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RooRooRumble just changed his name to RooRooRasputin.
Who else thinks Boney M are great?

RooRoo likes eating out, long walks on the beach and many other cliches.
RooRoo does not want to go anywhere uncivilised or without broadband, which includes a lot of the North of England, the Southern States or America, Northern Canada, the Jungle, Thailand, all of South America, Mongolia, the Continent of Africa (with exceptions), Italy and New Zealand.
That does exclude Russia, Taiwan, China, the rest of America (bar East LA), Scotland, Ireland, Spain, Bulgaria, Kenya, Egypt, Botswana, the Caribbean and the rest of the World that has not been previously mentioned.
RooRoo likes cars, expensive machinery and would like a large boat/yacht with a garage for the Bentley/Aston/Mercedes/other expensive car.
RooRoo is intensely jealous of his friends who have bigger houses and better cars than him (especially Yash with his damn chauffeur, 4 servants and heated bloody marble floors).


RooRoo is very materialistic and loves money, and needs plenty to live.
RooRoo has caught a bus twice so far this year. He regards this as a personal achievement.
RooRoo is stupidly middle class and nowhere near "alternative" enough to fit in on B3ta (I still call it B-3-t-a)

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» Guilty Secrets

Not mine
But a friend's very guilty secret...

My friend (whom we shall call Tarquin for the hell of it) is very good friends with this other guy (whom we shall call Constantin, again for the hell of it). They both had girlfriends, Tarquin: Jesse and Constantin: Mia.
They were all living in the same house for the summer (Constantin's), but Tarquin dumped Jesse and Mia dumped Constantin with 2 days of eachother (both couples had been going out for a year plus).
Jesse and Constantin (the dumpees) were both very suspicious, as well as being very (very very very) upset, and confronted Tarquin and Mia, asking if anything was going on, which they resolutely denied, how dare they, good friends etc etc, and the matter was dropped (although the bad moods and unhappiness remained)

However, Tarquin revealed exclusively to me that in fact he and Mia have been having it on for rather a long time...in Constantin's house...when he's been sleeping in THE SAME ROOM, in his own bed!
So Tarquin has been having it on with his best friend's very long term girlfriend, caused them to break up, and has been screwing her under his nose, in his bed, while Mia caused a rift between Tarquin and Jesse, and caused their break-up, and has been sleeping with other guys in her ex-bf's bed.... Not only that, but then they all went on holiday together (despite anger and unhappiness), where the "fun" continued...leaving Jesse and Constantin depressed yet Tarquin and Mia unusually elated...

Mia has also been sending Tarquin seductive photos taken with Constantin's camera in his room and sent on his computer...

Both of them (Mia + Tarquin) seem to think that they can
a) Keep it hidden (doubt it, Tarquin is a terrible liar)
b) Tell the others one day
c) Tell them without Constantin killing them both, as he is very likely to do.
d) Live happily ever after

Both insist it's "true love" (we're all 17 ffs!), "never felt this way" and all that crap...

I think in a few months I'll come back with my own guilty secret...

"I Blackmailed my Best Friend"...
(Sat 1st Sep 2007, 23:35, More)

» Family Holidays

Paris
I was there with my boyfriend, whom my ex-husband does not approve of, and my ex-father in law hated, called him the "Son of the thieving Arab" amongst other things. Was not a happy time in West London.

Anyway, we left our hotel (The Ritz - very grand it was) through some huge crowds,who were saying, "Die, Anna!" (I assumed they meant Nicole-Smith) and I thought it would be a brilliant night, as the driver was absolutely sober and nothing was wrong and I was pregnant with my bf's baby.

As we travelled through a tunnel, a white Fiat Uno pulled alongside, there was a blinding flash of red light, while Judy Dench and the ex-father-in-law jumped on the car and throttled the driver, and we crashed into the pillars in the middle of the tunnel.

Ah well I thought, I wasn't that great, people will be thinking of something else in a couple of months. Only morons will be thinking of me in 10 years.

Signed,
Her Royal Blondeness,
Diana, Queen of the Daily Express.

(bindun?)
(Tue 7th Aug 2007, 22:32, More)

» Ripped Off

Cookies
I sold cookies at my school, exclusively to my class (because I couldn't be bothered to market them around school). I sold them at 30p a cookie, which was the same price as the cafe in the school, but mine were better/a shorter walk. Seems fair? Well, I was making 200% profit (20p of that 30p was pure money for me), and in 10 weeks, made 250 quid out of roughly 15 people, and each day was taking home 4 quid profit.
But that makes me think: How much money must bloody Starbucks be making at 1 quid a cookie? (a cookie with ingredients at trade price). Or Caffe Nero at 2.40 for a slice of cheesecake, with 16 slices in it, that costs about 10 quid (or less) to make and package?
We're all being swindled, make your own cheesecake and cookies! (Or buy them from me)
Bloody corporations and monopolies (even though I was one)

PS: I have shares in British Gas, Centrica and National Grid, does that make me evil? I'm quite happy since they just gave me a 14 pound dividend.
(Fri 16th Feb 2007, 20:08, More)

» Running away

Mummy I'm dead!
i never ran away as such, but i did pretend to be dead rather a lot.
it involved lying on the floor, then shouting "mummy i'm dead!"

never really saw the flaw in my plan.
think i did it because my little siser got attention when she hurt herself, and for me to top her, being dead was the only option.

i got the best in the end, she fell off the kitchen worktop.
attention seeking? moi? nah.
(Sat 12th Aug 2006, 0:43, More)

» Encounters with Royalty

Princess
my sister's godmother's lesbian life partner (that sounds a lot more distant on paper) is an indonesian princess. but of nowhere special, some really tiny place, no idea where.
but i have met her on many occassion, she usually comes with presents.

pop goes cherry
(Thu 3rd Aug 2006, 22:19, More)
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