Briefly this morning I experienced a real life cartoon moment. For just one second my life became that of Calamity James of Beano featuring fame. Yes, the old style one, the good one. You remember, little squelchy things, keys to life etc, all of which James seemed completely unaware of. I'm sorry, I just spend half an hour looking for a picture of the miserable little weasle and he is no where to be found on the entire poxy fucking web. I'm rather ticked off at that.
Anyways, I found a coverted golden ticket marked million pound prize, in gold, on the pavement on the way to work. I felt special, and left it where it was. It was a thing.
Also, I'm getting envious of people's possesion of the digital picture taking equipment. I really would have liked to document the roofly destruction of the building I can see from my window. No, really...
The Manga Revue: I Am a Hero
8 years ago
2 comments:
Your house sounds nice. Maybe I'll visit.
I noticed you like Donnie Darko. I watched it the other day and thought it was great. I went to get it on dvd but there's so many different versions i coudn't decide which one to buy, and then my head became massive and then collapsed into itself.
Can you hear the sound of a thousand tortured souls scraping at your bones?
You are a loser in a bag. Losebag.
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Anonymous, eh? Hmmm, only so many people I know who can combine the souls and the losebag...
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