Friday, 29 June 2007

We cannot cling to the old dreams anymore

Sometimes Richard comes to Prozacville to walk his dogs Sam and Monroe. I'm always pleased to see them.

13 comments:

biteyourowntail said...

When I come here I sort of don't know what to say, because it's so true, that I feel unable to comment.

Prozacville said...

I've felt that way this week on IFN. In a way though, isn't that the best compliment one can pay?

Thank you Ms BYOT.

Anonymous said...

I have to disagree, I dont think not commenting compliments anybody.

But hey, I'll try it starting today.

Prozacville said...

For fucksake anonymous. Now you've gone and punctured my rather comforting self-delusion.

The discomfort of strangers, eh?

Switchsky said...

dogs do it for me too..well one dog anyway.

biteyourowntail said...

Actually Mr Prozac I agree. Though it is better to know that people are not commenting in a positive way - hence my comment. This is comment is in danger of becoming somewhat circular, not to mention self-referential so I'll stop now.

Forever Young said...

when can snuffles and i visit prozacville?

Richard said...

Sam and Monroe love you too Steve Prozac. Maybe we need the Prozac because everything else is so shit. Sam and Monroe are in balance with nature - cruel as it is - but their love is real and unconditional, give or take the odd belly rub, ear kiss or a nugget of the finest mature cheddar.

Jeannette said...

Steve, obviously that anonymous comment was me.

But maybe the idea that it was someone else, someone more exotic, was exciting.

I am bursting that bubble for you.

Worship me.

Secret Society of Jeannette Worshippers said...

Jeannette- We are pleased to announce that you are indeed worshipped. We have a rather long list here, so please stop begging and demanding, or we'll have to send you a nasty letter.

Secret Society of Jeannette Worshippers said...

but you'd probably like that, wouldn't you?

Jeannette said...

obviously

Forever Young said...

obviously snuffles, sam and monroe need to go and sort out that brat jeannette