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Errrrr.
I have a rubbish website. It's called Gothnet because I felt like it.
I make very few decent pictures. Most of the ones I'm proud of turn out (quite by accident) to be a variety of smoking animals. I didn't even realise the theme until someone pointed it out.
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Errrrr.
I have a rubbish website. It's called Gothnet because I felt like it.
I make very few decent pictures. Most of the ones I'm proud of turn out (quite by accident) to be a variety of smoking animals. I didn't even realise the theme until someone pointed it out.
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» Shoddy Presents
I'm sure they didn't really hate me
I had an old auntie on my dad's side, one of those ones of some ambiguous genetic or marital connection that's just called "auntie" despite no-one knowing who she's actually related to.
Every year she would give me keyrings, packs of cards, more keyrings, maybe a matchbox sized car and some more keyrings. As if this wasn't crap enough, they were were all promotional items that she'd got for free somwhere.
But that's not that bad, what's bad is that they were all fag related. At the age of five I had an impressive collection of Dunhill, B&H and Rothmans sponsored tat. Marvellous.I'm sure she didn't meant to encourage me but I am rather partial to a smoke these days....
(Mon 27th Sep 2004, 14:29, More)
I'm sure they didn't really hate me
I had an old auntie on my dad's side, one of those ones of some ambiguous genetic or marital connection that's just called "auntie" despite no-one knowing who she's actually related to.
Every year she would give me keyrings, packs of cards, more keyrings, maybe a matchbox sized car and some more keyrings. As if this wasn't crap enough, they were were all promotional items that she'd got for free somwhere.
But that's not that bad, what's bad is that they were all fag related. At the age of five I had an impressive collection of Dunhill, B&H and Rothmans sponsored tat. Marvellous.I'm sure she didn't meant to encourage me but I am rather partial to a smoke these days....
(Mon 27th Sep 2004, 14:29, More)
» My Worst Vomit
The wardrobe incident.
Being fond of the booze when I was 17, I went out to a friend's party/gig. The guy had hired his own hall for his band to play in and invited his friends, and he provided booze. After a lot of beers we decided it was time for a wine race (there were loverly boxes of cheap wine. Mmmm.) and started to chug that down too. Then it was cigar time and we staggered off to the nearest pub for a packet of hamlet.
After a trip home in the car with my friend's dad laughing at me all the way, I stumbled through the front door into my parents place. My dad obviously heard me fall up the stairs because he came in and said "If you're going to be sick, make sure you go to the bathroom". I insisted i would be fine, opened up my wardrobe to hang my coat up and projectile vomited all over all of my clothes.
It was awesome.
Beat that!
(Fri 20th Aug 2004, 13:41, More)
The wardrobe incident.
Being fond of the booze when I was 17, I went out to a friend's party/gig. The guy had hired his own hall for his band to play in and invited his friends, and he provided booze. After a lot of beers we decided it was time for a wine race (there were loverly boxes of cheap wine. Mmmm.) and started to chug that down too. Then it was cigar time and we staggered off to the nearest pub for a packet of hamlet.
After a trip home in the car with my friend's dad laughing at me all the way, I stumbled through the front door into my parents place. My dad obviously heard me fall up the stairs because he came in and said "If you're going to be sick, make sure you go to the bathroom". I insisted i would be fine, opened up my wardrobe to hang my coat up and projectile vomited all over all of my clothes.
It was awesome.
Beat that!
(Fri 20th Aug 2004, 13:41, More)