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Maeve Russet Hawthorne 01 September 2003 22:56 Re: feckin potato rompers hi dear one...after living in a cabin in the scrub to a 3 bedroom house.. with hot running water.. leckie, micro AND soon to have a washer & dryer.. all I need now is a boring husband to complete the "home" NOT there is also a nice bunch of real furniture.. stuff that is too heavy for me to carry like sofas and tables etc.. and a cd player (I never owned one)so I put in my only disc (Van the man) Back on Top... cranked it up and looked out over the wilderness... a fab view of snow topped mountanya and forest.. this is being written in the tourist centre on a laptop.. wish you could come for a visit, vile one.. sticking my easels together and sorting out a studio hopefully get some paintings underway soon... M ps hows the cookin? Vile Jelly 02 September 2003 10:14
Pah! There you are pretending to be Jeremiah Johnson meets Grizzly Adams when
in fact you're living in the lap of luxury! It's alright for some.
Enjoy the wilderness. In fact, really enjoy it by blowing up the tourist
centre! I shall not be able to join you. As explained elsewhere
previously, we are not allowed to take holidays when it is busy and as we are
working in the Sloop .....
Thinking of volunteering to be a UN relief worker in Iraq to get some relative
peace and quiet!
PS. Don't forget to e-mail us a painting when you've done some.
Maeve Russet Hawthorne 02 September 2003 23:43 sloopy hang on sloopyhangon .. roger your request fer image.. if you volunteer, take your knives dear vilish cookie cutter man.. and a handfull of roses for the women, they want roses, and bread darling, bread and rosieposies... the grey, rolling clouds, a stark white curtain falling down into the purply mountains... M Vile Jelly 03 September 2003 09:43
So, what's the plan? Give them the knives and bread and if they still go all
stroppy threaten them with the roses?
We are currently suffering from the balloonatics and their hangers-on. I just
wish the buggers would go (one way or another). Maybe we'll get lucky and the
Americans will shoot them down over Roswell again!
Maeve Russet Hawthorne 03 September 2003 21:35 yes, m ake them eat lamingtons covered in marmite .. .. Vile Jelly 04 September 2003 08:55
Careful, woman, there's only so much they'll take. If we start deploying
Marmite against them we'll be in breach of the Geneva Convention!
Shouldn't we just stick to more humane forms of mass extermination like
nuclear and chemical weapons?
Maeve Russet Hawthorne 05 September 2003 01:43 how about jello with chopped peanuts..... imagine the horridness, the awful sensation of sucking down cool, clear, green # 572, and sugar, and discovering the chips of nuts colliding with your tongue... I'd rather have a Pavlova or Baked Alaska... ever had a BA? I did . I think it was somewhere in Colorado and it was my 30th birthday, I had left my boring chartered accountant husband to go to Aspen to make love under the stars and in a tipi ( or anywhere else) with my white water rafter boyfriend, .. oh but I digresssss.. anyhoo. also during the birthday supper.. I ate some what are colloquilly (sp) known as prairie oysters... with tartar sauce.... why not trick your emmets.. just say the dish is some kind of seafood. like octopuddli Vile Jelly 05 September 2003 08:33
Because bull's whatsits would probably be less disgusting than the reality of
the scum-sucking bottom-feeders we do serve up as local fish dishes!
Have you seen what's at the bottom of the sea these days? Would you want to
consume something that feeds off it?
Maeve Russet Hawthorne 05 September 2003 18:09 nix Vile Jelly 05 September 2003 22:04 Personally, I would go for less than that! |
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