A weblog of diaretic (as opposed to diarrhetic) crap.
Will it be a well-baked scone?
Happy 2 years! Virtual birthday present (not written by me, thank goodness, but googled carefully for you) here. It's not exactly mediaeval, I know, but everyone needs a bit of Beowulf-themed comedy in their lives. Beoweulf (to Grendel) "I don't think so, bitch!... Did not know who he was fucking with..." etc etc. Plus, I couldn't find any Gower-themed satire. Gap in the market, there ;)
Oops - Beoweulf indeed. Sorry!
Eep, happy blonkday! Wow, three is quite old in blonk years. Well done you – and this is one of my favourites, by the way.
dave: it would have been if i didn't have the oven too hot. they were golden-brown on the outside so i pulled them out before they burned, but they were still a bit doughy on the inside. i can't win.lorna: that is fucking HILARIOUS!!! thank you so much! what an awesome pressie! xoxoxoxannie: thank you very kindly! and yes, 3 is quite old in blonk years. M.E. is starting to go through menopause.
Happy marking of the Earth going around the Sun once again! I'm late to the party (what else is new) but enjoying the read very much.
Oooh, happy blogday!
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