sabaliciousness sab tasty sab goodness vicious sab roasting a bbq things on the spit [i spit on things] ptooey pting ring ringring hello? look, who is this? i'll get you the monet, jsut dont hurt the paint, ok/ DAVE, DAVE, I'LL CUT YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF DAVE youbuyit! my back hurts my head sings a million different words none of them mine. none of them mine. [it was a joke at the time] she still says wistfully in my head another she leant over to me and drunkenly slurred, oh, im bi. what, do you want a medal? you're mother must be very proud. now stick your tits back into your shirt and get off me. desperate drunken chicks are not really high up on my list of People To Do things to see i jsut want to be me [why cant i be... well, not you, but there must be some kind of happy medium somewhere] so cold i think i'll change my name kalte kalte! come bring in the washing its frozen to the line again do you break my singlets peeling them offa the hills hoist ice aint moist till you melt it. i felt it christ did i feel it and now i got to yeah, well, im not sure. let me get back to you on that one 040725 what's it to you? who go blather from