111239696820380567
Sunday, April 20th, 2003 at 8:29 pmI hate Easter Egg puns.
I hate Easter Egg puns.
I didn’t just walk straight past you, ChloĆ« - we spoke for a good 10 minutes - about Holly Turner, the film, *that* suit and ChloĆ«isms. Obviously.
News just in:
“In the distant future, Homo Sapienoids, a fearsome combination of flesh and machine, and the next stage of human evolution, take over the solar system and almost wipe out the human race…”
Wey-hey!
Those who should know, KNOW.
Johnny English - disappointing to say the least. A few ‘heavy smile/possible snigger’ moments, but other than that, it was really dull and very predictable throughout.
KIT and we will all GOJF. Oh, yes indeedy.
Why oh why are the ceilings so low on the ‘new’ 208s? Must I always wait for the next one? And then the next one?
They say there’s no such thing as a free lunch. But there is if you bite your finger nails and gargle your own faeces. Surely that counts?
Wow - we have a bit of a party here now.
That’s what the Internet is for - slandering others anonymously.