Sunday, 26 October 2008

Pretend that you're alone now (some of us don't even have to pretend)

keen-on-keane

Well there go my indie-rock credentials.

8 comments:

orangefrute88 said...

OMG! yeah, i remember this guy was compared to fred. and the "pretend" song, yeah, i dig it too. we can be goofy together in that.

you have completely captured mercury moves in your pill, btw. i'm incredibly impressed, mr. p, as always with your expressiveness in rendering yourself here.

xxx

ElizT said...

I hope that singing and dancing hairbrush doesn't harm your gelatin capsule.

The Body without Organs said...

Will the pill be growing a moustache like Freddies?

Debra Kay said...

Too Much Love Can Kill You.......think about it. Look what happened to poor Freddy.....

Prozac said...

Not Enough Love Will Wither You...think about. Look what happened to my ball sacs...

Prozac said...

Frute! Yes, let's goof it up.

You be Grace to my Will. Or vice-versa.

Ooh, just realised the double-entendrish slants on those two names. Positively Freudian.

orangefrute88 said...

mr p. really. grace could do nothing for the state of will's ball sacs.

and really. what is it you enjoy about the 18 year old couple? i'm completely serious... do tell

Jeannette said...

You had...?