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Saturday, September 16, 2000

Ooops. Todds getting a bit pissy about me scanning in his diarys. He said he was going to "flatten me with all available pain inducing devices". Fortunately he is stupid enough to believe my excuse: i thought it was an armada of ships!
posted by David Gentle 9/16/2000

Okay, heres the first bit from Todd's journal:
Todd's Journal extract 1
"All I had to do was get onto the other side of the bush! I climbed up the side of the hill to get closer to it but I started to slip back down. My lack of traction was emulated by the seals. Eventually we got up there with a combination of Humberts sticky saliva and pure effort.
'Hoorah', we shouted, as the bush was pushed aside! Our journey, ended! Or so we thought. Before us we saw the distraught remains of the flesh threshing facility, the bones of it's structure laid bare by age.
Fucking pixies.
You think you're going to see a reunion of one of the better bands of all time and you end up being conned by elves. We wanted to walk back to the tower but we'd given them our humping stick as payment for the location. There was nothing we could do but come back to camp.
I have no idea what will happen tomorrow but those fucking pixies better not try and peddle ride that humping stick in our big fireball."

Wow! Exciting!
posted by David Gentle 9/16/2000

Thursday, September 14, 2000

"Todd. Leave my stuff alone." Those were my first waking words today as I emerged from a dream about melons. I have been haunted by Todds quest. And the constant yelling from Flirtsomely's room now that Todd has moved in. His old flat had turned into a pile of dishes and was washed by a troupe of passing nuns. Fuck.
posted by David Gentle 9/14/2000

Wednesday, September 13, 2000

Fuck me! Todd is back! And so are the seals! He couldn't find a way to thresh them properly! Of course Flirtsomely is saying that she's never going back to him. You may remember that she made her anus into a room a while ago as an act of protest. I suspect she will live with me for a while. I may post some notes from Todd's journey.
posted by David Gentle 9/13/2000

Monday, September 11, 2000

Those scrapings? The one's in the gallery? Surely not? They may be Flirtsomely's skin but that doesn't mean they float.
posted by David Gentle 9/11/2000

This is the best! Every day I get up in the afternoon and get to be alive! Wow! Now all I have to figure out are the other things that you have to do to get happiness. Doh!
posted by David Gentle 9/11/2000

Sunday, September 10, 2000

Oooh, the thing. It's got up and hidden itself again. Who knows when it will leap out at me?
posted by David Gentle 9/10/2000


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