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HELLO. I live in Bournemouth, above a sex shop. I work in a book shop and sell hair dye on the internet. I am 23 years old.Interesting fact: there is a hole in my living room, where a previous tennant, angry at the shop downstairs, bashed through the floor into the shop below to shout at them.
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HELLO. I live in Bournemouth, above a sex shop. I work in a book shop and sell hair dye on the internet. I am 23 years old.Interesting fact: there is a hole in my living room, where a previous tennant, angry at the shop downstairs, bashed through the floor into the shop below to shout at them.
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My fish..
Perform cabaret.
Those are really my fish, y'know. I think the camera flash confused them.
giant-desktop-clicky ~ webby-clicky!
(Sat 14th Dec 2002, 15:29, More)
Perform cabaret.
Those are really my fish, y'know. I think the camera flash confused them.
giant-desktop-clicky ~ webby-clicky!
(Sat 14th Dec 2002, 15:29, More)
I only have my TV guide to go on;
The fools don't cover Bournemouth :(
(Fri 9th Aug 2002, 16:03, More)
The fools don't cover Bournemouth :(
(Fri 9th Aug 2002, 16:03, More)
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» Never Meet Your Heroes
I was tricked by PJ And Duncan.
When I was little I thought PJ And Duncan (now Ant and Dec) were great. I went to see them in panto-mon-mine at Lewisham, and was bought up on stage for the audience-participation part.
Me, and two MUCH OLDER children, were given musical instruments. I had a squeezey-horn thing. We had to "play" them in order to make a song.
Only my one would not, and I was terrified. 100s of people watching me and laughing :( This went on for AT LEAST AN HOUR.
Once the laughing had died down, DUNCAN took myhorn musical instrument and squeezed it and low-and-behold it worked perfectly (infact: a man in the soundbox had pressed a button to make it sound like it had, it was a dummy one). They gave it back to me, still didn't work, they took it back, it worked, they gave it to me, AND I FUCKING CRIED AT THEM.
All I remember now is crying, a giant goodie bag, and a life-long loathing of Ant and fucking Dec.
/fumes
(Thu 25th May 2006, 16:25, More)
I was tricked by PJ And Duncan.
When I was little I thought PJ And Duncan (now Ant and Dec) were great. I went to see them in panto-mon-mine at Lewisham, and was bought up on stage for the audience-participation part.
Me, and two MUCH OLDER children, were given musical instruments. I had a squeezey-horn thing. We had to "play" them in order to make a song.
Only my one would not, and I was terrified. 100s of people watching me and laughing :( This went on for AT LEAST AN HOUR.
Once the laughing had died down, DUNCAN took my
All I remember now is crying, a giant goodie bag, and a life-long loathing of Ant and fucking Dec.
/fumes
(Thu 25th May 2006, 16:25, More)
» Fire!
Evil Devil Fires
I live on the very-edge of Bourne Valley (a pretty place in Bournemouth, through which the Bourne Valley runs - into the seeeea). It's all heathland here, and we get a lot of fires in the summer. They *rarely* come near the house, and when they do they're usually put out quickly enough by the fire-brigade. HOWEVER!
This time, I was inside, with my curtains drawn, PS2ing I think when the doorbell goes. I go downstairs but no-one's there, so I guess it was just kids, or there's a catalogue outside or something. BUT upon turning around; I see out of the kitchen window, kitchen door, and dinining room windows - pure angry red flame! As a seemingly mad BA Photography student, my first point-of-call was running back upstairs and grabbing my camera.
Then I got outside (the cars weren't outside so people thought no one was in, but rang the bell to check) and saw a kinda huge fire attacking my house;
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Fire Service had already been rang; but as per every fire - they have quite a bit of trouble finding us - so looking along the heath we see fire-men randomally appearing a few 100 metres along, looking at us, and realising they'd missed again. Before they got here, my Grandad appeared and went to the backgarden to try and put out the above fire, with a garden hose. We needed to go back and drag him out before the smoke got to him.
It eventually moved to the front of the house, and we all honestly thought that was it for our lovely house
But alas, no; very borked drainage, smashed and cracked windows on that side of the house, and said side of house was also completely black. The grass in the gardens was kinda dead, and I even had my own small victory over the fire by putting out some leaves. Go me.
But what freaked me out later was inspecting the above photo, someone pointed out that the flame had a face;
Not edited at all! DEVIL FIRE!
(Fri 4th Nov 2005, 17:54, More)
Evil Devil Fires
I live on the very-edge of Bourne Valley (a pretty place in Bournemouth, through which the Bourne Valley runs - into the seeeea). It's all heathland here, and we get a lot of fires in the summer. They *rarely* come near the house, and when they do they're usually put out quickly enough by the fire-brigade. HOWEVER!
This time, I was inside, with my curtains drawn, PS2ing I think when the doorbell goes. I go downstairs but no-one's there, so I guess it was just kids, or there's a catalogue outside or something. BUT upon turning around; I see out of the kitchen window, kitchen door, and dinining room windows - pure angry red flame! As a seemingly mad BA Photography student, my first point-of-call was running back upstairs and grabbing my camera.
Then I got outside (the cars weren't outside so people thought no one was in, but rang the bell to check) and saw a kinda huge fire attacking my house;
Fire Service had already been rang; but as per every fire - they have quite a bit of trouble finding us - so looking along the heath we see fire-men randomally appearing a few 100 metres along, looking at us, and realising they'd missed again. Before they got here, my Grandad appeared and went to the backgarden to try and put out the above fire, with a garden hose. We needed to go back and drag him out before the smoke got to him.
It eventually moved to the front of the house, and we all honestly thought that was it for our lovely house
But alas, no; very borked drainage, smashed and cracked windows on that side of the house, and said side of house was also completely black. The grass in the gardens was kinda dead, and I even had my own small victory over the fire by putting out some leaves. Go me.
But what freaked me out later was inspecting the above photo, someone pointed out that the flame had a face;
Not edited at all! DEVIL FIRE!
(Fri 4th Nov 2005, 17:54, More)
» My computer gave away my secrets
I went to help format a friend's PC,
after it was formatted. And despite me hammering it into him that "you will lose anything we haven't backed up"; he comes up with "oops, my Mum's wedding photographs were on there".
However, as it was a fresh format, I knew a recovery app would probably get them back. I told him not to do anything on him (I had visions of him creating a 40gb bitmap in paint and wiping all the magical magnetic data).
I return with some file-rescue app and load it up. Magically we can choose to only recover pictures! I think you now know where this is going.
End result was me having to sit next to my friend for a good hour whilst porn picture after porn picture (and some were quite worrying) flashed up, with a 3 second or so pause in which I could look even more horrified and my friend could make up a whole new excuse for it's being there.
(Fri 10th Feb 2006, 12:00, More)
I went to help format a friend's PC,
after it was formatted. And despite me hammering it into him that "you will lose anything we haven't backed up"; he comes up with "oops, my Mum's wedding photographs were on there".
However, as it was a fresh format, I knew a recovery app would probably get them back. I told him not to do anything on him (I had visions of him creating a 40gb bitmap in paint and wiping all the magical magnetic data).
I return with some file-rescue app and load it up. Magically we can choose to only recover pictures! I think you now know where this is going.
End result was me having to sit next to my friend for a good hour whilst porn picture after porn picture (and some were quite worrying) flashed up, with a 3 second or so pause in which I could look even more horrified and my friend could make up a whole new excuse for it's being there.
(Fri 10th Feb 2006, 12:00, More)
» Cheating cheaty cheats
You can't forge the verify part of the "I like this link" as it changes each time the page is loaded,
so all the people faking those are not doing anything at all! XD
(Fri 18th Nov 2005, 13:45, More)
You can't forge the verify part of the "I like this link" as it changes each time the page is loaded,
so all the people faking those are not doing anything at all! XD
(Fri 18th Nov 2005, 13:45, More)