I do own a goat Mrs. Annie. Alexander Selkirk's intimate relations with the beasts were an inspiration.
And the other shit you said is a bonus. Bothered.
Bollocks.
Listen. When I were a kid I had to walk 6 miles through snow THIS deep every day. I didn't need a car. So think on, mate.
You don't need a car. And despite what you believe, you don't need vitamin C, sunshine, morals, oxygen, moisture or…
Starts off well. Inciting incident works. 2nd act drags on a bit, though, and by the climax I'd gone beyond caring about the protagonist. Needs a car chase or an explosion at the end. Good effort, though.
ADGADS: The answer to your question is both. For it is my own body I'm trying to dispose of. To be honest, I might just leave it on the wall outside and hope someone carts me off in the bin-raid olympics.
Or I'll saw myself into pieces and pop my b…
Oh come now, it's fucking obvious. An occultist pub has a big sign on the window saying: "kids must leave the premises by 7pm ... Unless they're the offspring of Baphomet"
Baphomet! He's a goat!
Kids: It's a pun! Like children!
Hahahahahaha!
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Last time I saw The Taff in Wetherspoons he was with his massive. Very unapproachable cos he was giving it "the attitude".
Dangerous.
Last time I saw Misscarnal was about 2 weeks ago -- on a school night -- (around MIDNIGHT!) with Four Eyes. She …
Yes bring it on. Bring on the snow. The big scary snow. Are you having it, snow? Come on, let's see what you're made of... well, probably some kind of frozen water, I expect.
Norton, I know what you mean about Muswell Hill, except the main reason I…
Cats hold up against foxes. Foxes are useless cowards. My cats will chase dogs. The return of yours proves how resilient the common moggy is. Glad he's home. Xxx
BTW did you see that vid of the cat fighting that alligator?
My mother would have let me put it in the wheelbarrow she pushed me around in. Would probably have swapped me for it, actually, cos it'd earn her more coins in the villages we toured.
Yes, Misscarnal, I look like Johnny Depp's bloated pale fish-eaten corpse would look if he'd been found floating face-down after six days in a derelict shipping canal. I once saw a drowned Labrador washed ashore in India, and it was so bloated full …
AAAGH! Outed!
I'm always sarcastic. It's the lowest form of wit. I am a lowlife hippocrite and a royal piece of scum. (I'm not being sarcastic now, though).
Thanks for the link Mrs. Annie. It makes me shit myself with laughter, which is why I have no friends. I missed the joke on lovely Ian's link but noticed that horrific, pretentious Rainbow Cranage had written something... I shit myself again, on pur…