Relief
Last week, I thought we'd run over and killed something. After steeling myself to get out and find the body of somebody's beloved pet, I found we'd squished a bin bag. When has something turned out not as grim as you first thought?
( , Thu 20 Dec 2012, 12:38)
Last week, I thought we'd run over and killed something. After steeling myself to get out and find the body of somebody's beloved pet, I found we'd squished a bin bag. When has something turned out not as grim as you first thought?
( , Thu 20 Dec 2012, 12:38)
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How their socks reeked, because they'd been on for days
But still they stared at their screens, all in a daze
( , Mon 24 Dec 2012, 4:04, 1 reply)
But still they stared at their screens, all in a daze
( , Mon 24 Dec 2012, 4:04, 1 reply)
Boxes of 'Rustlers' festooned round their beds
Visions of 'Warhammer' dance through their heads.
Semen-caked tissues around them like snow
And the wheeze of 'sne sne' rather than 'ho ho ho'.
( , Mon 24 Dec 2012, 8:15, closed)
Visions of 'Warhammer' dance through their heads.
Semen-caked tissues around them like snow
And the wheeze of 'sne sne' rather than 'ho ho ho'.
( , Mon 24 Dec 2012, 8:15, closed)
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