I love this version - folks, it's highly recommended!
It amuses.
And appeals.
It's from RelientK's Christmas album "Deck The Halls, Bruise Your Hand".
I have more, including "Santa Clause is Thumbing to Town".
Buh. Someone nag me to post, please? I'm having dreadful trouble when nobody's on AIM. :/
Oi. *pokes* Post!
Pleasure to help.
Oops, now you've gone and done it... XD *sneaks out of Party with a guilty look on*
OMG, OMG, WTF, ROFL, LMFAO, BBQ, etc.
*moshes*
Stephanie! and more Stephanie!
My little mermaid!
Awww! Teh Princess! So Kyooot!
...Hang on, that's on your surgery's website, isn't it? *g* *goes snooping* Ooh, I like your security staff! Are they employed directly by you, or are they from an agency? *g*
I wants teh security staff.
*is happy; has found website of free photos for web design (and yes, they even have cabbages)*
The security staff is well paid in dog biscuits and diet food. Job perks include midnight trash raids in the staff kitchen and shameless begging in the exam rooms from the regular clients.
The security staff page needs updating I guess....Clyde has moved to the Heaven Patrol and I haven't been able to bring myself to delete his pictures.
Did you take the clinic tour???? We had a little too much fun taking those pictures! LOL.
Cebbege!
Jules, you may be amused at this one. Last night I dreamed I spotted Simon going into some big building or other.
I stalked up behind him, waited 'til he turned around and said "What's up, dawg?" Looking quite moody, he grouched at me and said my hair looked "very unflattering" (I was wearing it tied back as usual).
This did not bother me much, needless to say. Summoning my very best mindfark powerz, I said "Yours looks nice!" He looked a bit taken aback, then -
and that's all I remember.
He's so easy to disconcert! Heeee!
At least he didn't say you looked like a scally/townie scum/chav.
Last time I spoke to him he said he was probably going to have to shave his head. He hasn't brushed his hair in weeks and it's basically a big tangled mess.
Last night I was dreaming about pezzies, which you might find amusing. One of the girls I know in BioSoc has hamsters, and she had been telling me on the bus on Saturday night how she was taking one of her boy hammies to meet a nice lady hammie, and they were hoping for a large litter.
I dreamed she took them to Paul, and then they realised that gerbils and hamsters probably wouldn't mate because, apparently, the babies would be born blue with hypothermia... Hmmm...
It was all gelled/slicked back when I 'saw' him. *chuckle*
Love the pezzie dream!
And sadly, I think I'm too scruffy to be a chav.
I updated HHnet's writings page with a few more poems - nothing new, they're all old ones - plus shameless curriculum-vitae-type links.
Vitae! Accelerah-te! Petrum deus! Expressus Americanus! *wanders off reciting the dog-Latin spells from Dungeon Keeper*
I miss my squirrels!!!!
This squirrel misses you!
So does this old canine. *cling*