Tuesday, 29 September 2009

Something i once wrote, so now i copy and pasted it, wonderful, eh?

Cooking with the Professor Marcio, Carley watches, the fucker is always 'Learning stuff'

"May the roof above you never fall in, and those gathered beneath it never fall out. May you die in bed at 95, shot by a jealous spouse. And may you have nicer legs than yours under the table before the new spuds are up."

Something from my friend in Canada P, notes the pints of plain (Guinness) as he's dancing

Flann O'Brien once put it:

When money's tight and hard to get,
and your horse is also ran,
When all you have is a heap of debt,
a pint of plain is your only man.

For fucks sakes P. That fella was only making that up, he probably lost a bet and had to do what he did or shave all the hair on his head, and people in North America will believe anything anyways, have you heard of Leprechauns?

And i was thinking of this song

What i'll be worth soon, any takers?

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