5th February 2009
‘Tragic Life Stories’ in WHSmith
No. Please… no. This should not exist. Not as a distinct section!
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Haha! I meant to tell you. The shelf dedicated to this and other such trashy biography in my bookshop here is bigger than the Art History section. xxxxx
Dominic, Andy and I made you a song. xxxxx
Writing history in the Cambridge sands
It’s that one, right above. It goes to the tune of El Nombre. xxxxx
Appriciate that. Only funny people get songs from us. Like Mrs. Nibbs. And Olliano.
Shebang shebang. Ooh baby and the Jews, the Jews. They walked through the desert for 40 years, like everyone in history.
She’s got a boyfriend, who drives me round the bend. He’s called Ollie, he’s from Coventry, I’ll kill hiiiiiiiiim.
Spam Doms inbox!
Spam spam spam
He ne, ver, will, be, good, e, nough, for herrrr, no noooooooo.
Did you know I once had a horrible nightmare about the yoyo man?
My brotang got a yoyo for Christmas. I taught him to rock the baby – I felt 10 again. Remember pogs??
Rock the baby! Ell oh ell. I do. They were in Wotsit packets, non? Dost thou remember Wotsits, and in particular that time we set one on fire and blamed it on Jason?
Haha, yes, I remember that. Mr Mead’s lessons were poorino, and mostly taught by even worse supply teachers.
I learnt zero things. I learnt that Chris had a James Bond pen that recorded your voice. I think it was the point on which the relationship grew.
Yeh man, I wanted that pen. I remember when he wrote "Answer A –> G" on the board, and Richard Mahr answered A & G and missed the rest out. Remember Thai Sweet Chili?
Hahaha. I forgot that! And yeah I do. A grape in Maths…
A drink in summer. I wanna read my leaving book. Right now. You put about 20 ps’s. And Josie wrote me a poem.
It’s only because I’m the best. Your entry in my leaving book was actually the entire leaving book. DOM! If you’re there. You wrote in my leaving book!
Dom’s not there. What do you think this is, his blog? You stuck my only ever detention slip in that book. Proud, I was.
Haha! Thanks for all this guys
May I draw your attention to the first words of the terms and conditions:
"Keep your comments on topic…"
You haven’t done this, have you? No. You’ve let me down, you’ve let yourselves down, and you’ve let the whole school down. Andy – I want to see you in my office at break time please. I’m going to be writing a letter home. Lucy – you’re a girl, so escape with basically no punishment whatsoever.
I feel confused…
I second Saoirse’s "!!!"
This post reminded me of an episode of Mock The Week – they were talking about supermarket bestseller lists and Dara O’Briain said something about them all having titles like "Daddy, noooooooooooo!"
Where’s Lucy? The spam must restart.
I believe she is currently fighting the angry hordes at a London train station!
I got drunk with my mum last night. With. My. Mum.
Now Lucy has her very own book to write about it!
and nic ties it all nicely together.
Guys I wrote my first ever check today. Ishiuld write about this in my own blog really but I felt the need to share
But receiving them is more fun, tbh…
I don’t have a chequebook! I have to go and give a cheque to a lady but I’m too scared
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