Whining to Ree about always being the 50 billionth commenter on her blog:
Ree: It’s not my fault you’re asleep when I post! 
And you’re not last, anyway.
Me: Yeah, I know, but I wanna be FIRST! I wanna be like those fucking idiots that go on the A list blogs – like yours 
– and shout FIRST and that is all they say. Like they are a fucking hero or something for lucking out. And they go to their friends ‘Look how awesome I am’ and their friends are all ‘Ooooh you so cool’ and the rest of us are all ‘you fucking idiot’
Hmmm, might just cut and paste that as a blog post. *snigger*
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Boo: what is neurotic woman?
Me: *laugh*
Boo: Are you neurotic Mummy?
Me: *wiping away the tears* No, Boo.
Boo: Maybe one day you be!
***********
Moo: Bitch
Boo: Ass (said with his American accent, don’t know if I have shared but my boy is American. Oh and French.)
Moo: Bitch!
Boo: Ass
They are wetting themselves laughing. I am standing there boggling, my eyes rolling back in my head at the inappropriateness of it all. Well not really, but I could be. They don’t know that. Well, they do, but… oh never mind.
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Last night Boo set a record for sleeplessness.
He woke up yesterday. Yes, my internets, my boy woke at quarter to 12. Fifteen minutes before midnight.
So yesterday.
He spent the night watching ‘Rocky Horror Picture Show’ and I have hidden all my lingerie.
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So as a result of my sleepiness I raided the work snack machine in the canteen. I needed something crunchy. All my studying for Boo’s sensory issues revealed a rather useful little nugget that crunchy foods can help wake you. Or at least stimulate your body or somesuch. Whatevs. It was an excuse to get me some fatty potato chips. And a bottle of water.
Fuck knuckle from the mail room – friend of Mary’s I am sure – saw me making my purchases. ‘A second on the hips!’ she admonished. Well if she knew what ‘admonished’ meant. I seriously doubt it.
‘What, Fuck Knuckle? Did you mean to say ‘A second on the lips a lifetime on the hips’? Fuck off and leave me alone. I am sleepless and hormonal and I will kick you in the vagina if you get any closer, capisce?’
….is what I should have said. What I did say is ‘Thank God for that! I will buy two packets!’ and she wandered off perplexed. If she actually knew what perplexed meant…
But I didn’t buy two cause I didn’t have enough change that would be gluttonous like.
I skipped back to my desk, shoeless, sat down, took a photo of my feet. As you do…
and then bury my face into the crispy potato goodness nom nom nom delicately nibble on my snack whilst looking out the window
What my stupid rat fuck son of a bitch phone camera didn’t pick up is under that Golden Arch is a McCafe sign.
I spend my entire work day with the reminder of fresh hot coffee just above my monitor. Even if it is from MacDonald’s.
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I cannot tune in a television. If I go near a TV with ‘rabbit ears’ it hisses at me and goes off station. Same thing with the radio. If a radio is on and I stand near it, white noise.
I can jump up and down and dance and the fucking thing will go off station in time to my movements.
What the fuck is up with that? Alien probe? Or is it just my electric personality?
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I had a nightmare last night. About feet. Toes reaching out to me like fingers and touching my face.
Because of this:
(stolen from Steven Humour, a site I stumbled on from noticing he had visited)
this kinda shit is funny, oh so funny, in the cold hard light of day, but not when delirious from lack of sleep and the background noise of the night is ‘I am a sweet transvestite , from transexual, Transylvania’
Those are some kick arse shoes there Frankenfurter.
{ 185 comments }
FIRST…
Well, in my blogosphere baby, you’re the A list.
Now If I yell out SECOND that will just look silly.
Especially as I haven’t yet discovered how to make comments yell… *sighs*
Hmmmph. Not first.
But I did blog you…
And oddly enough, I find that eating crunchy food at 3am when I am on night shift helps me to stay awake – and now I know why! You are the font of all the knowledge that I don’t have.
I hope I’m not last!! I love the middle toe pic, where do you find this stuff?!
The “first” thing is most hilarious when the commenter screams FIRST!!!!! and then is actually like 15th. That is awesome!
Dude, please to a post about people who write “FIRST!” because that would be funny as shit. I’m preemptively laughing about it, as if Fuck Knuckle even knows what preemptively means.
6th! Yay me! I’m 6th on an A – lister! WOOT!
Kel, there is this little green pill that I think you should meet. It will stop the feet dreams for, oh, about four hours… we used to use them alot in the medical wards…
bitch
*waits*
isn’t this an interactive game?
I like 8. Its a round number that reminds me of potato chips. IGA have a special on at the moment which means I don’t even need a good excuse – and I don’t have one. Salt and Vinegar girl myself. I am afraid the magical M symbol would piss me off more because I have a problem with kids meals in this country and just because they have decided to pander of late doesn’t mean that they are in any way off the hook for introducing fries with f*ing everything. My child sleeps like a lamb. I wake myself up and can’t get back to sleep, how sucky is that? I hooked my sister onto blogging by a sweet sip of Ree, and my sister’s whole international following is because of comments she left on that site, so it don’t matter if you are first or last, you comment – they follow… By the way, someone who found her through there found me through comments I left on my sister’s blog – well, I have just sent her the link to your wifeliness post because its 3am where she is and she need to know where a pancreas is and to wave something in front of her husband’s face to prove her righteousness. Should I have spaced this comment? Random enough?
I got a visual of you needing to hide your lingerie from Boo. Cracked me up! Wait until it shows at a theatre near you. He will insist on dressing the part to attend. New obsession, don’t you just love it?
I have the same general kind of electrical field issues as you, but in my case, I cannot wear a watch. Well, I can, but it never keeps time.
WTF are you ON? Whatever it is, can you box some up and send it to me? And while you’re at it, throw in some of that lingerie. Used is okay.
Don’t sell yourself short. You are *totally* neurotic.
PS. Cute shoes.
12th – reminds me of a month I was born in. Sorry, couldn’t resist lameness.
I think I know that view. Lucky I am too busy to be a stalker. Fortunately I work away from all such temptation!
THIRTEEN!
And I had a whole bowl of wedges with sweet chili and sour cream for lunch. Now that is gluttonous like. But damn they were good.
Yay! NOT FIRST. I rock.
I had a date come to my house once wearing a see-through plastic raincoat and black lipstick. Maybe I can dig up something similar for Boo.
Do you kill watches too? My hubby does. Must wear mechanical watches only. And also cannot tune in a radio station.
And I can never be FIRST. Sometimes I wait. I want to keep up the appearance that I have a life outside of the blogosphere.
Feel free to come and yell FIRST in my comments though. Your chances are very good there.
I totally agree on those “FIRST” bumholes!
What IS the shitting point?
I’m thinking that they don’t really have anything intelligent or worthwhile to say so the fucktards just randomly post which position they came in the “Worlds Biggest Mongtard” competition
Oh and 15th (16th, 17th or 18th… whatever) – meh!!
Hey, that’s like trees and a street outside your window there. I thought Australia was beach on one side and vast barren wasteland on the other. I saw Road Warrior! And I don’t see a single damn kangaroo. What have they been teaching me here in the states?!
I’m never first either. Ever. Example, I believe I’m like, 16th right now. It never gets better. I’m just slow, I guess.
Way to make me depressed, Kelley! And then, you go and show a picture of potato chips that look DELICIOUS and I don’t even think they sell that flavor here.
I’m depressed and craving chips I can never have.
Damn you!
PS: You’re the greatest.
I’m 17th (if Sensitiva McFeelingsly got it right.)
And if Boo ever needs to learn to swear in French, tell him I can teach him. I know loads of swearwords in French… they are so much better than in English!
Potato Crisps look amazing!
You just lost the game.
Am thinking of only ever commenting with that sentence. Does that mean I lost the game too, since I was THINKING about it?
i’m cryin’ here. cryin’, i say!
after, of course, i sprayed my computer monitor with cinnamon dulce latte (non-fat, half-caf, with whip).
ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?
“He spent the night watching ‘Rocky Horror Picture Show’ and I have hidden all my lingerie.”
About anyone else’s kid, that would sound creepy. About yours, one instantly understands.
Love your random blog
gotta say those are damn hot shoes under the desk girl!
Your REE conversation is hysterical. I HAVE been first on her comment section before but I SWEAR I actually commented!
Hallie
http://wonderfulworldofweiners.blogspot.com/
And I thought being inside MY head was scary!!!!
Don’t worry, I live in the same country as you and I’m always like comment number 152 or something on your blog.
As for those kettle chips – YUK!!! Too much crunch and not enough fat for my liking!!!!
THose shoes are just freaking awesome. I want them.
oh. and there is nothing — NOTHING! — like watching your two sons do a karaoke duet to “i’m a sweet transvestite …”
mother of the year i am.
*snicker* Picturing Boo dressed up as Frankenfurter… except I’m surprised you’re worried about your lingerie, what about the SHOES????
I love RHPS. Especially Eddie/Meatloaf. Cos he reminds me of my own hubby, complete with sax…
Those are like, THE best chips ever. We don’t have any food to buy at my work. We do however, have Fuck Knuckles. In abundance.
You are seriously random in the most random way. It’s like reading the crap running about in my head. Sometimes. Other times? I just think you’re nuts
Is it wrong to be jealous of Tim Curry’s legs, hips, waist,arse and wardrobe?
Waddyamean, I’m strange?!
deeleea: Arsehat list?
Frogpondsrock: Yeah, yelling second is rather ridiculous and arsehattery. Good thing you didn’t yell it then.
Gnometree: Font of knowledge. Magneto Bold font.
Mrs Schmitty: It is amazing what other people find for me to blatantly steal innit?
Greta: *snort* I LOVE that! And then everyone is all ‘Glad that wasn’t me’ and they are all slinking away stupid like.
Sunshine: You want me to do a whole post about it? Hmmm…
Tiff: There is a rather large bottle that has the same effect and much funner.
Bettina: ARSE! Cause I am all about the classier ‘arse’ than the more crass ass. Ooooh crass ass! *gaffaw* cracking myself up again here…
Jeanie: My brain hurts now.
Witchypoo: I have been to those midnight screenings where everyone dresses up and brings newspapers. Oh and I don’t wear a watch. Cause the party doesn’t start till I get there anyway. I am all Pink like that.
lceel: You will have to fight Boo for the lingerie. And to get the same effect as me try no sleep, it does wonders for the madness.
Jenny: They are more than cute, they are fucking gorgeous. Right? You like them right? And me. You like me cause you commented or are you just feeling sorry for me and coming here cause you are nice and don’t really like me and are really laughing with all your friends about how much of a loser I am….. like me? Please like me.
Joh: Moo told me not to post that pic. Now you are going to come and steal my shoes aren’t you?
Missy: Mmmmm wedges… as apposed to wedgies cause then I would be all ooow and not wanting the sweet chilli.
Ree: That would of been awesome! Did your parents heads explode? Cause that would have been so easy to wipe off the raincoat.
Jennifer: I will yell first anyway. Cause I am freaky like that, and my scorn for those people does not extend to myself. Cause I am awesome and can do what I like.
MrsFancyPants: Every day I get a new word from you. Mongtard. That is awesome.
VE: Calm down mate. The out back is OUT THE BACK, and the kangaroos are tethered up under the building so we can ride them home.
Sensitiva: Those chips were awesome. Nom nom nom.
Kath: Right now he is learning to swear in Hungarian. And watching Spongebob in French.
Moo: It fair does. And I read that comment this morning and now replying I have in fact lost the game TWICE! You rock at this!
The planet of Janet: I am sorry, no self respecting caffeine addict would be adding that shit to their latte. Get with the program woman! Double strength, skinny latte no sugar, sweet enough.
BoxBoy: Damn you! Now where did I put that Batman soundtrack…
Solomon: Sad, innit? But he would look more adorable than Frankenfurter.
Joyce: They are. But the heel is not long enough to puncture a lung if I am in the mood for some roundhouse kicking.
Hallie: Well make sure it is a kick arse comment cause I will be watching you…
Lightening: Inside yours may be scary but you chose to keep it there. I like to inflict my madness on the world.
Scrappydo: Just admire at a distance, scary shoe stalker lady.
The planet of Janet: But are they NINE? No, didn’t think so. Then there was Too at the age of 4 in the supermarket singing ‘Give it to me baby uh huh uh huh!’
Naomi: “Cos he reminds me of my own hubby, complete with sax…
” You know I had to read that 3 times to be sure you didn’t say sex.
Suze: Yeah, I am a tad unusual. Makes you feel a whole lot better about yourself though doesn’t it!
Jayne: At one of the midnight shows (yes I said one, implying that I have been to more than one) there was a guy dressed as Frankenfurter and he was gorgeous! Could have passed as a woman. Except for the exceptionally large package and the beard.
Sadly, I haven’t slept with Meatloaf OR Eddie, so I can’t offer a comparison…
um, ‘fuck knuckle’ hahahha. that had me rolling in the floor. seriously. fuck knuckle. That is hilarious. The likelihood of me eventually using that term and quoting you is like 100%.
THIRTY SIX!! And yes, it is worth the shouting in my case because I am that one who had a more-than-twenty comments phobia to overcome. Now, what was the comment going to be? Oh yes: You sound like me when I am sleep-deprived. Except of course I say ‘ahse’.
GAZZILLIONTH!
Got to love that American accent
We’ve got one of those in our house also.
I love RHPS, but hubby loves it more. I think he’s in love with Frankenfurter. Or maybe he wants to BE Frankenfurter. That would explain the lacy black corset and suspender belt hidden in his sock drawer….He knows that I know they’re there, he even wore them for me once.
Naomi: Do you reckon Meatloaf takes that hanky to bed with him, like a blanky? And do you think he is called meatloaf cause his willy looks like one?
Shamelessly Sassy: And I totally want a link for it too. In conversation you need to add ‘blatantly stolen from http colon forward slash forward slash magnetoboldtoo dot com’
Hilary: I am so proud of you. And as I said to you, it doesn’t matter to me if you are first or 50th, I love all of you that comment. Lurkers can bite me. Unless you come out and then I love you.
Marita: I prefer the eleventy hundredth comment. That takes skill.
River: Oh. My. God. I totally didn’t see that coming! Bwaaaaa haaaa haaaaaa! That is awesome!
FORTIETH!!!
Yeah. Don’t think it counts when it is your own blog hey? Wish I could be first…
I’m impressed, mildly.
I seriously don’t know how you cope with Boo’s habit of not sleeping. I would have to be locked up somewhere if I had to cope with as little sleep as you do. I certainly wouldn’t be capable of writing such funny stuff on a blog and bringing a laugh to so many people. You seriously rock!
Hon, I don’t know what to admire more – your sheer number of commenters or the fact you’re replying to each and every one of them. Mein Gott.
a. I am NEVER first to comment on your blog. Ever.
b. Snack foods are GOOD for you. Really.
c. Those shoes are just way too cute.
d. McDonald’s coffee does not count.
e. I never even get 10 comments, let alone the large number YOU get! So by rights, I shouldn’t even be commenting!!
BoxBoy: W00T! I mean, about what?
Tess: Babe, do you really think that someone well rested could actually come up with the random shit I do? They should do a study…
Karen: And as you know, I will go and visit and comment on each and every blog. Sadly, I no longer have a life.
Tracey: a. Try harder b. awesome, off to eat a block of chocolate c. Aren’t they! d. Agreed e. Why? Comment you biatch, show me your lurve. At this rate it is the ONLY way I will get around to your place
that you recognised the batman soundtrack.
or is it just coming out down there?
Thank you for making me laugh! I needed that on a Washington, DC morning!
OMG I luves me some RHPS. & frank does wear some killer shoes.
oh yeah just for ur Hello Kitty viewing pleasure m’dear
http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2008/05/just-turn-the-k.html
heheheheheh *mwah*
Your shoes are damn cute! What an that person was in the mail room. You should have flipped them a bird with your middle toe!
Oooooh. I would totally have nightmares about creepy feet/toes from that picture as well.
(BTW – Hi! I’ve been lurking for a bit and finally just finished all of your archives and thought I would say Hi!)
You’re awesome and I absolutely LOVE your shoes.
Steel plates imbedded in your head. That’s the problem with the TV.
Shit. I am fucking last.
Does this mean I get a hundred lashes with a wet noodle?
Or that I am just a fucking loser?
Sigh…
omgoodness, you are killing me. this site is hilarious. GREAT shoes, too. My foot kinda looks like the one in the pic except that one toe is naturally just longer than the others. Hubby calls it my “freak toe”, as in, “Don’t you touch me with that freak toe.” You may now have nightmares about me and my freak toe.
Thanks for coming by my site and sharing your thoughts.
Oh I havent seen RHPS for yeeeeeeears!! and now i have this song in my head. Cool something to sing at work
mwahahahhahhahaha…
I hafta say that actor guy looks good walkin in those shoes i dont know how he did it!
Looks like it’s my turn to whine about being the 50 billionth comment here.
Fifty five!
Yes, Tim Curry’s shoes rock. But the dude has totally lost his leg-appeal.
Hey, I’m last!!!
fifty eight!!!!
Hey – do you guys find our accents to be as sexy as we do yours? I wanna just eat those Thunder from Down Under dudes.
I am the bajillionth commenter! I win!
I am quite content to be crass.
Biatch.
oh, no! I’m last now. I’m last.
BoxBoy: I used to walk my dog while listening to the soundtrack on my 80′s ipod.
Gunfighter: Glad to be of service.
Caroline: Noooooo!
Sandy: “What an that person was in the mail room.” An what??? And I couldn’t flip her the toe bird as I was wearing stockings….
Kristen: Hi!! I saw you lurking in the shadows, I thought it was Ninja.
Magpie: Ahhh, that would be it. Might go down to the airport then.
Gina: No, because you are not last. But whip yourself anyway. And send me pictures.
Goldie: Well thankyou. Now the freak toe will be gold and I will call you Goldmember.
QueenBitch: He is so sexy for a man dressed as a woman. And I know sexy men dressed as women. I wanted to marry Paul Stanley AND Boy George as a kid. Me being the kid that is, not them cause that would be creepy.
Jennifer: W00T!
Meg: Um, no you are not.
Dawn: It is such an achievement. When you woke up this morning did you even dream that you could possibly be number 58? I know, little girls dream of this moment
Maria: No, we drool over English guys.
Missy: Yes you do! Your prize is immortality.
Bettina: Ass…
Shamlessly Sassy: No I am!
I am setting a reminder for myself to come back here in 2030 – if I am still around in this world that is. Suppose I can could come back and haunt the blog if not. Just think we could chat via ouija board rather than twitter. In fact a lot of twits (what is the correct name for one who tweets?) will be social networking via ouija board by then.
Shit, ok, now I am in it to win it, bitches.
BAM!! LAST!!NOW WHAT??!
I think it fitting to be both first AND last and thereby enter some asshatterish hall of fame…
at least until the next last comment anyway…
I’m in. Let me go back and read the post now. BRB.
I leave town and all hell breaks out over here.
I’m too sakied up to compete, but I did want to get in the line up and represent. Hilton. Room 1416, right next to the concierge room, represent!
Good luck, may the bitch with the most coffee win.
Ok. Huck. Cut that shit out. I have to bed now. It’s 1am.
Maria’s gone to bed, does that mean I’m last? Whatever the case, it’s only 10pm here…I’ve got a couple of hours.
Ew. Toes….that was nasty Kel.
ner ner
*whistles tunelessly*
Is someone whistling the Aussie national anthem???
It would be if I could remember how it goes… as it is, now that you’ve mentioned national anthems I can’t get Star Spangled Banner out of my head!!!
Cheers…
I can’t get ‘can’t get you out of my head’ out of my head…
Mmmm Kylie…
*vomit* Kylie BoxBoy. She is nasty.
OMG I totally just saw on the TV that they have invented an artificial pancreas. I like to think all my pancreas punching had a hand in that little invention..
Yeah, now I am spamming my own comments. I WILL be last goddammit!
*runs away screaming*
8.42… jinxed you Kelley… muaaah hhaaaa
She ain’t exactly talented, but she’s got a certain ‘something’
Stuff you all, I’m last! NER NER NERNER NER! heheheh
someone say something?
Goddamned leprechauns, who invited them?
you don’t INVITE leprechauns.
we just show up.
There were 85 little leprechauns sitting on the wall…. and if one little leprechaun should accidentally fall..
Goaldeebug I don’t think the little fella is gunna give up. He is a determined bastard.
and in a different time-zone….
I wonder if I can get 4fthawaiian to write a script so that every time the leprechaun write a comment, it will automatically cap him heheh
But how good a progammer are you…… heheheh
put it this way, I blog all day at work and haven’t been fired.
THATS how good a programmer I am….
*snort* So you aren’t a programmer then… LOL
Oh, at the risk of actually commenting on the post REAL post, I’ve always loved and admired Franky, though I preferred the Reg Livermore style
Extreeeeme Commenting…
Banzzzzaaaai!
Dude, seriously, this is an insane amount of comments. I might have to stay and play.
Don’t you start… how can you be so cruel to someone in such suffereing and bitterness!
Now she’s trying to distract us with shiny new blog posts *pfft*
Bah…do I look like a fucking magpie!
I have to make the 100th post!
98
Well, since you asked…
uh oh! 99
I find this degrading…
And my dialup makes this SO slow.
But almost fun.
has she said uncle yet?
has who said uncle?
Oh, by the way, YOU ALL LOSE!
you just have to wait a couple of days and then come back.
Ha!
the mad shoe biatch who has been trying to distract us with the shiny new posts?
ohhhhhhhhh….. duh!
Have we just created a new chat room? Should we invite our friends?
If this is a chat room, do we have to write in txt tlk? LMAO
STFU
I have the hi-tech method of a rubber band on my wrist reminding me to come back here every day.
OOOOOOOO, Gina, that’s a tough one to beat! How the hell can I beat a rubber band? You don’t play fair!
no not fair at all…………..
**goes off to set a reminder on her mobile phone**
As a teen, I would dress up and go the RHPS movie. There was a cult following. (This is mid 80′s) I loved my fish net stockings, and once I wore a Magenta costume.
When it went onto the stage show, ex prime Minister Sir Robert Muldoon was the narrator.
**Sigh good times, good times**
I found Tim Curry weirdly erotic in that movie.
When it was first live here in the 70′s, Reg Livermore was Frankenfurter and Frank Thring was the Narrator (though I saw it when Stuart Wagstaff was the Narrator). I loved Livermore as Frankie, and Reg says in his book that when he saw the mjovie after playing Rocky for years, that it had never occurred to him that Frankie should be attractive, as he went out of his way to make him as grotesque as possible LOL
Livermore, to me, will always be the one and only Frankie
http://www.reglivermore.com/rocky.html
Great website goaldeebug.
I must admit, I found it hard to watch when Tim Curry was in a few other things on the telly. I kept seeing him as Frankenfurter.
I’ve only ever seen the movie. Have never felt the inclination to wear fishnets
Fishnets have a certain appeal. The only time I ever wear 9cm heels is when I’m wearing fishnets. Hmm, fishnets, weekend in Brisbane, sounding better all the time.
I bought our single Reverend pink fishnets to wear and told her to go and be fishers of men ….
That’s putting out some hefty bait for the men.
Ok, here are Anja, Bettina, and Widdle Shamrock innocently talking about fishnets when we ALL know they are just trying to be last.
It’s not gonna work.
You see, I have no life, so naturally, I will win.
Well, that and the rubber band, because I never play fair
And the madness continues……….
Looks like i am the last comment for tonight.. Oh and XBox..ner ner
Someone mention my name?
but we always pick random peoples blogs to discuss fishnets on
Is your name Anja, Bettina or Widdle Shamrock?
Ok, maybe you were mistaking the ‘widdle’ as a reference to yourself.
**coughs**
Listen, ladies. Seriously.
I’ve been sitting here for two days now, pressing F5 on this thread, and commenting when necessary.
If this post isn’t locked or at least properly chaperoned then I’m going to burn down the internet.
You’ve got to reach it first
Boxboy, you’re going to burn down the internet? Can you manage to light a match with those itsy, bitsy fingers of yours? And be careful climbing up on a chair in an attempt to find the flammables. You might hurt yourself.
Hanging on. Grimly.
You people are insane. Like, really really insane. Oh and YOU JUST LOST THE GAME.
yeah but so are you and so did you
So what is everyone doing on this fine sunday evening?
I can’t believe I was like 25 when I first saw RHPS.
oh just hanging out on Kelley’s blog like usual
What is RHPS?
Widdle, “I bought our single Reverend pink fishnets to wear and told her to go and be fishers of men” oh lord, I can’t breathe I am laughing so hard. Oh, and– LOVE your friends!
Bettina- Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Speaking of Frankenfurter… oh YEAH, Curry was hot.
Even hotter? Anthony Stewart Head (hot old guy from Buffy). Am I the only one in the world who didn’t know he played in the stage version of RHPS? I JUST saw this and could NOT wipe the huge grin off my face. Now I love the guy even more. And I want his shoes.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Lilv4d9Z7o8
-Goldmember/Freaktoe
*slaps self* oh doh me!
lol
lmao at the clip
That Fake Frankenfurter is wearing my boots….
And the Winner is Meeeeee..
Muawhahahaha
Not.
(happily fondles rubber band on her wrist)
Boo!
How d’you do, I see you’ve met my faithful handyman
He’s just a little brought down because when you knocked
He thought you were the candyman.
Don’t get strung out by the way that I look,
Don’t judge a book by its cover
I’m not much of a man by the light of day,
But by night I’m one hell of a lover
I’m just a Sweet Transvestite from Transexual, Transylvania.
So let me show you around, maybe play you a sound
You look like you’re both pretty groovy
Or if you want something visual that’s not too abysmal
We could take in an old Steve Reeves movie.
I’m glad we caught you at home, could we use your phone?
We’re both in a bit of a hurry.
We’ll just say where we are, then go back to the car
We don’t want to be any worry.
So you got caught with a flat, well, how about that?
Well babies, don’t you panic.
By the light of the night when it all seems alright
I’ll get you a satanic mechanic.
I’m just a Sweet Transvestite from Transexual, Transylvania.
So why don’t you stay for the night? Or maybe a bite?
I could show you my favourite obsession.
I’ve been making a man with blond hair and a tan
And he’s good for relieving my tension
I’m just a Sweet Transvestite from Transexual, Transylvania.
So come up to the lab. And see what’s on the slab.
I see you shiver with antici… pation!
But maybe the rain isn’t really to blame
So I’ll remove the cause, but not the symptom.
“…curses foiled again!”
Ha, again up there with the movie talk, but it’s just an excuse.
I think I win.
Right?
wrong.. lalalalalala
Hmmmm….
Wrong, am I?
Seriously.
Y’all need to stop, now.
Why?
Quick look over there.. *shiny shiny*
No, really!
Is this the O.K Corral???
Oh look! I am last.
I told you I would be back.
Oh no!!! Just as I was about to announce that I was the champion….
Bah! Curses Foiled again…
I may just be able to read your mind…
Years of practise you see…
*feels so very evil*
*Lets Veronica have her 15 hours of Fame*
But we all know who The Winnah is really don’t we???
Tadaaaa!!!!!
chick it is gunna be me. So just give it up now.
But Kelley! You should let me win!
no no no no no nnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooo…
Oh, you lot are SO childish! *shakes head in dismay*
NER NER NERNER NER!
Do we really have to keep doing this? You guys should just concede….
Ha! Never!!!!!
Never might just come…
Well maybe not Never…I think that we could push the comments over the 200 or so mark..
And then I could win. I would be all graceful in Victory as well..
*skips away*
Maybe we should make the winner whoever comments the 200th time. Or something like that.
how about we say you have both won? Hmmmmmm?
That would be no fun though…
Veronica you really need to turn the email alerts off.. ok…I mean you really really NEED TO..
Pardon? Why would I do that?
So that I can win of course.. Hmmph Silly girl… Do I have to threaten you with the wooden spoon????
*sniff* You never used a wooden spoon when I was a kid!
I know.. I was saving it for when I really really needed it…
How could you ever use the spoon for food again if you used it to schwack me?
This is a special wooden spoon. I had been saving it for when you were very very naughty…
*filing her nails and watching the stupidity*
Pssst Veronica.. Who do you think goaldeebug is talking about???
Who knows! Certainly not me though…
Well it isn’t me either.. phew glad we got that sorted.. Now Vonnie while I have got you here..
My Ipod still wont work grrr and it is tooo cute to stamp on in a fit of rage..(not that I ever stamp of course)
Well it seems you have a problem, because we aren’t going anywhere today.
Sitting at home, being lazy, probably cooking all day.
Also, Hi Kelley!
*waves*
I had totally won, no one commented for 15 days. 15 FREAKING DAYS!
Do the words ‘lulled’ and ‘false sense of security’ have any special significance when used in the same sentence?
Heh. You know I’ll be up later than you are, you should quit now.
Also, want to come steal your granddaughter for the night? I will let you…
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