Sunday, December 30, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
kinky
squashed between two snoring men you soon realize that what for a moment seemed like an advantageous position to find yourself in...
Sunday, December 09, 2007
mountain goats
we missed emmy the great, but the mountain goats more than made up for it. i'll make it though this year if it kills me alright.
a proposal
the last time i saw mr hinson he was pretty grumpy. wearing a back support. lonely as a goat. not the cheeriest cookie in the jar.
last night mr hinson seemed unusually chirpy as he sung us his songs and told us all about miss ashley.
and just when i thought he was being a bit of a twit by referring to his inevitable encore when he said "this is the last song, but we'll see what happens next..." well he proves me completely wrong by getting miss ashley on stage, going down on one knee and asking her to marry him. there and then.
and after much applause they quietly went off stage holding each other.
last night mr hinson seemed unusually chirpy as he sung us his songs and told us all about miss ashley.
and just when i thought he was being a bit of a twit by referring to his inevitable encore when he said "this is the last song, but we'll see what happens next..." well he proves me completely wrong by getting miss ashley on stage, going down on one knee and asking her to marry him. there and then.
and after much applause they quietly went off stage holding each other.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
lessons
ok, so you don't need to teach anybody any lessons, but how easy do you find it to keep your knowledge to yourself? eh? eh? ahhhhh, see. ain't easy. shhhhhhhh
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
the fucking hand of destiny
this is the way it works. the hand is covered in gold rings. it's a clumsy hand. well intentioned, for sure, but nevertheless. the hand decides to pick someone at random. and off it goes, shakily approaching its subject. rings clinking away. and bam! just when it means to lightly caress the chosen one's shoulder... a dog barks in the distance, the hand is startled and someone somewhere get a slap right across the face and it will take a full twenty years at least to recover from the shock. the fucking hand of destiny.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
burden
the man in the rickshaw is carrying:
two girls
six pints of beer
one broken heart
one frozen heart
four earth shattering legs
one extra wallet - misguided
enough hopes to fill the universe
curls
at least two cheesy pick up lines
three smiles
a bundle of insecurities
a couple of lies - unconscious
giggles
two girls
six pints of beer
one broken heart
one frozen heart
four earth shattering legs
one extra wallet - misguided
enough hopes to fill the universe
curls
at least two cheesy pick up lines
three smiles
a bundle of insecurities
a couple of lies - unconscious
giggles
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