The fly the fly

I wonder why

like lamb to mutton

the zip beats the button

Neil's Diamonds

money talks... it don't sing and dance and it don't walk

Kiss me where the sun don't shine

... Galashiels

Classic chickens of 1834

I bought a canoe from ebay

but the paddle was sadly forgotten

it also lacked both sides and it's ends

plus the bit that goes across the bottom

My fingers hurt

get a tattoo

admire graphic design

ride a skateboard

...and maybe, a piercing or twelve... now you're ready

Mooses making excuses

...about abuses of juices

This picture is just to kind of accompany the link that I found just now. I lost it for ages and was thoroughly disappointed in myself for such shoddy attention. Have a geez of this lad's aeroplane cartoons and if they do not make you smile and immediately try to draw something similar then I put it to you that you ARE DEAD from the ears down

http://jeanbarbaud.blogspot.com/

have a look, he really is rather splendid

Sail boats, canal boats... and cruisers too

all britain's water ways waiting for you.

I found a picture of a wee oriental looking girl and made this from it's shape (read: coppied it and applied 200 filters in photoshop until it looked slightly different)

hyeah... cables... hyeah

It looks like it is ALL lies

that's a shame isn't it

Terence Stamp

Dolly jiggle
Kinieval ramp
Malcolm in the middle

Slow down Mr Cadburys rabbit man

Great crashing gumboots

There was a young man from Tralee

Who was stung on the neck by a wasp

when asked 'did it hurt?'

he replied 'no not a bit...'

'it can do it again if it likes

Tempura receipts

There's no snorkels without toes on something

Babe's Roof

As you can see this is just about all but here because of the marvellous sketch machine that is Pascal Campion. I always liked the stuff he drew with the wee lads on flying furniture... so anyway, yes, there you have it

I'd give it to you if I could but I borrowed it

Lot's of things begining with Bees toadsday... here is blue bill... deep sea dave... and Princess Clive Rogersteadsonson, the patron saint of burping up a little bit of sick.

Red Mercury

La rose curry du mer... bon 'appydays

Ring a ring a Moses

Hereby fer yer jollbies
Thereby where you go
Jumplers fill of bobblies
Causing laundry woe

BEATHERDER

Special offer... buy one, get one

Milenko made me do it

Just arsing about with the good shop photo and yeah well yeah... home to the wordys!

Tragedy plus comedy = time

There was a mouse once upon a tea time. It's scratching drove the neighbours to the park. It was enough to make a weep man grown... and to be honest I never even said hello

Oscar the grouch

Don't worry baby

Further testing

If this goes the way I think it will, rethinking must be rethunk

Our love was....

...flying
our love was blooming
then too much frying
put bellys over belt looming

That's what gets results

Testingtesting 1,2,5... testing

Let's see if this works

Gimpy arms hotel

flash whatever version this is, is shite

Arnold's old shop

Aint no fun waiting round to be a logistics magnate

Fly my prettys... FLYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

From the Gorbells to Vienna

Praise the turd that's hardly heard
The dull thud that preceeds a clean sheet.
Feel no repulsion over it's expulsion
rather, reflect on nature's neat feat

Eggs (hen's)

Authorities powerless to prevent the milking of an old man

the end remains nigh

Ha ha... thick ears

I like that game that they play.. that one where the guy getts knocked over then the other guy hits him in the face just the right amount of times before the 'referee' says it's time to stop hitting the one on the floor. It is like gladiators... not the one with shadow and jett and ulrica jonestown... no no no... the one with the guy lay down while the stood up man knocks all his teeth out

Chocolate, Jesus, Al Qaeda, Diet, Celebrity, Charlie Sheen

Search engine goader

Be a smarty and party with Marty

Lord Byron would blush

Here is a picture of such saucy content that I have been ordered, nay... COMMANDED by the whole of europe (a bunch not short on the owd muckiness themselves) to blank out all but the parts with the least rudies.... this is all that was left

counting backwards from 12

Catch a boat to england baby, maybe to spain

go for it ... and so on

that phrase is back to haunt me

'let's do this'... oh my, how do I despise thee... let me count the ways

The kids are so excited

...cos the stork has brought a son and daughter for Mr and Mrs Micky Mouse

I need somebody

....not just anybody

It aint easy

In a horrid house there's a greasy dark basement
where they put all the youths on a work experience placement
they learn very quickly all those sisters and those brothers
that their life will forever exist beneath the shoes of others

remember before...

...remember before all this crap the bastards are peddling? Remember before eight year old kids needing to contact other eight year old kids on the phone more than 4 times a day... before cinematic 'experiences', before 'safe' levels of radiation in everything... remember when MTV didn't have a channel dedicated to taking you round the spotless homogenised homes of the rich and unheard of... remember when polititians at least pretended not to be idle, duplicitous perverts sucking on the greasey nipples of other people's misery... when footballers gave a shit... when mars bars were bigger... when you could go into town, buy 3 new suits, a pair of boots, a bunch of bananas and a sack full of monkeys nuts and still have change from a jam jar??? No???

...aye me neither

Much too many much

past blast

Over friendly

Come on Shakey

Psychic powerless another man's sac

Gorillas love to scuba dive

the macaque is an old school monkey

Wazy Lankers