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Saturday, April 14, 2001

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I'm at work on a Bonk holiday weekend, too. As you can see. It's all change at SLAGS central. What do you make of the black and shocking pink make-over?
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Friday, April 13, 2001

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Watching Graham Norton at work. If you didin't see it then check out Dumb Laws.
Remember that it is illegal to pleasure yourself with a 'live' fish
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Am I the only one who works public holidays?

Judging by this, most LEO's live in Stockwell.......

LEO
The adventurous type, always looking for thrills and willing to try
anything. In other words, stupid. You have the IQ of a garden snail
and will never amount to anything. Most Leos are living on the
welfare.
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THE GAY BOY'S PRAYER

Our credit
Which art on plastic
Harrods be thy name
Thy Voyage dress
Thy Hermes bag
In Selfridges
As it is in Harvey Nic's
Give us each day our Platinum Visa
And forgive us our overdraft
As we forgive those who stop our next Mastercard
And lead us not into Top Shop
And deliver us from Burton's
For thine is the Cartier, Prada and Versace
For Gaultier and Eternity
Amex.


THE STRAIGHT BOY'S PRAYER

Our beer
Which art in barrels
Hallowed be thy sport
Thy will be drunk
I will be drunk
At home as it is in the pub
Give us each day our daily beverage
And forgive us our spillage
As we forgive those who spillest against us
And lead us not into poncy wine tastings
And deliver us from Tequila
For mine is the bitter
The chicks and the footy
Forever and ever
Barmen

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GEMINI
Your star sign denotes an air of duality in your character. Simply,
you're a neurotic schizophrenic. A real fucking weirdo, the type of
person who'd kill himself to win a bet.

CANCER
You have a businesslike attitude to life and a knack for making
money. You're an unscrupulous bastard who would sell relative's limbs
to buy a mobile phone. You are likely to be murdered.


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Wednesday, April 11, 2001

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One to watch

Has anyone seen Paul Whithouse's HAPPINESS(BBC 2 Tuesdays). If you haven't then I recommend it. Packed with familar faces from The Fast Show and Smack The Pony.
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Easter Bank Holiday Monday

We have decided to go to Chessington on Bank Holiday Monday.
Are you interested in joining us for a big ride?
On the list so far: Guy, Neil, David S, Andy R

E-mail me if interested
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Just thought you might like to know it's Gary's birthday today - yep he's 21 again - well it's actually 32. If you would like to wish him happy birthday you can email him. Though he's not working today, oh and don't try and send one of those internet card things 'cause he hasn't got connection at work.
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Style note: My coat is BROWN, not red. You don't want to get those two colours mixed up around one or two members of this group.

Technical note: It's probably best not to start with a carriage return, or your post gets separated from your name. And try avoid putting loads of returns after your posts, or the whole thing starts to look a bit messy, with the 'Link' tag floating around.

Astrological note: I hardly ever wear underwear, but the last time I smelled of piss was when I wandered into the wrong darkroom in Antwerp. They had piss on tap. Yes, really.

Easter note: Any ideas? Anyone?
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Are there any other TAURIANS amongst us (other than Sylvie!)

TAURUS
Warm and caring are your most endearing characteristics. You get on
well with most people because you're bisexual. You hardly ever wear
underwear and you constantly smell of piss.
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I'm never inviting Neil and Guy to the pop quiz ever again. Look, guys, just because you don't know any of the anwers, there's no need to burn the pub down.
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Tuesday, April 10, 2001

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Working from home today - just had a cable modem installed and it's fab. No more worrying about how long I've been on the net, plus IT'S FAST. Linked up through Blueyonder - £33 a month, and no more phone bills, and no more ISP charges. Well that's the theory - the dorian@blueyonder.co.uk is the new email address, which means I can get rid of Dircon (and £11+ a month). Given that I had nearly £60 internet phone calls last quarter, it should cost the same and it's FASTER.

Of course, I had to try out Gaydar to see if it's any faster, and then the messages start coming - what do these people do during the day?

Before the guy came round, I was having these little fantasy, with him being this cute young thing and us ending up rolling around on the bed. In the end he was young (and didn't really know what he was doing), though looked as if he hadn't slept this year - talk about panda eyes.

On a different note - who's going to Giant on Sunday? Gary and I are going, along with loads of other people I know. Won't be down the VT before hand though, because I'm cooking a birthday meal for Gary and 7 or 8 of his friends.

Out with my friend Luigi this evening - going to the Ku bar, 'cause he likes them young!

Well that's my first posting.
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What was the verdict on easter:
- going away?
- having a picnic?
- doing a theme park?
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Well I thought I would add something DAILY to this site, so just call me RUSSELL GRANT

ARIES
You tend to be headstrong and deliberate in your actions. Basically,
you don't give a fuck about anyone. Most people hate you but you
couldn't care less. You're the type of person who would masturbate at
a wedding.





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"A good screw"? He certainly had me banged up.
You can make up your own joke about "porridge"...
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Monday, April 09, 2001

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Went to the RVT on Friday for Jason's birthday, paid a little visit to Our Friend Ashley. Which made me want to dance all night for some unknown reason, so off we went to Sub South. It's all a bit hazy, but the guy I was snogging said "get your coat", which I did, and suddenly there were four of us in a cab heading off to a flat via an all-night offie. There was me; an Irish bloke named Tony; Matt the tall, young ex-boyfriend of Simon Le Vans; and a very scrummy guy named David who used to work in a prison.

A whole bottle of whisky later, the four of us explored every possible permutation, though not - I hasten to add - every possible position. We all stayed round there till about six the next evening, watching telly and generally chillin'. Excellent.

What did you do this weekend?
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