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Maeve Russet Hawthorne 13 September 2003 19:45 Re: feckin potato rompers clogging amid the stoneyards hmmn well listen to jason's sirens out there on the rocks.. you know the nymphs luring darling narcissus into the water etc.. john waterhouse painted them.. they all looked a bit like jane from the rossetti clan have you ever read ruskins modern painters? Vile Jelly 15 September 2003 21:34
No, no, you're getting confused (been sniffing the paint thinners again?). It
was Ulysses who was nobbled by the Lorelei and Narcissus who spurned women to
become a pansy ..... I think. It has been a long day in the slave pits!
PS. The only things I've read in the last whenever are checks!
Maeve Russet Hawthorne 15 September 2003 23:12 how uncanny... this room reeks of stove oil and a soaked rag under some pipe is the source.... its now out in the garbaaage.. narcissus is wandering around in the preraphaelite countryside and he sees the cute chicks in a pool.. he goes over to them but falls in love with himself... and wasn't it jason and the golden fleece floating by the valkyries and other nice ladies called to the rocks by the siren song? must check out my myths... wonder if dante has any plagerisms in his text.. he opening fesses up that he used other dudes notes...m Vile Jelly 16 September 2003 17:49
No, it was definitely U-bend who encountered the sirens, the Valkyries used to
go out riding all the time (to stentorian Wagnerian tones).
Jason discovered the Golden Faeces but met Medea (or as it's now known) Media
in the process and it all went tits up from there on in.
Maeve Russet Hawthorne 20 September 2003 00:58 how come nobody uses the term dick down? maybe they would think you were referring to some kind of sleeping bag. or perhaps they would think you meant down ticking..( a type of cotton covering for feather comforters... NOW... some may say that dick down is sexist.. or would they prefer peckers away as a variation on the tits away. or "Look out! Tits". this reminds me of one time in the seventies when bra less in a tank top in a grocery store, I found this guy staring intently as though by luck a boob was going to jump out and land on his face.. so anyhoo I hisssed in a really loud whisper TTTTIIIIIIIITTTTTTTSSSSSS Vile Jelly 20 September 2003 08:46
Beats me. You're a member of the female species so if you lot aren't
using the phrase I don't see how you can expect us to.
PS. By a curious coincidence when I try to negotiate Fore Street in the depths
of summer to get to work I am often found hissing 'Tits' ........ plus
'Dicks', 'Cretins' and 'Just get out of the ****ing way you braindead
buffoon'. I think I might be inadvertently vocalising my suppressed thoughts.
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