This blog has been discontinued
Ooh, coming back and finding you all here, it’s like the end of Home Alone. And Home Alone II.
And maybe III. Was there a III?
Anyway.
We’re all over here and shit now.
Yeah! We’re having a party, talking shit about you behind your back, and here you are still sitting here alone in the kitchen with your glass of flat Coke.
ONLY JOKING. We love you really. I just wanted to make it all special before you saw it. Come on over. We have truffles.
“ Dollhouse – the show about zombified (kinda) prostitutes (ish) who live in a spa (sort of) and have had their personalities stolen (OR HAVE THEY?) by an evil corporation (OR IS IT?) – is returning for a second season.
“Imagine an email or SMS with no typos.”
“ Queen. Someone ought to erect a monument to them GREAT START! Think about it: they’ve ruled their game longer than many of our most famous leaders STARTING TO WOBBLE ALREADY.
“ Crustaceans potter about, their shells flashing an assortment of whimsical colours like some sort of psychedelic light show.
