Spyderfyngers
Sacred Wunderkind
these pics were titled "No era necessario". I suppose the author meant it wasn't necessary to take off the shirt. Pero sí, lo era.
Nah, they meant it wasn't necessary to keep the trousers on.
these pics were titled "No era necessario". I suppose the author meant it wasn't necessary to take off the shirt. Pero sí, lo era.
Nah, they meant it wasn't necessary to keep the trousers on.
oh Spyderfyngers, you've made me laugh so hard I nearly swallowed my tongue.
now my landlady's parrot is staring at me suspiciously. poor creature doesn't understand the joy of frinking.
Oh no! Don't choke.
A parrot called my boyfriend an arsehole a few weeks ago. It said, "HELLO! HELLO!" until he ambled up to the cage and greeted the thing. The parrot leaned close to the bars: "Hellooooo?". My BF leaned close, simultaneously spooked and fascinated, whereupon the beastly bird shouted out "ARSEHOLE!" at the top of its voice. Oh, how we laughed.
Luvly luvly Morrissey.
I miss Gary.
And Alain
I miss Alain a lot too.
And Spencer.
And that other one - dude with the quiff.
Hopefully he's sunning himself somewhere luxurious. And writing amazing songs.
I wish he'd send at least one thoughtful letter, tell us all how things are so much better....my heart, it left with him. Or at least he could etch a postcard.
I never can get over how blue his eyes are.
Yeah. I can't say I miss him to death (he's human and needs a rest), but I'd like the occasional Moz blog. Just a short note. It's not his style, I know, but even just a quick blather about his cardigan would do.
Actually, he could do with knowing about Liberty of London's latest shirts. Remember the blue pansies? They're doing an orange version.