Dogs don't live long enough :(

From: Cherie Harding
Date: 10/01/2006 18:42
To: Kev@****.org
Subject: [Auto-Reply] Lesbos Shares Horse

I am happy to introduce my self

Woman fucking a goat

Fucking horses outside

Petiricia 37 doggiestyling with her favorite petl

http://Petiricia.suckadogfuckapony.com/2/

Jane and I have decided that this year we will give up smoking.

So far today I've smoked half a fag. And it was a roll-up, which I made really skinny. It made me feel guilty, but at least it stopped me wanting to kill anyone, and at least I only smoked half of it, and it was only very skinny... Tomorrow I think I'm going to have my first bash at not smoking at all. Judging by the way I feel right now, it's going to be an experience... Jane's just capitulated and gone out for her second fag of the day. I can't see her smoking from here, but I know she's doing it. This sucks...

Anyway, I think scribbling the experience down here might help. At least it gives me something to do with my fingers other than smoking! My typing appears to have gone all to pot though, either that or it's a result of my losing all my thinking or doing skills...

I'll probably write again tomorrow, but I recommend you don't read it. I may even spend the entirety of tomorrow writing. And the day after. And the day after that. Smoking is bad, kids.

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Screengrab in case you missed it:

The bins of York are vying for my attention.

"Three months, twenty five years, and life."
"..."
"Do you get it?"
"No."
"Three months, twenty five years, and life. They're sentences but they're also prison sentences. You get it now, don't you?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Listen to it again, now that you get it. I think it's a really good joke."

Everybody in Britain should be aware that we are living under constant threat of terrorist attack (thanks, Tony). Luckily, the government are going to help us survive any attacks they fail to prevent by giving everybody a life-saving leaflet packed with advice about how not to be killed by bombs and lethal biological agents.

Here's some top advice for starters, from preparingforemergencies.gov.uk:

"
* Go inside a safe building
* Stay inside until you are advised to do otherwise
* Tune in to local radio or TV for more information

Of course, there are always going to be particular occasions when you should not “go in” to a building, for example if there is a fire."

See? You should not "go in" to a building if it is on fire. Thank christing fuck we have civil servants toiling away to provide such valuable life-saving tips.

It was my birthday yesterday. Yes, many happy returns and all that. This birthday differed from birthdays in recent years in that it wasn't preceded by an appeal for mindbending drugs on my website. This is because I am now officially too old for mindbending drugs, and - some might argue - too old for websites. I am... 30.

So on my birthday, I decided to go visit my sister. My twin sister, who as you might imagine is also 30. I got on the train and attempted to buy a ticket for myself, and one for my girlfriend; "One grown-up and a student, please". The ticket bloke apparently misunderstood, and only vended one ticket. This is the ticket he gave to me - please take note of the ticket type, and the date, highlighted in the image below:



"Y-P", as you may know, denotes a "Young Person", and so this ticket is clear evidence that I was validated as a young person on my thirtieth birthday. I should add that Ticket Bloke did not ask me for identification.

The End.