Ellietronic wrote:Thank you very much, I would say all my hard work and effort paid off but in reality there is no effort put into the mad load of bollocks I say, it seems being an idiot comes completely natural to me.
Well at least nobody could point a rancid Alan Sugar type finger at us and accuse us of being boring, I think our imaginations definately have been granted an unlimited budget and for some unknown reason some non toxic coloured crayons to write it down with.
Ellietronic wrote:Writing for the Watchtower might be interesting, I know where the local dogging place round here is so I'm already half qualified for the job. I may put it to the Witnesses next time they come to my door.
Don`t forget to answer the door naked ... the poor nieve eunuchs will either be struck down by a bolt of lightning and be sent directly to hell with no supper for having banned thoughts or together with their ecumenical training will not even notice until they get into bed later that night and realise what they just missed. AAARGH " She was in the nip"
Ellietronic wrote:I do hope you join the WI, aren't they the ones that do the nudey calendars? You could be Miss January, getting the year off to an erotic start with you holding some freshly baked cakes in front of your bits as you smile sweetly.
Like the idea ... you could join in and we could do alternate months each disguising our modesty packages with various food items, you could use the Toad in the hole, with added Fifty shades of gravy and the Whipping cream to help you cover up and I could utilise the Jerk Chicken and the stinky bishop Cheese and for the winter months we can cover ourselves with Frosties which apparently are basically just Cornflakes for people who cant face reality.
Ellietronic wrote:You're welcome to come and live in Ellie's world if you want, it contains such fun if you like getting naked to Pink Floyd, comparing handbags while drinking tea, and stroking friendly cows lying on the side of the road, but it's a bit full. There's plenty of room for something small to join though, something the size of a little grey squirrel and his fat red mate would fit in excellently.
Do them things really happen in your world ... you must be making it all up
Ellietronic wrote:Just to cheer you up from this reality bollocks, here is a picture of a drunken me rubbing my face over my beautiful kitty cat, Miss Socks, because she is so cute she always cheers me up, especially when I bury my face in her soft fur. Isn't she beautiful? She's like a piece of cat-shaped velvet. I tried rubbing my face on her tummy once but she dug her claws into the back of my head and made me bleed so ever since then I've rubbed my face on her side, it's much less painful.
Very nice as always .. damn .. now I have got to try and avoid your eyes .. Socks looks like a negative inversion of Monty
Blimey this is turning into some kind of epic saga ilogy, trilogy, quillogy thing and I can`t keep up, I`m sorry I`m going to sleep in the spare room