Monday, April 30, 2007

Scent of a diva

I couldn’t let April go by without another post. I just couldn’t. This thing I have with threes.

And so, despite arse-drowning, blubbering brooks of the most viscous kind of molassy work, I’m back to say a quick hello.

And, more importantly to say, I do realise I’ve been acting a bit like a slappable diva lately – strutting my stuff shamelessly and disappearing more than’s good for my reputation around here, leaving this most non alluring scent of stale post. For this I’m head-hung ashamed.

So please accept this fresh but substance-less arse-piece of an apology [which is, despite all non-qualifications, genuinely heartfelt].

I shall try to be back with less gas and more ‘stuff’, next.

19 comments:

pRicky said...

tch tch!!
tsk tsk!!!
ummm
you think other sounds can be typed like tha???
:-I
I wonder how I wonder why???
So we shall get to the ass of the matter from the next post???
I also apologise comments would be little more meaningful from next time *Cheeky grin*

houseband00 said...

Why does it suddenly feel like the proverbial calm before the storm, H? =)

Unleash all hell and all that! =)

B Ditty said...

don't be head-hung ashamed, you've acted admirably

Arcane Crapper said...

You shouldn't have mentioned GAS!
Really, you shouldn't have...
*Evil Grin*

Forsooth, visions enter'd his head...
I kinda picturized the scatalogically aerodynamic birdie H strutting her stuff. Very much like those planes which fly over fields and drop clouds of pesticide/whatever.

Oh the gaseousness of it all astounds me. :P

H said...

Pricky: Brat!

HBeee: that sounds vilely malodorous! ;-D

Ben: I shan't forget your kind words. Ever. I hereby announce my uncompromising support & allegiance to your presidential campaign, and an endless supply of fun flips for the campaigners.

AC: *Viler Grin*. that was the POINT!
Yes and to that you can add very Prometheus[ean] SFX: Thukka thukka thukka, with the heavy grinding rumble of a twin engine fighter jet.

Lizza said...

And we all know that gas is the precursor of some very kickass scat!

H said...

Substance.
Flavour.
Texture.
Abundance.

~ The next post. At Shout ~

Fellow poopers invited - byob. [bring your own bullshit]

Slappable diva II said...

H > re byob, just like that Amex catchphrase goes... " I never leave home without it!"

Do not I repeat DO NOT stop being a 'slappable diva'...for what would I be coming back here for???

Slappable diva ii said...

oh... I had to press publish before I made it known who I was...in a hurry to catch some rays...u know they're a precious commodity here in Blighty...

Arcane Crapper said...

Ah, the bad chinese food must have transgressed my synaptic perambulations.

With all due regard to the twin engine fighter jet, the exhaust is DEFINITELY single.

LMAO! :P

H said...

Diva II, gladly I will wait for you to relocate to paradise island. A dash of voddy with bergamot sounds delightfully decadent [just a breakfast suggestion]. And of course anything else you might want to serve up at any other time of day or night. Oh and don’t forget the master card. :-D

Crapper Man saves the day with yet another keen observation! Tra la.

pRicky said...

BUt no I really do Have a point
Just imagine if the Ato Z was Zto A
and the things went the other way around rather than the way they are supposed to or the way some long gone dudes say it apparently functions...
Shouldnt we for some few occassions plunge into the crystal clear cool of the 'What ifs'???
What If crapper didnt crap and H was umm say the number 009?
Or crapper did crap but H was still 009?
Or I didnt do what I do?
Or that or something else and stuff like that...
I also have to add in the famous crappers Gas-onomics phunandrums of fartisms of prognostic expulsion of choked up intestines...
Remember the dino expulsion of WHATSITCALLED...
;-)
FOTCL!!!

H said...

Ok, Pricky. dear boy, you must explain what you just said.
:-) and while I'm ecstatic that you've made me number 009 [it is my ALL TIME FAVOURITE number] how did you arrive at it?

pRicky said...

See the number was arrived upong after serious cionsideration and atute mathematical equation which i came up on by self creation in a nano second before I actually typed.
Now the point is I could tell you ofcourse... But slight problem cause I really will have to slaughter you afterwards and nothing less... And you might have figured that I would be quite distressed if I had to do that and hence I am sure you see what I mean ;-)
As far as the last comment goes I have no freaking hell clue what I went on about... Sometimes my genius (sic)eludes me as it eludes the whole world... Sigh!!! Not in any sexual expulsion that ;-) but thats not one of the sounds which is emitted or is it?? Enlightne me oh great and wonderous H aka 009

B Ditty said...

Where's H? Oh yeah, after G.

Please post again soon or I am going to have to start a blog riot and throw computers everywhere ;)

pRicky said...

I second b Ditty absolutely...
I am right with you...
lets throw some comps...

H said...

Pricky, you're obviously, like obviously inspired. :-D

Benster! You might've just said something very very deep. H has been chasing G for a very very long time now. sigh. some things never change, do they?

Ben & Pricky, I'll join you. And we can start with my office comp.

Arcane Crapper said...

Fine. I won't throw computers. I'll throw Pricky and B ditty and you. Nice change eh? :P

pRicky said...

go RIP u sod!!!
;-P