Well, having a blog sure beats having a tiny journal. I post things that I'm interested in (no surprise there), and poetry from time to time. I also post many silly chats I have with the Redcoat boyfriend (he's a lot funnier than me, proven fact). I love writing/reading about all sorts, love werewolves, love video games, love masks, and love my Lobster.
So many tags. What, you want every c*nt and their mother to read it? #witty Brits #Britty wits #shitty wits #britty witty #shitty britty #shitty witty britty #britty witty titties #shitty witty titties britty
David (after seeing a commercial): These WWF commercials...I mean, what are you really getting?
"Adopt your gorilla today, you'll get this, this, and this through the post." You'll get cards and booklets that are fucking printed using trees from the rainforest, and a stock photo of a gorilla that is supposed to be the gorilla you adopted, but you're not sure because you never get to meet it.
How do they know that it's YOUR gorilla anyway? They'll just keep sending you stock photos of gorillas and you'll sit there thinking "Hold on, I thought my gorilla had one ear. Oh, it must have grown back." They'll just send me a new picture of a new gorilla every month.
If I adopt a gorilla, I want them to tattoo my name on its forehead and take a picture standing next to MY gorilla with the current newspaper. Then I'll know for sure.