I Took Her Love For Granted
Saturday, 30. August 2008, 16:35:43
Guess where I am! I'm not going to tell you, you have to guess.
Anyway, I'm no longer in Wales, or even the British Isles.
My access to internet at the moment is fairly sporadic, so I might not be able to answer immediately.
By the way, if you feel squeamish about watching young men wobbling nakedly, you probably shouldn't click on the above Youtube clip.
WIDGETIZE
By wickedlizard, # 30. August 2008, 21:21:13
By quentinscrisp, # 1. September 2008, 15:46:29
By solid copper, # 2. September 2008, 06:11:55
It’s my belief you have stepped through the mirror, been consumed by your own reflection and now exist (?) in that fabulous city ruled by prince Manoa. The prince, liberally coated with oil and powdered with gold dust, is preparing an expedition from his own city of El Dorado to find (mythical?) Atlantis – last sighted, I may add, via a gap between certain bushes on Bagshot Heath late last July after closing time.
It is also my belief you are currently residing in Manoa’s golden city at the request of Gordon Brown (Clown?
And your task – the task of the convention?
Make Gordon Brown popular with the British electorate (preferably without the use of mind bending or psychedelic drugs, narcotics, or the threat of killing the male first born of every family).
Quentin, I can only wish you the best of luck.
Kindest regards.
By anonymous user, # 2. September 2008, 13:37:01
I shall have to give more answers later, and my access to the computer in this place is quite limited.
By quentinscrisp, # 2. September 2008, 18:58:06
Thank you.
"It’s my belief you have stepped through the mirror, been consumed by your own reflection and now exist (?) in that fabulous city ruled by prince Manoa. The prince, liberally coated with oil and powdered with gold dust, is preparing an expedition from his own city of El Dorado to find (mythical?) Atlantis – last sighted, I may add, via a gap between certain bushes on Bagshot Heath late last July after closing time."
You're actually very close here, especially with regard to me being consumed by my own reflection, and the dubious state of my existence is also an observation of some pertinence. However, rather than El Dorado, I have been accidentally transported, due to the vagaries of the astral taxi service, to El Rosita, ruled by the twin sister of Manoa, Minoa. So, in that sense, my mission has been derailed slightly. I am currently struggling to make my way to El Dorado via a network of sewers choked with the psychic pollution of the Vrims, a vicious race of semi-human cannibals who make intermittent raids upon the cities of both El Dorado and El Rosita.
Hopefully, I'll manage this before time for my mission runs out.
"You are or were in USA. Hehehehe. Bet you didn't bring your teapot with you !"
Actually, this is correct. I'm not sure now how to square this with what I've just written about El Rosita, but perhaps I can think of something. How did you know?
By quentinscrisp, # 3. September 2008, 14:54:06
Now be careful not to step on American dogshit and try to visit a Chinatown near you!
By solid copper, # 3. September 2008, 19:15:15
By pandashavingtorture, # 4. September 2008, 00:56:05
I shall try to be careful. There have been no mishaps so far. I'm not sure where the nearest Chinatown is, but actually, I think there might be one. I have now added more clues to my location to my blog in the form of photographs.
"THE MONKS ARE COMING TO GET ME!!"
Your only hope is to confess! Confess and repent!
By quentinscrisp, # 4. September 2008, 02:38:52
By pandashavingtorture, # 4. September 2008, 13:57:11