In the immortal words of Prince Orlofsky, "chacun a son gout!"
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Er,....About the Captain
Captain Sir James Martin Harrow, KGCBP happens to be my new online alter-ego. He's as much the real me as the blogging twit you've grown accustomed to. Perhaps more so, in fact. If you don't like the change, tough.
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Oh, dear God! The old fool's gone bonkers this time.
17 comments:
Oh, dear God! The old fool's gone bonkers this time.
I'm afraid you're right, Mildred. Worse than that time in Capetown.
But they're all having so much fun.
Shut up, Agnes.
Yes, Shut up, Agnes.
Shut up all of you. I'm the one who should call him a blinking loon after that mess he got me into on my last mission.
You're all crazy! Look what he did to my life's work!
Piss off, Charlie.
Or we'll call Mme. Hagalina.
Yes, piss off Charlie, and shut up the rest of you. I'm sick of bullshit and I'll do as I please.
Completely bonkers.
I'll miss the pictures...but nice to see you haven't committed hari-kari
The pictures will be here, just more varied.
You girls act so surprised!?
I knew he was Nutsy Fagan all along.
Shut up, Brad.
Even though I have the credentials to comment on his psychiatric diagnosis, I don't think it would be ethical.
But I'm glad to see he is posting again.
You rang???????
Actually, I think this has great potential. And Charlie, you just wait til the next time I see you. I kept your horsewhip.
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