August 18, 2005
I Know I Say This All The Time…
But normal programming should be resuming shortly. Like, tomorrow. Or maybe the weekend. Or after that. In the meantime, here are a few random things in point form.
- Punning is the new something-or-other!!
- And I have been trained by the pun masters!
- If there were a Pun (Special) Olympics, I’d be there!
- Possibly only in crowd!
- Why isn’t there a TV show called Iron Punner? Huh?
- Enough of pun-talk!
- “Move This” by Technotronic = raptastic!
- Relationship Equality Day - get the low down here!
- Lemon Soaked Paper Napkins - this made me chuckle - a whole lot, in fact…
- Everyone seen Jude Law’s doodle via Fleshbot?! He looked much better in Wilde…
- There is a BUMPER Disturbing Google Search Phrases on the horizon!
- My ausculture.com email is slowly wanking itself to death due to spam, home internet access ‘issues’ and other such boring rubbish. Until I sort out long term internerd arrangements, I’m contactable at theriotinyouranusrocks at gmail.com. I like emails. When I find time to answer them or my computer doesn’t shit itself whilst fetching them for me in front of my very eyes, they make me feel warm and tingly. If I’ve missed out on replying to your email, it may have died a dignified death as it journeyed toward me. Sorry, chums.
And if you don’t mind me wildly discarding the sultry point form style for a moment, please enjoy the following excerpt from the Gossiplist newsletter…
My cousin had sex with Ellen Degeneres. She was 27,
Ellen was thirtysomething. They met in at a concert and days later slept together . She said that Ellen was simply awful in bed, had dirty underwear and reeked of alcohol. She said Ellen kept saying, ‘Do you want my big c*ck inside of you?’, it totally freaked her out. My cousin woke up the next day and Ellen was speaking on the phone with someone called Tracy, calling her sweetie , honey. My cousin realised that she has a girlfriend but didn’t really care, she just wanted to get the hell out of there and never see her again.
Ellen talking dirty about cocks - I love it. Finally, I can actually walk in Portia de Rossi’s shoes for a while. And I’d walk well away from Ellen’s filthy knickers, lemme tell you.
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tim
i can’t decide who i love more, jess or tim. x