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Jan. 22nd, 2002

"Even when you are on the right path, you will still get run over if you just sit there"

lol. ok, here we go.....

i can't believe im actually posting this, rofl.
right, my friend Sarah ( poisonedbelle ) reckons i could get a female to send me an item of underwear if i asked on LJ. I bet that no-one will. So she dared me, lol.

So, if any ladies out there wanna prove me wrong, and want to send me something of theirs (bra, panties, thong, any combo lol), then email me at paul@dark-fear.co.uk and i will send you my address, hehe.

-dies of embarressment- lol, this is madness. wonder what the results will be hehe

AMENDMANT: Socks don't count btw, hehe. and i will be trying to think of something to send back to anyone who decides to participate too hehe. dunno what yet tho.

stereotypical numb fuckwit from near where i live: have you still got blue 'air?

me, dying to reply back with an overdose of aggresive sarcasm, but deciding not to when i see the other 4 lads stood there: yes

stereotypical numb fuckwit from near where i live:you are weird, freak of nature

the intelligence levels in this village are amazingly high i tell you.



You can't BounSe da BounSe, if you can't even pronounce the BounSe.
Repeat
After
Tigger

Ooooooohhh, Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe
The Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe
It's got the zip that makes you flip and that's what really counts
in the Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe

Now, half dis BounSe is 90% mental
If you count the specific tigger-jectory
by your stripe-celeration diviserase
by the square boot of your reBounSe
your vertical situation
and your stripasonic springnertia
should richo-tigger-chet
your hydrophilic skewphiliage
into an accele-metric, de-orbit!!

any questions?

The Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe
The Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe
The more you try, the more you fly, and thats what really counts
In the Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe

Now you swing your legs up high,
And you twist your tail in tight
Wind up aaalll your springs
And with your eyes fixated straight ahead....
You let it all lose

It's best when done by tiggers
Coz a Tigger yes it figures
Are filled with vim and vigures
And that's the thing that triggers.

The Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe
The Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe
The more you try, the more you fly, and thats what really counts
It activates, it elevates, accelerates and more
You're BounSin off the cieling, like you enver did before
The Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe
The more you try the more you fly, and thats what really counts
In the Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Ali-ooper BounSe
Woo hoo hoo hooooooooo

BUFFY: What are you doing here? Five words or less.
SPIKE: Out... for... a... walk... bitch.
...

SPIKE: If you want me to leave, you can put your hands on my hot, tight little body and make me.
...

# Spike mocking Angel
(high voice) How can I thank you, you mysterious, black-clad hunk of a night thing?
(low voice) No need, little lady, your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see, I was once a badass vampire, but love and a pesky curse defanged me. Now I’m just a big, fluffy puppy with bad teeth. - No, not the hair! Never the hair!
(high voice) But there must be someway I can show my appreciation.
(low voice) No, helping those in need’s my job, - and working up a load of sexual tension, and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly thanks enough!
(high voice) I understand. I have a nephew who is gay, so…
(low voice) Say no more. Evil’s still afoot! And I’m almost out of that Nancy-boy hair-gel that I like so much. Quickly, to the Angel-mobile, away!

They probli don't even feel it.
Those CORDUROY kids in SHED SEVEN
The ECHOBELLY beat of your CHINA DRUM

Do I alone sense your PURESSENCE
As you draw me towards your SOUNDGARDEN.
Is your siren song BECKoning me onto the REEF
Are you rilli the best in the world?

GUIDED BY VOICES i come to your call.
With ANIMAL THAT SWIM in my wake.
60T DOLLS crowd the PAVEMENT
Lining the way to your SILVERCHAIR
Edging closer to see you.
Just a TAD from the best in the world.

No DRUGSTORE POWDER can do what you do.
You turn the KALIPHZ potion to ASH.
You CAST aside THESE ANIMAL MEN
Like a LITTLE AXE at work SMASHING PUMPKINS.

Now that WE KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
ROYAL TRUX bring us before you.
My mouth turns MOIST in your presence.
And I know this my GREEN DAY
MENSWEAR you are a DEUS
And like a TEENAGE FANCLUB we applaud
What's surely the best in the world.

The BOO RADLEYS are playing JAMES Hall.
But nothing can WEIN me from you.
You are my ELECTRIFIXION
The rogue GENE which defines MY LIFE STORY
Such SNUFF that dreams are made of.
Now, finally, i can REACH OUT and touch you.

Apr. 11th, 2001

People with big hands must get really fustrated trying to get the last few Pringles outta the tube.