It still kills me your member number is 666. Damien
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It still kills me your member number is 666. Damien
You don't even know what happened. Chloroform and a rag and oh that Indian hurts more on the way out but hang on I don't remember going the Indian last night etc
I was on Koptalk but I'm not sure I ever really posted and due to the time difference was never in the shoutbox. Ive always hated chatting anyways.
Not sure how I found out about this place as I'm not sure I was enough of a forum entity to be invited. But wandered over in Sept 2006 and started posting more frequently.
Have met a few of you now and hope to meet more the next time I get over that side of the ocean. Class acts the lot of you. Considering you're cunts and all
Not sure how I found out about this place as I'm not sure I was enough of a forum entity to be invited. But wandered over in Sept 2006 and started posting more frequently.
Have met a few of you now and hope to meet more the next time I get over that side of the ocean. Class acts the lot of you. Considering you're cunts and all
I gave Sean a book too. But I neither wrote nor signed it.
He didn't really bother me until he walked into our bedroom in the morning to say hello. Not like well hellllloooooo either. Just good morning and can I go downstairs. Er...get the fuck out and yeh, you're not 9.
I cherished it Gene X
Oh fucking hell, that is ace
Hahahaha.
It is hard to know what the etiquette is when you've ended up staying in someone else's house for the first time after a night out, but wandering uninvited into their bedroom is pretty fucking obviously a no go!
In the interests of honesty, I did go onto Woland's room when I stayed there, but his wife wasn't in the room, & we'd have been late getting to the match if he hadn't have woken up.
Bring back that Semolina Lipton bloke I say.
I read Bunnyman's book too.
It was about this dude that hid in people's houses he'd been invited to for years and years. He'd be whacking off in the bathroom cabinet while you were having a shower, living on toothpaste and toenails.
It's funny no-one has heard from him since that night at Sean's.
It was about this dude that hid in people's houses he'd been invited to for years and years. He'd be whacking off in the bathroom cabinet while you were having a shower, living on toothpaste and toenails.
It's funny no-one has heard from him since that night at Sean's.
Hated that twat
How did you wake him up though? Finger or cock slap to the face?
Both, of course.
Hahaha. Good work.
I got sent a book (signed) by a 6cm er. It was for my Dad.
It is one of the few books I have ever given my beloved and wonderful Father to read, that he hasn't returned with the words 'a bit heavy' or 'bloody weird'
Although in his defence I have usually given him books that I know will horrify and confuse him, and he also knows this
I still have my ancient copy of 'Blood Meridian' ("you'll love it, it's about Cowboys!") that I lent him on one of his annual summer jaunts around Ireland
His bookmark is still in it where he gave up on page 132, just as Judge Holden exhorts his companions to make gunpowder by pissing all over some mud, as a tribe of Indian savages attack them, only to get brutally slaughtered in a hail of urine-powered lead
He really should have stuck with it
It is one of the few books I have ever given my beloved and wonderful Father to read, that he hasn't returned with the words 'a bit heavy' or 'bloody weird'
Although in his defence I have usually given him books that I know will horrify and confuse him, and he also knows this
I still have my ancient copy of 'Blood Meridian' ("you'll love it, it's about Cowboys!") that I lent him on one of his annual summer jaunts around Ireland
His bookmark is still in it where he gave up on page 132, just as Judge Holden exhorts his companions to make gunpowder by pissing all over some mud, as a tribe of Indian savages attack them, only to get brutally slaughtered in a hail of urine-powered lead
He really should have stuck with it
Ahahahahahaha!
I deffo dropped him off at Lime Street. I think.
Mate we've got a Labrador. If someone is eating in this house he'd know about it. He could sniff out a Malted Milk from three miles away the greedy bastard
Well he did wake me up at 5 am last week to let him out to be sick. And I blamed him raiding the food waste bin
He's beyond us all now. Block 305 mofo
I meant more like the way he was in oncey but you might be on to something
Don't get me started on The Thing
I'm sure I ruined a thread on here years ago about how annoying I found the mechanics of The Thing and how it reproduced, and a lack of logical/ biological consistency
Is it a fucking dog? Does it replicate whatever host it is in? Why does it then turn all gigantic mutant? It makes no sense
I've done it again
I'm sure I ruined a thread on here years ago about how annoying I found the mechanics of The Thing and how it reproduced, and a lack of logical/ biological consistency
Is it a fucking dog? Does it replicate whatever host it is in? Why does it then turn all gigantic mutant? It makes no sense
I've done it again
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