ohgod!
smacks self in face
over forty people read that!
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i was a little drunk peoples
terribly sorry for my lapse up my own arse with the last post
i go now to cut the holes in the paper bag i shall now be wearing like Sylvester the Cats nephew
Don't delete it, it's good you silly billy; honest thoughts nicely expressed. And don't think your talk of brown paper bags and Sylvester the Cat's nephew will distract us from your threat to delete. All posts are like tattooes, eh.
ReplyDeleteAND, since I'm rabbitting on, imagine if poets threw out everything they wrote while drunk: there wouldn't be a single line left by the Romantics.
It is good, nothing to be embarrassed about at all. The 250 people who read your comment at my place on the other hand, hmmm, hahahahahaha
ReplyDelete250! hahahahahaha
ReplyDeleteAlright 7 then. Would you believe one boyscout and pocket knife?
ReplyDeleteoh paul
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