Wob Barley and the Mailers
As the title of my entry might imply, I’m becoming increasingly fond of spoonerisms. Wob Barley and the Mailers sounds to me like a west country postal service sit com. Wob Barley the local yokel post master gets up to some hilarious antics wit the mailers, a group of disgruntled post office employees. Thrill to their exploits.
Watch the video for Amerika by Rammstein on Youtube. It is rather choice. Like a choosable thing.
Sigh. There is nobody in the shop. I am bored by the silence. I need alcohol and other stuff that makes life worthwhile. I think I’m developing a caffeine intolerance- I’ve had a small amount of Pepsi and I’m getting pest chains… ho hum. Free bonus spoonerism for you there.
I have spent much of this week at work in a state of apopletic rage for no particular reason. I’m increasingly of the opinion that I need a new job. As much as I love it there is far too much going on with staff politics at my current place. I want a quiet life filled with alcohol, book and computer games. That would be most entertaining.
Not much else to say really so I’m going to go and put some models together.
Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do…
Tom
Wow, then there’s a lot i can go do right now xXx
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pest chains?
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No! I don’t like Rammstein. *sticks fingers in ears* Lee Mee xXx
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I have skype and a fast internet connection, so tell me how to find you!
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ryn: Send me it? Lee Mee xXx
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WILLY BEAN! Thomas, you are a dear old spastic. x
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Ha cha cha, I don’t like Rammstein as well! Where are you? I have Skype you lazy hobo, come talk to me. Also, thank you for dedicating this journal to me though I have no idea how long ago you did that. MWAH! Something else, something else… um. Oh … shit. Nevermind then!
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Yes! Spoonerisms! Plire Face, Kee Beep, Rindercella who Slopped her Dripper at the Bancy Fall, and the like! Much word-love. Seizure!
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