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OK, whilst "Fucking Wanky ThursdaysTM" have been moved and renamed "Fucking Wanky TuesdaysTM", it appears that "Fucking Wanky ThursdaysTM OriginalTM" has created a new, more evil spawn, "Fucking Wanky ThursdaysTM fornightlyTM". I hate them all. -
Smoking Silk Cut is like fucking a woman with a condom on
So, although I've been back in Sheffield since Saturday evening, I only got home last night. Guess where I was staying ( Read more... ) -
I knew all along, that I was right at the start, bout the seeds of the weeds that grew in your heart
Wow! I feel so special!
Apparently, I'm the only person to have ever listed to Gust of... but The Album Leaf, according to audioscrobbler...
Now THAT can't be right... -
Can anyone help me...?
I need to locate Carl Barât so that I may have sex with that god-like genius! -
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"I wanna be a hippy but I forgot how to love..." -
Bicester Village
I have now discovered that I HATE fucking Bicester Village (outlet centre). I used to like it, but since the last time I went, the shops I liked are either a) not my taste anymore (see Reebok) or b) not there anymore (see Wrangler). Also, the new shops are all posh shit, like Christian Dior, Versace etc, so all the other shops have put up their ( Read more... ) -
UP THE BLADES!!!!
that is all... -
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No, I didn't just have sex on Jen's living room floor.
No, Jen wasn't here.
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Someone died in the hospice on Tuesday. I had to sit and fucking watch her. I didn't feel bad and I didn't cry - just the way I'd wanted, I just felt I was invading her and her daughter's personal space. When she was gone, I walked out of the room, and enjoyed my cheese and pickle sandwiches with a mug of hot coffee, walked to Chesterfield in ( Read more... ) -
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Kill
Kill
Kill
Disjointed?
You don't know the half of it.