tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post6544208500126015681..comments2009-05-04T06:37:06.522-07:00dhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11978203284842718331noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-3732467362862619912009-05-04T06:37:00.000-07:002009-05-04T06:37:00.000-07:00Yep, back and looking for action.dhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11978203284842718331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-2776119451255568912009-05-04T04:21:00.000-07:002009-05-04T04:21:00.000-07:00Marvellous Dickley. Oh I say Momo! Cripes - Batbitch is back.rockmotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08939586655533001122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-69636094308656426802009-05-02T10:40:00.000-07:002009-05-02T10:40:00.000-07:00<I>buggery brothers?</I>savannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-80379515807825802402009-05-01T10:15:00.000-07:002009-05-01T10:15:00.000-07:00Good work, DH.<br />It's a step up from The Buggery Brothers who made their own lyrics to well known Beatles songs.Istvanskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00300986800641512516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-18200924164533837242009-04-30T12:30:00.000-07:002009-04-30T12:30:00.000-07:00I'm fine now thanks mm. May need a new battery for the pacemaker though.dhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11978203284842718331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-9126835047968090582009-04-30T11:48:00.000-07:002009-04-30T11:48:00.000-07:00sorry dh, I was a little out of it at the time as you can tell.Momentary Madnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05314884356743431845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-20981111531484348642009-04-29T13:11:00.000-07:002009-04-29T13:11:00.000-07:00No, no, not boring at all...but I think I need a lie down.dhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11978203284842718331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-70075192513080995722009-04-29T11:56:00.000-07:002009-04-29T11:56:00.000-07:00Make me w….e….l….l, confess. Monday I went to my usual psychiatric session.<br />She said something refreshing: “There’s nothing I can do for, but you must know that.”<br />I said yes and thought: “you were never my type anyway. Maybe that was half the problem.”<br /><br />Before the meeting a young woman came in. I watch hang her coat on the stand. We still very civilized in Finland, being able to hang coats in the waiting room, though I must admit, old habits die hard, I was and never will be able to take to do it- the risk. Too long a Dubliner. Anyway!<br />The woman in her late twenties I noticed had a very short mini on with tartan patterned tights. It caught my attention let me tell you. I politely turned my head before she turned to walk to the seating area where I was sitting . As she came near I looked at her, and said good morning, She smiled and nodded. The seats were in a circle around a circular glass table with papers and magazines. It was well below knee level so you could view with ease the reading material. I was the only one sitting there. The seats were arrange like every second hour on a clock. I sat at six o’clock. I was very surprised when she sat at twelve, still smiling directly at me. Something made me feel a tad uneasy, and without looking I noticed he had her knees slightly parted, followed with more unease, and me thinking for diversion, god she could work wonders for my - golf-ball - prostate. I felt as though I should move to three or nine o’clock, but thought that would be a little over reacting, until she picked a newspaper, and held it close to her face.<br />God, I had to look, they weren’t tights, they wee stockings, and white knickers.<br />O man, let me out of here this is a set up, or candid camera; “s…m…I…l…e, you’re on,” and at that her Doctor appeared, greeted her, and as they walked away, I stupidly said - I don’t know why on earth believe me - good bye. She turned, and said smiled and said good by too.<br /><br />You see the things your posts do to me dh.<br />Sorry to bore you. I could go on, but I don’t want you having to block my comments.<br />Great post. Loved every bit.<br />Cheers man!Momentary Madnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05314884356743431845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-40283679658219588822009-04-28T10:32:00.000-07:002009-04-28T10:32:00.000-07:00Oh dear....just when I'd managed to attain a modicum of equilibrium.<br /><br />Must be some copies of 'Performance' around somewhere tony. Ebay?dhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11978203284842718331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-53229028126637597832009-04-28T08:46:00.000-07:002009-04-28T08:46:00.000-07:00I'm back, and I brought a friend along.Batbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739566469072081361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-27076033751337343842009-04-26T17:06:00.000-07:002009-04-26T17:06:00.000-07:00tony...i found a copy of <I>performance</I> on dvd on amazonsavannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-69633099468698950482009-04-26T17:05:00.000-07:002009-04-26T17:05:00.000-07:00I.LOVE.THIS.<br /><br />i found myself humming as i read. xoxosavannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516145.post-50041137591456855382009-04-26T09:10:00.000-07:002009-04-26T09:10:00.000-07:00which reminds me.........i keep looking for a DVD of "Performance" but cant find a copy for love or money.Yea,maybe I should just stick to books?tonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03746435400444226665noreply@blogger.com