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- Current Residence: In a psychotic child's fantasy
- Interests: Watching, both people and things
- Favourite movie: Life
- Favourite genre of music: Rock/metal/industrial/goth/techno/punk/vintage/psycho
- Favourite style of art: Surrealism
- Operating System: One which crashers
- MP3 player of choice: One which someone will buy for me
- Shell of choice: Coloured snails
- Wallpaper of choice: Psychotic colours
- Skin of choice: The hollow in the throat
- Favourite game: Society
- Favourite gaming platform: The world
- Favourite cartoon character: The people around me
- Personal Quote: "Like a non-deadly ninja, without the stealth"
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, paper, squares of card, origami, humans, animals, sexuality
- Email: Ask for it.
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Sitting here looking at this world we have abused,
I stir in the chilling reality we have created,
The world is not safe anymore,
This war is on a new level,
God only knows how it will all end,
Always hoping for something better to come along.
*something original to do with aardvarks*
smell
passer
valentine
gasser
cent
spell
tasker
macabre
masker
Resident Poetry
Oh no, Jill!
You shouldn't sit on the windowsil,
because sometimes zombies
have a tendency to be naughty;
biting for a hobby, past broken glass,
going down for a toddy
(Chris, you're an ass! You should look up
toddy) But Jill! My spelling is noddy.
okay:
toddy - Meaning "beverage made of alcoholic liquor with hot water, sugar, and spices"
Let Jack look inside
A coarse burlap sack
The neck open wide
A half pound of butter
To help you to glide
Too late for you, Jack
As your vision turns black
As Jill thrusts you in
To that coarse burlap sack
And there's no turning back
Once you're wrapped deep inside
And the half pound of butter
Is making you slide.
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Juice a lemon into a glass, add 2 tbsp of honey, pinch of nutmeg, pinch of cinnamon, 3 shots of whisky (not some weird sour mash blend like JD), and top up with hot water. Hot lemon toddy, great for getting rid of colds.
A shot is 25ml. I have no idea what that is in American measurements.
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"Noddy" is a slightly non-culturally sensitive childrens book by Enid Blyton about a small "man" who drives a red and yellow taxi in Toytown.
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Sharp on the outside, sticky on the inside
who wobbled away to watch the telly
and would not eat a bite
unless it was smelly.
If you think emacipating bellies is tough,
let's talk about feet.
Feet happen to be lower
on the food chain
than bellies;
So, if your feet want freedom,
you're out of luck. They're like lemmings
in a toe-sucking contest. And couch
belly takes them down slow
like waves on an acid beach.
Guess you'll have to feel the sand
between your "bones"
from now on.
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There is no "I" in team.
your committee men too busy to notice
so i sit in the back next to the snorer and the loud-speaker
with my cat's cradle rubberbanded-handed a brochure
that tells of upcoming events
as nebulous as Windows 2010
welcome to the Depths
I am the Adrianne
Mantis Butterfly
Orchid Gypsy
Solar Myth
Passerby...
once who was
and left and was again
tell Chris i said "'ello" (he's the Sensuousbrush we share)
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So right to be left in this vertical vortex
Welcome to DA! If you have any questions, come and ask me.
--
Adele
MN@ Operator & =birthdays Team Member
"The camera need not be a cold mechanical device. Like a pen, it is as good as the [person] who uses it." John Steinbeck
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