Comments | dandy_assassin: It’s easy to blame the bug

dandy_assassin

It’s easy to blame the bug

Jan 05, 2005 16:15

So, two weeks off work. A real opportunity to live the way I want to. Get up when I want, drink and smoke to my hearts content, write, snap, draw, read, create, create, create ( Read more... )

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at you. joeycore January 5 2005, 17:27:45 UTC

*points and laughs*

Re: at you. dandy_assassin January 6 2005, 10:48:47 UTC

Awww cheers Joey... it's been a while since someone has paid enough attention to point and laugh.

scatnip January 5 2005, 18:00:27 UTC

amazing how you clean up and still manage to look filf-y. yes i've applied the term to a man. yes it fits.

off to download rough trade as you've got pizzicato five and modest mouse listed in the same breath. much luck in the coming year.

dandy_assassin January 6 2005, 11:09:03 UTC

And to you.

I love that you've used the word filf-y and someone else has commented that I look like Jesus.

And now a comment with relevance? joeycore January 5 2005, 20:57:40 UTC

Modest Mouse is the only one I know of that there list. I like Bukowski.

xENNITx

filth_and_fury January 5 2005, 23:44:20 UTC

The hair looks really cool dude, i've got these really bad £5 pound hair straightners that are sponsered by bill oddie or something and they turn you into an unsuspecting owl.

dandy_assassin January 6 2005, 12:17:34 UTC

An unsuspecting owl? How the wise owls must mock you. That's cruel.

I've been using my mum's straightners, which is something I wouldn't admit in the playground.

polar5011 January 6 2005, 04:58:23 UTC

funny, but ur hair and well in ur last pic u look like Jesus to me. lol.

dandy_assassin January 6 2005, 12:18:28 UTC

Jesus eh? You've no idea how close you are to the truth.

polar5011 January 6 2005, 21:34:07 UTC

lol, what does that suppose to mean?

dandy_assassin January 7 2005, 11:14:58 UTC

Nothing really. I once played Jesus in a school play. I had my hands tied to a wooden cross. I was playing dead when I began to fall forward on stage. I opened my eyes to see the ground rushing towards me and my natural instinct was to break my fall with my hands. I had my hands tied to a wooden cross. My nose made a squishing noise and my faith in religion was shattered.

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