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Where’s rusty?

Wednesday, December 30th, 2009

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From Twitter: Tonight I turned off my famous, hedonistic hot-tub, a monumental event. I did it for climate change. In every sense.

December 27th, 2009

From Twitter: Then after 3 days he comes back again? Do we get more eggs? Bloody hell- this Holy-child is complicated- let’s just get a dog.

December 24th, 2009

From Twitter: And in 33 years you’re going to? Nail him to a what!? But we get chocolate eggs for that. I see. Where’s my hammer I’ll do it now.

December 24th, 2009

From Twitter: The hotel is busy. If you want you can go and give birth in the barn. What? No you can’t have my bed- my wife and I have sex in that.

December 24th, 2009

From Twitter: What’s that? A boy child? Born in a stable? That kid needs a gift- where’s my bloody Myhr! I mean Mer. Murgh. Actually he can have socks.

December 24th, 2009

From Twitter: I was about to post my photo but the 50p melted from sheer sexual razmataz. What a waste.

December 18th, 2009

From Twitter: A bit less chitter chatter and a little more genital photography please. Gents -please include a 50 pence piece in your photo for scale.

December 18th, 2009

From Twitter: I just read that my tweets are the 3rd most influential in Britain. I will only use this power for good. Now send photos of your sex organs.

December 18th, 2009

From Twitter: In La. Held by customs for an hour- because of “previous convictions” then stepped into a a drizzlin grey-scape. It’s like being 16 again.

December 13th, 2009
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