, Reply)
Frozen fruit cocktail?
Am gon' gets me sum o' that.
Wonder if Tesco do them...
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:32, Reply)
added the juice and used the hand-blender on it.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:42, Reply)
Congratulations for being the first person to actually make me giggle uncontrollably like a schoolgirl to the derision of my workmates today
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:51, Reply)
I think that's what people are shouting wherever he goes, anyway.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 11:11, Reply)
Remembered snippets of a phonecall.
A Hall's Mentholyptus.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:16, Reply)
Almost as nutricious as a model's breakfast.....ciggie and a coffee.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:23, Reply)
But I'm stuck on the counter and I'm at least an hour away from food.
And I'm starting to sober up but can still only remember snippets of the latter half of the evening.
THIS is why I don't go out any more.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:27, Reply)
with Reggae Reggae Tomato Ketchup. And a cup of tea.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:33, Reply)
Just so that I can hear music critics describing Reggae Reggae Reggae.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 10:08, Reply)
My brain hurts just thinking about it
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 10:09, Reply)
Dreadlocks out the back of the Stig's helmet
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 10:17, Reply)
TO be honest, his pubes had been fluffed up so much you couldn't really see anything. Either that, or he just has a small winkle...
Corn flakes. Which I managed to spakkily upend over the table.
(, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 9:47, Reply)
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