Crabs

are very wierd. like spiders what have armour and live under the sea and can breath in the water and walk all sidewards.

From crabs to

Mud. Which is what I have all on my trousers, on account of me doing the commando crawl on north field. CTF!
Mud is a colloquial term for coffee. coffee is drunk by silly american folks and intelligent french folks instead of tea. tea is what I had a very nice cup of this week. I think it had cream or full fat-milk in so it was very tasty.
Also when I was where I was when I was a-drinking of the very nice tea (dolly's diner on station road, longfield) I had my over the shoulder bag, fingerless (g)loves, long studenty hair, a book with lenin on the cover and a petrol can. I may be paranoid, but I was getting some funny looks and some people may have thought I was some sort of communist rebel, out to arson some stuffs. like communist rebels do? it's a fairly traditional diner: a bloke and a lady equivalentofabloke; tea; coffee; full english all day breffist; white van men etc., but it seems to be run by near eastern folks. not that I'm saying there's 'out wrong with near eastern folk. it does seem a bit odd though.


Liberty Squad is gonna be awxsome...

Sleepy eyes now. gonna go a-bed.

From,
A SamfiSh
P.S. are all my signouts the same? please let me know if they're not...
P.P.S. obviously that does not apply to the pre from days. they's was crazy days... lazy maze... summer haze... fiery blaze...

LIBERTY SQUAD!

Shift! Anti! Creosote! Googolplex! Barn Owl! Grapple! Super Pink Fairy! German Guy! Magnus Excelsior!


The President!

Extermination Plague! 5t@t1c 5h@d0w! ¡El Presidenté! Zombie bin Laden!

Watch this space!

From,
A SamfiSh

Song-Sang ling-a-sing

Songwriting is sexyfuntimes. which is not necessarily as sexy as it sounds
anyway, I had all the fun writing some toon into this song that I wrote. which is the second song writ by me to have been tooned by this SamfiSh. good times. their titles are I can hear the thunder and either when I wake or dance forever. good songs methinks, even if it's me saying the words that I just said. wrote. which I'm pretty sure I just did. possibly.

Insanity aside, here comes a quote.

“The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success"

that didn't go so well.

Who knows where I'll be in 10 years? married, childeren? 10 years ago I was six, and I can't remember being six, which is odd, as I can remember being four. I can also remember which day finding nemo opened. it was a friday. anyhoo, my point is this: I know people who are 26ish, and some are all married and parents, and some are not: which one will I be when I'm that age? the happy-baby-wifey type, or the happy-single-childless type? does it matter? I would like to be the former, but am I more suited to the latter, and due to have childs later on?

I know the answer: meh. it doesn't matter. whats going to happen is going to happen, so I'll just see what happens. if it happens. if not, well, obviously it wasn't supposed to happen.

I would say a certain spanish phrase, but then I'd have to take out a contract killing on myself.

I rode to longfield in under 15 minutes!!! it was quick indeed.
quick-a-quick quick-quick

From,
A SamfiSh