SO, now I've loosened the proverbial posting muscles, and the not so proverbial "I'm drinking" muscles, I feel the need to sing. Problem: it's 1am almost, and I have a sleeping flatmate who will probably castrate* me to consider
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And so another year slips through my grasp....I think the years are getting faster as I get older and more decrepit.
At least I got my xmas bonus of $250 supermarket vouchers, which has been gleefully converted into beer again. Behold, Beer-o-mid III! Grandson of Beer-o-mid!!!!!!
Iced Yak Surprise says: you eat pooz Jason says: you are a tard-muncher of the highest degree, second only to King Poo-Scraper Tard Mucher the 3rd Junior Jason says: Esq Iced Yak Surprise says: why thank you Iced Yak Surprise says: i think Jason says: PhD (Tard-Munching) UCLA