an awful lot of talk of death here. remember you only get one go at it,may as well enjoy it,f*ck up and all
this time tommorow it will be ten past twelve.i really need to get rid of some of my timepeices
if you could see yourself as a swashbuckler from history who would it be?was going to say robin hood,but i would get bored of forest dwelling ,and womens hosiery really aint my thing.so id settle for a reasonably infamous highway man who didnt end up dangling
or at least something worth reading,cmon ye must know a good yarn
i could have played for the arsenal.anyone else sometimes feel they have missed what they should be doing?
sounds really futuristic dosn't it.should we not be commuting by teleportation,have robots to clean the house,cook the dinner,mow the lawn, wash us and all the other mundane things.should we not all be hollidaying on some far flung planet and moaning about their prices.maybe next year
been told that my left eyebrow is the spitting image of martin scorsese's.what body part have you that resembles someone famous?
then he changed it to engelbert humperdinck.was he having a laugh?
next year,i mean whats the rush,...........................................................?
next year,i mean whats the rush,...........................................................?
we all have one tucked away somewhere,you know the point n paint,the multi purpose handle grip,and my own fav the shower foot cleaner.the kind of stuff ya see and you gotta have.so hears to the budding scientists and engineers who failed their exams but dedicate their lives to make ours simpler
in between sociables leave your festive rants here,due back down the pub in an hour so for everyone heading for xmas parties leave the hatred here,saves red faces in january.it makes sense get it outta ye.we wont tell nobody!