Wednesday, 13 June 2007

I'll have an anthology with the lot ... wait! make that a holy tango.

It doesn't matter if you have books to write, markets to research, spleens to transplant, fries to upsize, babies to wrangle, or Wintery zephyrs to suck up your moist nostrils, you must go hither.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

You are the worst, most corrupting influence I have ever encountered in my life. No, I will not read the whole thing just yet.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Corrupting? Me? I'm trying to lead you down the paths of righteousness.

Anonymous said...

That's what all the demons say!

trixie said...

yes! yes! yes!

xx raincoat

Shelley said...

I must be leading a very sheltered life, I've never had a demon say anything to me.

Anonymous said...

LEXICON HARLOT
OH, INEXACT ROLL
I had some toilet paper
200 squares, to be precise
And I eked them out most frugally
To treat the forests nice
I used them oh so sparingly
Only five squares every day
But on day 38 they all ran out
Yes on day 38 they all out
They went and jolly well all ran out
The last squares had vanished away.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Wool Spaniel, you da rimer.

Catribel, if I were the jealous type, I'd be v. jealous of your name's anagrammability. It's perfect.