My Monthly Stab At Coherence & Melancholy
Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2005 12:12 am
It's so fucking quiet here you know.
What's gone wrong with it?
I miss the days when I'd slag the mods off for deleting my celebtourettic posts.
I miss the days when I'd inform you all that I'd be posting on the On Topic forum only to have the likes of Liz, Mags & Crackers intervene and apologise to the big wigs and usher me back over with a right cunting off.
The days when I'd try to chum Sandie up, get fucking nowhere and then try and get some work off of Reenie Marino as his stunt double.
The days when Uncle Ben would pop up and get drowned in a sea of "It's fucking Keith Harris!" and then get quizzed over hiring a bent peckered Belgian to do his dirty work.
The days when I'd try to cover up Mags drunken load of bollocks and then think sod it and let Gonad the Deletor do his thing.
The days when we would talk about the political turmoil caused by a neo-con right wing crypto facist government only for S56 to pop up and link it to some obscure 1969 pub band that nobody had ever heard of.
The days where I would try and ponce some free porn and actually get lucky, but never take anyone up on their offers as it was not my style.
The days when we'd argue the merits of fox hunting and then cunt off anyone that liked it.
The days when Crackers would sit on the fence, risk splinters up his Caledonian arse and not say a bad word let alone a swear word. How you've grown since then my son.
The days when Mart was a top bloke....no wait, I made that up. ONLY JOKING MART, I LOVE YOU IN A NON GAY WAY.
Perhaps it's the Vimto talking, I don't know, but when I've had a few Tizers to drink and had a few of those chocolate kiddie cigarettes, I get all misty eyed and think just one more time, wouldn't it be fun to say David Baddiel you fucking slack jawed, Son of Woody Allen looking, burger munching, fat retarded strand of sweaty anus pube.
Is it just me, or was it a fucking good time on these boards?
What's gone wrong with it?
I miss the days when I'd slag the mods off for deleting my celebtourettic posts.
I miss the days when I'd inform you all that I'd be posting on the On Topic forum only to have the likes of Liz, Mags & Crackers intervene and apologise to the big wigs and usher me back over with a right cunting off.
The days when I'd try to chum Sandie up, get fucking nowhere and then try and get some work off of Reenie Marino as his stunt double.
The days when Uncle Ben would pop up and get drowned in a sea of "It's fucking Keith Harris!" and then get quizzed over hiring a bent peckered Belgian to do his dirty work.
The days when I'd try to cover up Mags drunken load of bollocks and then think sod it and let Gonad the Deletor do his thing.
The days when we would talk about the political turmoil caused by a neo-con right wing crypto facist government only for S56 to pop up and link it to some obscure 1969 pub band that nobody had ever heard of.
The days where I would try and ponce some free porn and actually get lucky, but never take anyone up on their offers as it was not my style.
The days when we'd argue the merits of fox hunting and then cunt off anyone that liked it.
The days when Crackers would sit on the fence, risk splinters up his Caledonian arse and not say a bad word let alone a swear word. How you've grown since then my son.
The days when Mart was a top bloke....no wait, I made that up. ONLY JOKING MART, I LOVE YOU IN A NON GAY WAY.
Perhaps it's the Vimto talking, I don't know, but when I've had a few Tizers to drink and had a few of those chocolate kiddie cigarettes, I get all misty eyed and think just one more time, wouldn't it be fun to say David Baddiel you fucking slack jawed, Son of Woody Allen looking, burger munching, fat retarded strand of sweaty anus pube.
Is it just me, or was it a fucking good time on these boards?