on some deleted poem
2 Sep 2002, 8:33 AM
this reminds me of the stretch near wildes gaol. Your not a berk are you
on Our lord and saviour, the land of 60 million micks, as wonderful and noble as the pink empire. by ==Doylum
6 Sep 2002, 7:09 AM
ps who the fuck gave this a 5?
on some deleted poem
2 Sep 2002, 8:42 AM
No i won't. For i'm not.
on Life's Great Irony by Tascobar
6 Sep 2002, 6:58 AM
Yes irony in an Alanis Morissette stylee.
on The Seasons, Changes by Frass
5 Sep 2002, 5:28 PM
I shall duel sir. Thrust
on Our lord and saviour, the land of 60 million micks, as wonderful and noble as the pink empire. by ==Doylum
6 Sep 2002, 7:06 AM
I knew you'd like them, Fortnum and Mason don't ye know. They are a bit of a problem though, i keep forgetting about them and they tend to catch on doors jambs and latches and suchlike its also a pain when logging in i don't know how dirk does it all the time. I may have to remove them later if it all becomes to much. However i am pleased with them, so for now they can stay. Lots of love from the all new jobless but wing-ed {--=Doylum=--}
on purple by youngweirdo
6 Sep 2002, 7:56 AM
Ah the Purple Turtle, a most hallowed place, and an old favorite, why did they knock it down? why did they move it? Why banish it up town. A most mystical of places, no more. Howl howl howl, you are determined to bring darkness into my world. Oh well whats for supper.
on The Seasons, Changes by Frass
6 Sep 2002, 2:22 AM
Why holmes with your rapier mind you solve the most perplexing of mysteries. What small clues could have led to such a deduction. By all that is wonderous i do belive some bits of Frass are rubbing off on me, yes i see it, you have been to Virginia Beach, where you will be riding the new (to you) '01 Gary Fisher Joshua F4 you just nabbed for a song this afternoon. Oh what a magnificent gift. Although it could just be cause i left the light on and the window open.
on Evensong by Nicholas Jones
6 Sep 2002, 2:52 AM
i preffer to belive in a land of milk and honey, where one can purchase a sheep on a stick for the verse from a well known popidle. Alas i have seen the future and it does not include vannessa, nor or a wooly headed beast. Why must you torrment my mind with visions of blackness. Handshandy you are a shit. Leave us to our wonderful visions
on Our lord and saviour, the land of 60 million micks, as wonderful and noble as the pink empire. by ==Doylum
6 Sep 2002, 3:16 AM
you also lose, and i win. SO there
on The Seasons, Changes by Frass
6 Sep 2002, 2:37 AM
Dear dear birthmark/steaming pile of, -=Dirk=- and i are quite quite different, not only are my new wings far bigger and more impressive than his, he is saintly and godly and wise beyond his sheep worrying years. I am knave, a peasant and quite possibly a pediatrician (at one of the little people). Perhaps you are both Agoraphobic and need to reassure yourself that numbers are not getting out of hand, however in the interests of truth, justice and the american way and at the risk of setting off an attack, I AM NOT -=DORK_ARSEHOLE=-.
on Evensong by Nicholas Jones
6 Sep 2002, 3:30 AM
Be careful what you say young man or you may end up in a slough of despondency.
on some deleted poem
5 Sep 2002, 3:37 PM
New improve {--=Doylum=--} with wings. How dare you use my name in a sentance with those others Birthmark, i havent even said anything yet.
on The Seasons, Changes by Frass
5 Sep 2002, 4:15 PM
I'm not sure i like you attitude steaming pile of Frass. I don't think you trying hard enough. I don't care for you wittering or that of DA of H8 for that matter, you bring the tone down. Oh the lovely boatsails how they dance-ed before mine eyes. Throw the seagull some seltzer oh what a colourful display.
on some deleted poem
5 Sep 2002, 5:27 PM
but i'm quite clearly no DA, whoreass would love me if i were.
And besides my wing are far more splendid than the -=Dark_Angel=-.
Beakism you can't count ha ha
And besides my wing are far more splendid than the -=Dark_Angel=-.
Beakism you can't count ha ha
on some deleted poem
3 Sep 2002, 8:18 AM
But if one were destroyed who would fill the vacuum. Filth must always exist, for then where would we find cleanliness.
on Z higher of arts by ==Doylum
3 Sep 2002, 3:51 AM
What are you doing in a shit bog Frass. Searching for yourself? I suggest it would be easier to look at spiders webs, of a freshly laid dog turd, epecially if you can find one of those white crusty ones that are rarely to be seen nowadays (would show up better). Otherwise twould be like looking for a frass in a farmyard.
on Z higher of arts by ==Doylum
3 Sep 2002, 3:44 AM
Thanks fadge, i shall change it this very second, instant, moment, jiffy, stiffy, wood i be able to pop some with you, just so long as i'm not so very mashed.
on Uncertainty by nentwined
2 Sep 2002, 8:18 AM
Look again i'm sorry, yes its your site, but for gabbin out slightly more forcfully than might otherwise be expected in this situation, thats the 3rd poem of yours in a row in the random list. I know you've written a lot but give the other kiddies a chance would ya.