Good After-eve y'all!
How you all doing? Good I do hope.
I'm currently on the verge of switching from being relaxed to being as stressed as a white farmer in Zimbabwe. Not that I'm in, or going to, Zimbabwe but that I've just come back from a lovely afternoon at the Spa and am thus preparing for the beginning of the second week of filming Dark Revolution. Things witht this little vampiric project of mine have been going well and are looking at the very least...ok, however I'm going to stick my neck out and say that we're going to make something good of this little shin dig.
As far as fresh elderly associates are concerned I saw Fearg towards the end of last week and very briefly yesternight and we ARE slowly but surely pushing forward with plans for Mate in various forms and will of course update you via the miracle of blogs.
I went into the egg today to see Breasts but was sorely disappointed. Disappointing.
Unfortunately this has been yet another largely uneventful and useless blog of mine and I must now leave you as my Frankfurter Salad is calling to me in a lustful voice.
Farewell Blogstars.
Things just ain't the same for gangsters...
Josh Blogolga
xxxx
(Oh and I went to see The Dark Knight and it was pretty good, not Oscar worthy but pretty good...)
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I LOVED THE DARK KNIGHT!!! Oh, and a frankenfurter salad sounds minging. Also, it must be difficult not to see breasts in the egg, what with all the feeding...
Black
HA! Just realised i wrote frankenfurter as in Rocky Horror instead of Frankfurter! Both minging in a salad, but one far more likely to have sex with you.
Mmm, briney sausage sex.
I'll go now.
Has there ever been anything better than briney sausage sex? I think not.
What about sex sausage brine? Salty.
mmmmmm sex.
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