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SheBah: August 2006
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006. Something old, something new. I have discovered the love interest is good with wood! He is bustling about, replacing panels in doors, sawing bits off things and generally being a carpenter. I like it! Posted by SheBah at 4:33 AM. Arty, love shoes, chocolate,. View my complete profile. Food for thought Just thought Id share this with. I am living with a man who is obsessed wi. Gods own second best country. I have just return. Wet Rooms Whoever invented wet rooms should be sh.
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SheBah: January 2006
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Monday, January 30, 2006. To make the lovely Dr Maroon happy! One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. 2001 - Space Odyssey. Harry Potter and The Philosophers Stone. The Curious Incident of the Dog. The Time Travellers Wife. 7 attractive city things. Temple of the Emerald Buddha. 7 things to do before I die. Drink champagne at sunset by the statues on Easter Island. Drive a Harley Davidson. Eat a prawn curry in Kerala. Buy Manolos in New York. Drive around the US in a Winnebago.
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Random Drivel from your Average Tosser: February 2006
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Random Drivel from your Average Tosser. With your host, Binty McShae - whether you like it or not! Tuesday, February 28, 2006. Cuddly Monsters, Bridal Goats, Rampant Lions and Mischevious Magpies! Okay, I know I've already posted today, which is doubly unusual when you think how many days I don't post at all, but I have just reread my suicide piece and thought to myself, fuck. how about something a bit more cheery? Something like the revelation that Osama bin Laden likes hugs. Over at Mischief of Magpies!
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Hotrocks: 09/06
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No sign of drizzle. I hereby announce that a bit of wake and bake at 10.30am will fuck you up. Which, I hasten to remind you, is good. Very good. I raise an inquisitive eyebrow in your general direction. What a fucking muppet. Anyway, those bottles are fucking shit, and the marketing dillon who started it needs a slap. Walking down the street, sees a friend). "Hey man, hizzle bizzle? Oh it's good, yo, I'm making a lizzle of mizzle". Excellent. I've gotta go so I'll sizzle you lizzle". It is an incredible...
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Hotrocks: 10/05
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Sloths are fucking wicked. Animals, man. They rule. Other than drinking and smoking, another fine quality that should be part of everyone's lives is the desire to be around animals. I can't get enough of the cunts. Anyway, animals are good for the soul, and that is all. Why are all those human cunts staring at me? Posted by Brewski @ 5:19 pm. One cunt to rule them all. Move out of the way, you cunts! Addendum: Ever read Karen Armstrong's 'The History of God'? End of fucking addendum. Piss on that. No...
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Hotrocks: 12/05
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Jojoba' is a fucking great word. Fingers between lips) "Ooohaflabublabflubafluh". Big fish little fish cardboard box. Poised like a cat) "langer! Seriously though, this is not funny anymore. No, no not the blog - oh alright then neither is the blog. Who am I to know? You don't ask a spastic about his thoughts on Descartes either, do you? Yeah, well, next time keep a lid on it, fool. Do you know what I'm looking forward to? I 'spose you didn't really need to know that, did you. Well it's too late now,...
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Hotrocks: 05/06
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Punching people tends to make them fall down. It is about time someone did something. The situation as it stands is absolutely intolerable. "To what do you refer? I hear you say. Why, I refer of course to cunts. There is far too many of them around these days. Everyone babbles on about climate change, the sudden realization of a whole population that knives can be used to stab people, and John Prescott, but what about cunts? We are surrounded by legions of utter ones! Serried ranks of bunches of them!
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Hotrocks: 08/06
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You taking the piss? I should know, I've just driven across the cunt. Not me, strictly speaking, since I don't have a license, but my girlfriend. I just sat next to her getting shitfaced every day and saying things like, "Fuck me, look at that", and "What's this cunt playing at? Ollie, our husky, is now known as 'The Dude'. As long as he's with both myself and my girlfriend nothing phases the cunt. Nicely. People saying 'go figure'! Diners with those pour-in sugar things and bottomless cups of coffee!
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Hotrocks: 01/06
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I need a good fucking slap. The Brewski of old is no more. A life-changing, momentous loss that suspends reality, the world slowed and you drifting through a haze of disbelief, terrified. A chasm opened. I am a small boy again. She was taken by fire, and in these early days I find myself sometimes flinching when I light my cigarette lighter, and I double-check gas ovens. So anyway I thought torturing you with shite would be therapeutic, so on with the wellies you cunts. What are you, some sort of cunt?
