Call it puppy love if you want. I have this tendency to attract 'wounded' people, animals, birds etc. I feel a compulsion to play Goth and make everything right. The good news is that more often than not, I can make things right - the bad news, I didn't get any of the 'super' powers invested on/in my rival - the big bloke with the beard.
So why 'Puppy Love'? Certainly not because I am a fan of the Osmonds. It's because I was talking to a friend - we, ok I, ventured into talking about my own funeral. Not a thing that should enter a normal persons head but, try walking in my shoes.
My theory was when I die, it would be nice if all the little saved 'puppies' turned up - there could be the little 'saved' puppy procession. Then they could all be presented with a stick and a marshmallow to toast over my burning corpse. All of this could happen to the sounds of The Mission - "Deliverance".
I don't want to be omnipotent, omnipresent or omni-anything - have enough trouble being where I said I'd be at the right time. But, some of those 'Super- powers' would help about now you fat twat.
a luego,
S
LBC -Little Book of Calm -> "Float in a swimming pool, a float tank, or even a bathtub, and weightlessly feel your tensions dissolve" - yeah, but what if you have a green submarine?! Ha, didn't think of that you hippy geek did you?
BBoM - Big Book of Madness -> Go to a wedding and when it gets to the "...if anyone objects?" shout "ME" and run away really fast
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I do love the link to me. . .thanks - big smiles!
p.s do you see me as a puppy in need of saving?
I like your BBoM, Master. I would certainly shout "ME" and run away really fast. As a matter of fact, once was more than enough.
Super-powers... who wouldn't want to have them in order to rise and run away from our own funeral really fast.
Crazy really - first thing in the morning and I read 'I like your bum - master' - eek, thought I was in prison or something. Slowly, I'm beginning to focus, well my eyes are but really slowly...like a baby hedgehog.
Glad you have changed from drama Q to dancing Q (even if ever so briefly). If you need saving, Goth-Boy will, well think about it in a dark, slightly poetic way.
Admitedly it doesn't take much to turn me into a dancing queen, a simple link and nod of recognition, the joys of being consumed by dramas. . .
OK so maybe you won't be one to charge in on a white horse but I could lurk under your cape. . .black of course.
Hmm - like the idea of lurking. Have to promise to jump out every once in a while and shout BOO though.
Incidentally, I can ride a horse (even bareback) trick taught to me many years ago by a Sioux chick/lady/woman thing
Master, I like your Big Book of Madness, your BBoM, that is.
Yes, but because you have that foreign 'flirty' accent it sounds like you like my bum.
Steady on tiger - you've never seen me let alone my cute furry bum - although I'm sure we shared a few intimate moments in previous lifetimes.
As Lenny Kravtiz said - "Are you gonna come my way?"
*grins in a mischievous fashion*
He also said "I was born long ago".
My Past Life Number is 6 and I flirt with danger in the inferno of battle.
*smiles in a mysterious fashion*
You forgot to mention that he was from Stoke-on-Trent and was in junior school with one rather equally scruffy Slash, formerly of Guns and Roses. Same place as irritable little rascal from Take Twat that did rather better than the rest of the band, Robbie.
*smirks in a knowledgeable way*
To smirk in a knowledgeable way, that's what a Goth does best...
*smiles in an admirative fashion*
It is most definitely not what a Goth does best.
But, wondering what he does do best - now there's a question *brushes long hair away from eyes*
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