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Subject A Obliterates: Urstings
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A Little 24 hr Autism In The Night. Thursday, June 07, 2007. Neil saw good length bvt no enduring. Similes to play with. " Bland. He corrected, making Martun face the wall like a sleazed Blair Witch. I'm so full of myself I'm running on empty," Martun complained, his face jowelling and his eyes turning from blue. Neil flashed on the carpet (flashed on the floor). I'vebecome.disgusted by your. presence. He wrote bad things. He saw all that he wrote. He. They kept it fleshing. Posted by Loki @ 6:24 PM.
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refried dreams: Creative Mishearings
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28 PINTS OF INARTICULATION. Monday, March 09, 2009. Imagine my delight when the continuity person on TV announced an upcoming programme called 'Extreme Fisting. On after the watershed, too; sounded promising. Imagine my disappointment when it turned out to be some crap about catching fish. Made me wonder if anyone else among my. Readership had creatively misheard/misread something that made it sound significantly more interesting than it actually was. But basically I just want some comments. Nobody's.
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refried dreams: SE7EN
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28 PINTS OF INARTICULATION. Wednesday, June 04, 2008. Kek made me do this:. List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they’re listening to.". So here we go:. Mekons: 'Ghosts Of American Astronauts'. Girls Aloud: 'I Can't Speak French'. Afraid I can't nomin...
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refried dreams: Further Tales of the Zombie
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28 PINTS OF INARTICULATION. Saturday, April 04, 2009. Further Tales of the Zombie. The long awaited (by me at least). Is now out on the interweb. It's a bit crap, to be honest, but I'm only in the first bit, so you can skip the rest. 'Twas a laugh to do, though, and I got to be in. Above) and the rather more upmarket. Reckon I'm on screen for about 10 seconds max, which leaves me 14 minutes 50 seconds of fame left in my life. In the recent news however . A part you were born for. View my complete profile.
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refried dreams: RIP Spike (2002-2008)
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28 PINTS OF INARTICULATION. Thursday, October 09, 2008. Cool cat.a real shame. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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refried dreams: National Dennis Wheatley Week
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28 PINTS OF INARTICULATION. Wednesday, September 24, 2008. National Dennis Wheatley Week. Oh my God, Ralph, look at the size of their. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). National Dennis Wheatley Week. Tales of the Zombie. View my complete profile.
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Fiction Dump: Up With The Birds
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Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.". Wednesday, 30 January 2008. Up With The Birds. I notice the cat out the corner of my eye. I'd never seen it before;. It was usually just an old lad sitting,. Staring out at the street. From his tiny, impeccable living room. Up with the birds,. The cat stares manic,. Pressed to the window pane. And I follow it's gaze. To a crow on top of a lamp post. I find it the strangest sight somehow.
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Fiction Dump: January 2008
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Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.". Wednesday, 30 January 2008. Up With The Birds. I notice the cat out the corner of my eye. I'd never seen it before;. It was usually just an old lad sitting,. Staring out at the street. From his tiny, impeccable living room. Up with the birds,. The cat stares manic,. Pressed to the window pane. And I follow it's gaze. To a crow on top of a lamp post. I find it the strangest sight somehow. It looked to ...
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Fiction Dump: October 2007
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Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.". Sunday, 21 October 2007. Thud, dazzle, thud, dazzle thud, dazzle and so on. I cannot say I am happy. I merely have a place and everything should be in it's place. Dirt is just matter in the wrong place. I am not dirt so must never leave my place. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Lets Kill Saturday Night. Life Is A Malign Fiesta. The Amazing One Man Brake Club. Twisting on a pin.