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If any one needs me...
...I'll be in my steam powered spacecraft, battling clockwork robots and lovecraftian monsters!
I eat food and sleep sometimes.
I Enjoy the taste of marmite.
I have a kitty kat.
I enjoy the warm pencilly goodness that comes with drawing.
I have beer.
I'm a geordie.
I went to the same High School as Ross Noble.
I sniff the rain.
It all tastes like zombies!!
www.myspace.com/nstrings if ya wanna see more of my face!
And before any of you start whining and calling me a 'Cocking Spaniel Whore'... or such like, for having a Myspace account. Let me explain the reason. If any site requires a profile, and I'm to lazy to actually write everything about me for the millionth time...Instead, I can solve all my woes with one link. So There!
I always hear rappers talking about 'bee-hatches', which I can only assume are tiny versions of Cat-flaps!
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If any one needs me...
...I'll be in my steam powered spacecraft, battling clockwork robots and lovecraftian monsters!
I eat food and sleep sometimes.
I Enjoy the taste of marmite.
I have a kitty kat.
I enjoy the warm pencilly goodness that comes with drawing.
I have beer.
I'm a geordie.
I went to the same High School as Ross Noble.
I sniff the rain.
It all tastes like zombies!!
www.myspace.com/nstrings if ya wanna see more of my face!
And before any of you start whining and calling me a 'Cocking Spaniel Whore'... or such like, for having a Myspace account. Let me explain the reason. If any site requires a profile, and I'm to lazy to actually write everything about me for the millionth time...Instead, I can solve all my woes with one link. So There!
I always hear rappers talking about 'bee-hatches', which I can only assume are tiny versions of Cat-flaps!
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» Accidental innuendo
Just before Christmas last year...
...I was in one of those DIY teddy bear factory type shops, buying a stuffed monkey for Mrs Strings.
Anyway, I chose the skin of it and went to get it stuffed.
You get the joy of stepping on the pedal to start blowing the stuffing down this tube and into the teddyskin held by a nice young lady.
First step is to get a little heart for it out of a bucket on the side of the machine. So I stepped forward to retrieve such heart. As I did, I accidentally stepped on the pedal, the tube proceeded to spray white fluff all over this poor woman.
As she was picking it out of her nose and mouth, all I could think to say at that moment was...
"I'm sorry, That's never happened to me before!"
Cue my mate pissing herself and telling me that I'm a bad man!!
(Sat 14th Jun 2008, 12:56, More)
Just before Christmas last year...
...I was in one of those DIY teddy bear factory type shops, buying a stuffed monkey for Mrs Strings.
Anyway, I chose the skin of it and went to get it stuffed.
You get the joy of stepping on the pedal to start blowing the stuffing down this tube and into the teddyskin held by a nice young lady.
First step is to get a little heart for it out of a bucket on the side of the machine. So I stepped forward to retrieve such heart. As I did, I accidentally stepped on the pedal, the tube proceeded to spray white fluff all over this poor woman.
As she was picking it out of her nose and mouth, all I could think to say at that moment was...
"I'm sorry, That's never happened to me before!"
Cue my mate pissing herself and telling me that I'm a bad man!!
(Sat 14th Jun 2008, 12:56, More)
» Lies I told on my CV
Back in the unemployment days...
...I was sent on something called 'Gateway to Work' by the Job Centre. Basically, it consisted of two weeks sitting doing nothing, while local charvers figured out how to use their 'magical writing sticks'.
Anyway, one of the requirements of the 'course' was that we had to send out a certain amount of spec letters and CVs to companies in the yellow pages...
Due to the mind numbing boredom I never wish to repeat...I included on all of my CVs that I possesed super powers.
...Never heard from any of the companies.
(Tue 11th Jul 2006, 20:41, More)
Back in the unemployment days...
...I was sent on something called 'Gateway to Work' by the Job Centre. Basically, it consisted of two weeks sitting doing nothing, while local charvers figured out how to use their 'magical writing sticks'.
Anyway, one of the requirements of the 'course' was that we had to send out a certain amount of spec letters and CVs to companies in the yellow pages...
Due to the mind numbing boredom I never wish to repeat...I included on all of my CVs that I possesed super powers.
...Never heard from any of the companies.
(Tue 11th Jul 2006, 20:41, More)
» The most childish thing you've done as an adult
Just remembered another childish moment.
Couple of winters ago. A group of us were walking from one mate's house to mine, and all the car windscreens were covered in frost and ice... Every one of them ended up with the word BUM written across it. I didn't miss a single car on the whole journey.
(Wed 23rd Sep 2009, 17:55, More)
Just remembered another childish moment.
Couple of winters ago. A group of us were walking from one mate's house to mine, and all the car windscreens were covered in frost and ice... Every one of them ended up with the word BUM written across it. I didn't miss a single car on the whole journey.
(Wed 23rd Sep 2009, 17:55, More)
» Family codes and rituals
JAFFA!!!
In the days of my childhood, we used to have 'family fun' (i use the term very loosely) playing such games as trivial persuit.
Said game is the most mind numbing experience a child could ever have inflicted upon oneself.
However, there was one occasion where my sister was asked the question
"What kind of orange has the same name as your belly button?"*
My sister in all her childish panicky knowledge immediately shouted JAFFA!!
And from that day on your belly button is known as your jaffa!
I have a wierd family.
(*for those of you who don't know, the answer is navel.)
(Sun 23rd Nov 2008, 2:51, More)
JAFFA!!!
In the days of my childhood, we used to have 'family fun' (i use the term very loosely) playing such games as trivial persuit.
Said game is the most mind numbing experience a child could ever have inflicted upon oneself.
However, there was one occasion where my sister was asked the question
"What kind of orange has the same name as your belly button?"*
My sister in all her childish panicky knowledge immediately shouted JAFFA!!
And from that day on your belly button is known as your jaffa!
I have a wierd family.
(*for those of you who don't know, the answer is navel.)
(Sun 23rd Nov 2008, 2:51, More)
» I'm going to Hell...
You ever seen that poster...
...Where it's designed to make drivers reduce their speed limit. It has a picture of a child being hit by a speeding car.
And the slogan on said poster is
"Driver in a hurry, Child in a coma."
Well, i have this uncontrolable part of my brain which carries things on into absurdity. It's the part which makes me carry a joke on until I've disgusted everyone in direct vicinity.
Well, this part of my brain kicked in and i couldn't help but add
"Monkey in a tree."
To the end of the slogan (in my head of course...not out loud (a fact which probably made the outcome worse.))
I start to giggle...Which turns into uncontrolable laughter.
All the time, all people can see is me standing looking at a picture of a child being hit by a car...laughing!!
And the worst part is, I couldn't exactly explain the reason to anyone...because it's so stupid noone would believe me.
In the eyes of all who walked past haymarket in Newcastle Upon Tyne that day...I'm going to hell!
(Sun 14th Dec 2008, 21:50, More)
You ever seen that poster...
...Where it's designed to make drivers reduce their speed limit. It has a picture of a child being hit by a speeding car.
And the slogan on said poster is
"Driver in a hurry, Child in a coma."
Well, i have this uncontrolable part of my brain which carries things on into absurdity. It's the part which makes me carry a joke on until I've disgusted everyone in direct vicinity.
Well, this part of my brain kicked in and i couldn't help but add
"Monkey in a tree."
To the end of the slogan (in my head of course...not out loud (a fact which probably made the outcome worse.))
I start to giggle...Which turns into uncontrolable laughter.
All the time, all people can see is me standing looking at a picture of a child being hit by a car...laughing!!
And the worst part is, I couldn't exactly explain the reason to anyone...because it's so stupid noone would believe me.
In the eyes of all who walked past haymarket in Newcastle Upon Tyne that day...I'm going to hell!
(Sun 14th Dec 2008, 21:50, More)