Shipping deadlines are coming. Gift original in time for the holidays.

A living, breathing mammal, at least that’s what I was the last time I looked, hang on, let me just check, spectacles, testicles , wallet and watch, yeah everythings is all there.

A journeyman, travelling, watching, listening and enjoying.

A glint in my green eyes and firmly believe that a smile and laughter can cure all ….. and the American Medical Association and Lancet back me up on this ….. although I am not sure how the Albanian and Icelandic Medical Association view this.

The main thing is I just love to take the ‘piss’ out of authority and tickle them until someone ’wet’s their pants’. (usually it is both bahahahahahahahahah)

I am just ordinary, but on making a friend, they stay a friend for life, and enemies, well it just takes just that little longer to make them a friend.

  • Joined: June 2009

Journal

await the diesel generator of the whirly whirly to start

It’s quite amusing when you wake up in the ‘wee’ hours of the morning. I know why it is called ‘wee’, your extended bladder tells your brain stem and slowly it works it’s crooked and twisting to your ‘bodily functions’ cortex, as in / " UP YOU GET AND I DON’T REALLY CARE IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HOLD IT AND AS FOR YOU THINKING YOU CAN HOLD I…
Posted about 3 years – 5 comments

OMG

What the fuck has happened to the Pooh, is it the GFC, is it disco or Bruno Mars or Foster The People, the Foo Fighters I feel such a bitch for not for not being true to myself. / It’s just that life has me by the ‘testicularies’ a really firm grip or for the females the ‘the nice bits that keep us interested and hanging on to every word they say’ but the girl’…
Posted almost 5 years – 9 comments

"never a dispenser of bullshit"

Was asked if I would be able to do an eulogy for the recently departed. / I thought to myself, ashamed as I was of the thought, …. thank god, he has departed / (Bad boy, Pooh … but it was only in my thoughts and I did not speak them aloud. / “Erhm, I suppose I could … but why me” I asked. / “Cause I trust you to send him off with a bit of a smile and laughter. …
Posted about 5 years – 6 comments

"what a real fucken waste"

Well the death watch is over… pretty fast really, less than 24 hours. From admittance to the morgue. Sad I know, for everyone concerned. Really a wasted life when you look back on it. Nothing striking about him. Everyone around him just, when I come to think about it, wondering why and if something you should have said may have woken him up…. but I doubt it … he was on a road th…
Posted about 5 years – 10 comments

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“Maybe, once more it will see the light of …

….Author…………..: Yeah OK. It has been realigned, cause it was way off the beamish, actually so far off it was …

“Thank Christ I have my periods” the …

The aroma of strong ammonia and meat assailed Roscoe’s nose and the straw thrown about the Triplets from Twonk’s digs left a lo…

“OMG, all hit with an axe, poor dears, howe…

Standing behind the curtain, Roscoe had not realised that he contracted ‘stage fright’. / His knuckles were locked on the close…

‘only sometimes’

Now, I know by all rights, this really should be in a journal, but for a body that is filled with some sort of stuffing, (ooooh once, let m…

“Excuse me, but I am a stranger, at least I…

So it begins. Some call it an adventure, other’s a shift in their comfort zone, other’s call it a tick off their bucket list an…

“around her head, a sock full of cold Atlan…

“He is male” ?? / “Under 80 perhaps” ?? / “Buffed and toned” ?

“prodding him when he was bending over̶…

Just before his hands slid apart the curtain his mind went blank as he remembered what the “Sweet Triplets from Twonk” had told…

“yer the Pooh is back … missed the li…

Roscoe on his ‘first night’ was literally mingewhistling in his drawers, / (they were a bit grey and grimey and crusty as he ha…

“Fuck you, I am going to be a starrr”

Roscoe looked down at his hand, He cringed, just a little bit. He remembered the way the priest held on to his hand. Four thick pork sausag…

“Fuck you, I am going to be a starrr”

Roscoe looked down at his hand, He cringed, just a little bit. He remembered the way the priest held on to his hand. Four thick pork sausag…

“he was date raped and drugged, he thinks&#…

So here I go again, the little voice inside his head, well not really said, but proclaimed, trumpeted and of course you have to understan…

“he was really scared of his zip”

Roscoe started to stir. His eyes slowly opened. He felt as though he had been on a all night bender. His mouth, well his mouth like ewwwwww…
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