I read your blog. It’s just great how you have all those opinions and ideas. The people who gave them to you must be so proud.
Saturday, 16 October 2010
Wouldn’t it be the definition of awkward if you pantsed someone at school or whatever and he had like a 14" cock, flaccid, and just stood there staring at you.
And put him in a Santa outfit and make it a Christmas party if you’re working on a comedy treatment for Warner Bros.
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We're still funding Saudi Arabia aren't we... It's the one thing I never find in the headlines or the articles every time the anniversary comes 'round.
Hope fate finds you strong and able, Sed, man...
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Early one morning a hungry Wolf was prowling around a cottage at the edge of a village, when he heard a child crying in the house. Then he heard the Mother’s voice say:
“Hush, child, hush! Stop your crying, or I will give you to the Wolf!”
Surprised but delighted at the prospect of so delicious a meal, the Wolf settled down under an open window, expecting every moment to have the child handed out to him. But though the little one continued to fret, the Wolf waited all day in vain. Then, toward nightfall, he heard the Mother’s voice again as she sat down near the window to sing and rock her baby to sleep.
“There, child, there! The Wolf shall not get you. No, no! Daddy is watching and Daddy will kill him if he should come near!”
Just then the Father came within sight of the home, and the Wolf was barely able to save himself from the Dogs by a clever bit of running.
Take that, subspace.
