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33 comments:
can't stop laughing....as long as her ma isn't called tossboss.
myfartssmelllikegravy? myfartssmelllikegravy.
follow your bliss, mr p.
no shit?
can't wait for the next installment.
great news
I hope Prozacville will now be full of rainbows and kittens.
I'm happy for you.
terrific!
LOVE the song, btw, thanks
shall we call you mr b now, for bliss?
(smiling widely)
Either a soulmate or a very good stalker....only time will tell. But anyone who likes skulls and farts is cool in my book.
Hello!
Irony calling.
Knock, knock.
Fern gets the the Big Gold Irony- Spotter Prize which looks like one of those flying, talismanic penis-with-wings, and the rest of you can just go and sit in the corner with your dunce caps and reflect on your gullibility.
Just, it would have been too mean to be doubtful if it actually was...
True.
you've lost me this time, son
Well thank the flying spaghetti monster-I was really serious about the stalker comment....but trying to be positive.
Be be kind to those of us who believed. Because if you could find your mirror image, then maybe we could too....Of course, some of us would probably run, run run!!!!!
Did you ever see the Parallel Universe on Red Dwarf? I took it as a sign that my mirror image was that character on a program-i.e., does not exist.
um... I must humbly deline the Big Gold Irony-Spotter Prize...this time.
I've put myself in the corner with the other gulliblers.
though I believe your beloved Slavoj & Orage would make a lovely couple as well.
I didn't buy it for a second. (but hoped)
and off he went with the fairies.
falalalalaaaaaa
just add wings
Hope you are well.
xx
you have toyed with our joy for you! and i knew at least "her" email addy was faux. doh!
Fern, can you please give your Big Gold Irony-Spotter Prize to Mim please.
Frute. You only have to sit in the corner with your dunce cap on for an hour.
i am, however, seeing if that email addy is available. seriously
I think you just might be in luck there.
Debs. First I would have sex with my mirror image. Which would be pretty much like the sex I have at the moment.
And then I would run, run, run.
You, Me, and Everyone We Know is just about my favorite film. Okay, not favorite. But I love it to pieces.
It seems I've become rather adept at doling out unrelated comments as of late.
Anyhow, I too, believed you.
Also, the Captcha underneath this reads: oaqfwka
Drat!
I'm obviously going to be known from now on as The Pill Who Cried Girlfriend.
Of course it is fake; No one really likes Zizek, only his drunken ramblings.
Poor Lister had sex with his mirror image and got pregnant (rules of conception apply in the parallel universe in which you have sex even if you return to your own universe) and gave birth to twins. The Cat just got fleas from his. Good times, good times.
Okay Mim, you can have the Big Gold Irony-Spotter Prize now. I just wanted to keep it for one more day.
oh, and i do hope you find love my friend
He's a witty wonder, that man!
Well, I missed my chance to comment, about 6 times already. Anything I say is futile at this point.
futility is irresistable
to paraphrase the Borg
Genesis P-Orridge
I recently got to watch, "You, Me and Everyone We Know" per your suggestion.
It made me feel strangely at home...and just plain strange.
The tap-tap-tapping ending sunrise was probably my favorite part.
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