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Hardly David's Son: My Kingdom for a Norse
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We've all either ridden on a Harley Davidson, or dream of riding one. Something as popular, obviously deserves some puns! Live to Write, Write to Live. Sunday, 29 July 2007. My Kingdom for a Norse. Old king Cole was (contrary to popular belief) a rather wicked soul. And a mischievous, nasty, unprincipled soul was he. Heir Lee, the Winsome. 31 July 2007 at 20:06. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Kingdom for a Norse. Wish you were here. The Gift of the Magi. Biking on, together.
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Hardly David's Son: Globe Warming
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We've all either ridden on a Harley Davidson, or dream of riding one. Something as popular, obviously deserves some puns! Live to Write, Write to Live. Friday, 22 June 2007. I've been working on this science-fiction novel about a biker in a futuristic world." confided one budding author to another. How does it start like? Asked the nonchalant guy opposite. It goes 'And from below the glowing horizon, rose a giant globe of fire and spite - What once used to be yellow, was now white! 23 June 2007 at 23:58.
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Hardly David's Son: 'Air Band
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We've all either ridden on a Harley Davidson, or dream of riding one. Something as popular, obviously deserves some puns! Live to Write, Write to Live. Monday, 2 July 2007. There was this Air Music competition at a rather famous fest - All band members playing air instruments. Air guitars, air drums, air keys,. This one band called themselves 'Virtuous Bikers'. On the Air bass (pun unintended): the kind one. Air Drums (unintended again): the humble one. Air board (whoa! Air lead: the wise one.
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Hardly David's Son: Announcement
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We've all either ridden on a Harley Davidson, or dream of riding one. Something as popular, obviously deserves some puns! Live to Write, Write to Live. Sunday, 24 August 2008. Anybody with the resources/energy/ideas/enthusiasm to continue this blog is more than welcome to contribute. Just drop in a mail. And oh,. Hurriedly, dear Watson. For better or for worse? Is stuffy-graph YOUR new blog? 25 August 2008 at 21:27. 1 September 2008 at 12:24. 17 January 2013 at 05:35. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Hardly David's Son: The Naming of the Shrew
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We've all either ridden on a Harley Davidson, or dream of riding one. Something as popular, obviously deserves some puns! Live to Write, Write to Live. Saturday, 12 January 2008. The Naming of the Shrew. He was a mighty man, and he lived in a mighty house (sixth cousin of Mighty Mouse, twice separated). He earned himself much respect in the corporate world, especially amongst left-handed corkscrew vendors - for that is what he sold - left-handed corkscrews. Earl E. Davy de Sonne". I mean, CMON! 1 Februar...
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Hardly David's Son: Wish you were here
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We've all either ridden on a Harley Davidson, or dream of riding one. Something as popular, obviously deserves some puns! Live to Write, Write to Live. Saturday, 14 July 2007. Wish you were here. So, there was a certain well. A certain wishing well. Blue skies from pain. 8220;What’s that again? You put a coin in it. Say some crap and shit. Then maybe it’ll come true. Likely to be eaten by a grue. Wish you were here. The bike in reverse gear. 8220;This well doesn’t work, you moron! Airily, they wished on.
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Veil Of Desire: October 2006
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Tuesday, October 03, 2006. This is war,do not blink. Its bloddy red, not pretty pink. Ships ablaze,kids amazed. What is war if not a haze,. Its scary out there in that maze. I fought with honour,i fought with pride. She sat on the beach,gazed at the tide. I shot them dead,i blew them wide. She left me soon,my beautiful bride. I lost my leg,i lost my eye. I even saw my comrades die. Without a word,without a bye. All i did was sit and sigh. Our enemies were shot,. Our bullets red hot. Adith and his ballads.
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Hardly David's Son: Bang!
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We've all either ridden on a Harley Davidson, or dream of riding one. Something as popular, obviously deserves some puns! Live to Write, Write to Live. Wednesday, 15 August 2007. It is a common belief that 'Exclamation Point' is a punctuation mark. Exclamation Point, actually, is this cool casino to hang out at. And recently, they celebrated the coolest anniversary ever - the Exclamation Day. Whole E-Day's wins on! One of your best sounds so far! 17 August 2007 at 22:11. 27 September 2007 at 00:47. Subsc...
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Hardly David's Son: And Bob's your uncle
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We've all either ridden on a Harley Davidson, or dream of riding one. Something as popular, obviously deserves some puns! Live to Write, Write to Live. Tuesday, 19 June 2007. And Bob's your uncle. There was this peculiar guy called Bob, who had a peculiar habit of killing people. Why? But he never killed more than one person a day (I told you he was peculiar) and never have more than one cookie at a time. Peculiar. Singularly Peculiar. All he'd have is 'un. Thank you so much! 20 June 2007 at 00:41.