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twats
- Yes. It takes at least a day. 49 minutes ago
- "Does it take much time to learn the 'wayofthevampire'?" 49 minutes ago
- Twitter, ALWAYS take my advice. 52 minutes ago
Pope Batman
- OMG you guys. Someone didn't come to confession. That's, like, a CRIME. 6 days ago
- @mmrilla That's a pretty dumb wish. Because I, like, fight crime ALL of the times. 1 month ago
- @lilypawz Dude. You got HAM at Easter? FFS. We had fish stew and these crappy buns. I'm'a bring Aquaman to your house next year. 1 month ago
- I mean, it's not like there's no precedent for having a bunch of criminals hanging around at Easter. 1 month ago
- So, for a change this Easter, I suggest we hunt for criminals instead of eggs. 1 month ago
Filthy Edna
- One thing you never do on a hot day is, you never give your arse-crack a good scratching just before serving pie. 3 weeks ago
- Lost my knickers in the rain barrel again. That neighbour boy's been flapping his blinds at me, too. 3 weeks ago
- I was scraping my bunions the other day, and it reminded me of the weekend in Cairo with Boutros Boutros-Ghali. The man had terrible feet. 1 month ago
- I've found that the smaller the pecker, the bigger the pecker-head. 2 months ago
- Suffice it to say, I couldn't look at anything longer than it was wide for a year without hooting the theme from "Hinterland Who's Who". 2 months ago
Author Archives: cenobyte
Contrition
I dreamed of you last night. In the first place, we were at my home in my northern town, in the back yard. I was barefoot, and the grass was itchy and warm beneath my soles. I took you across … Continue reading
Fionnlach
Madeline stops dead in her tracks when she opens the door. The man in the doorway is tall, strong-built, with wire-rim glasses and a shaved head. He carries a case of beer under one arm. Madeline’s mouth is still hanging … Continue reading
I am tired of arguing. I am not interested in hearing opposing points of view. I don’t particularly care about honouring different opinions. This, then, marks the very beginning of the “Old Fart” stage. I’m not the sort of person, … Continue reading
Posted in Everything Else Drawer
8 Comments
Allow Me
Allow me to be quite blunt, and please forgive my language. mevanoff, either sober up and dry out or shut up. Do you even realise how sad it is that the only real communication you have is spamming/trolling a former … Continue reading
Posted in Everything Else Drawer
2 Comments
Seriously, it doesn’t have to be this difficult
I heard something in passing a few days ago that I didn’t think much of at the time, but the more I thought about it, the more it festered. I heard someone say that women are not permitted to participate … Continue reading
Posted in Just Wrong, piss in your eye, Rants
Tagged equal rights, everyone is the same, poop in my cornflakes, Rants
20 Comments
Still Learning
It’s important to keep learning things. Whether those things are new routines or sub-routines, or new choreography, or reading new books, I don’t think it’s the *what* that matters. I think it’s the *doing* that matters. This is important. I … Continue reading
Posted in Everything Else Drawer
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The Mission
I like to learn things about the place I’m in when I’m travelling. I like to learn a little about its history, its culture. I like to mix business with pleasure when I have to travel for work (but where … Continue reading
Conflict
When faced with the decision “Do I delete this comment because it’s meaningless”? I always choose not to do so. The only comments I ever delete are ones I don’t approve in the first place because they are spamalicious. But, … Continue reading
Posted in Everything Else Drawer
3 Comments
O Lamy, my Lamy!
- Remember: No good comes of Walt Whitman – O Lamy! my Lamy! my lovely pen is gone; The pen has written every word, the letters sought not done; The book is near, the bells I hear, the people all … Continue reading
Posted in Bad Mojo, poetry, True Stories
Tagged breaks my heart, No Good Comes of Walt Whitman, poetry
8 Comments
Paddy, my arse
Today, just a single, solitary, lonely link. Why St. Patrick’s Day pisses me off.
Posted in Everything Else Drawer
9 Comments
