Never Too Late!

Never Too Late!
any resemblance to anyone real or imaginary is mere bad luck
we are all lying in the gutter, but some of us are trying to get up


Things of beauty

the afternoon's incessant chatter


Anonymous said...

Oh, voidwithme is looking so cute... Eeeeee! Que fofo! I love the resident caterpillar ;-D It reminds me of the time I was employed to train the Nizam of Hyderabad's royal pet giant caterpillars to do tricks for visiting dignitaries, during my years of wandering in the mysterious Orient. Unfortunately one of them devoured one of Queen Elizabeth II's Corgis on a state visit... Quelle desastre... It could have escalated into a serious diplomatic incident, had not the Nizam drawn his scimitar and immediately decapitated his most precious pet caterpillar on the spot... The expression on his face at that moment has haunted me ever since... I became addicted to hashish and opium and ended up a bicycle mechanic and pigeon hypnotist in Benares... but that's a whole different story. All my love.

(PS. Still no cheque, only a P60 and some old bank transfer receipts... I am so sorry... not that it's my fault; I mean: I empathise with your disappointment. That said, often I have felt most free when without a rupee to my name.)

Paulette said...

Now that's weird... i didn't do it!!!

Oscar said...

{ but I did both }

Indigobusiness said...

Iboga won't cure this.