The great battle between man and plastic jewellery.
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
morning sir!
Traumatron says:
i trust i find you in good spirits?
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
Yes, more or less like. I'm wearing a purple scarf as an elaborate neck suuport as I appear to have poorlied it in some mysterious way, but other than that, Im pretty much brilliant
Traumatron says:
good good. i got a scarf too. blue, and white, and grey. i think. its fluffy. ish.
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
mine shines! its from claires accessories......of doooooom. but i go in there alot these days. you have to when you're a chum of Nadine. she likes her trinkets
Traumatron says:
yes. acres of plasticcy things, and women. women of all shapes and sizes, clamouring for trinkets. all men quake in fear of the mere suggestion of...claireeeeeezzzzz.
Traumatron says:
so we stand outside, scowling.
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
Yes, I get very antsy and I'm a girl. Those teeny baskets that get handed to you. I don't trust them, or the tenders who hand them out before you've even set a shoe over the shop threshold
Traumatron says:
Yoo wannar barskit?!!!?
Traumatron says:
no. no thankyou. i am a man. i like mens things.
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
And I have HANDS. You basket-laden keeper of the things!
Traumatron says:
see them! see my hands! great shovels of might! i favour nought in your filthy den, keeper of things! away! AWAY I SAY!
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
DEMONS!
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
aw, we're so funny
Traumatron says:
yes. yes we are.
Traumatron says:
and tall. very tall.
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No New Year update for you. Needless to say, I had a very good time, dancing like only a 'tron can dance - and laughing my arse off in the 'classic rock' room of Rock City in Nottingham. Heh. Classic rock.
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
morning sir!
Traumatron says:
i trust i find you in good spirits?
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
Yes, more or less like. I'm wearing a purple scarf as an elaborate neck suuport as I appear to have poorlied it in some mysterious way, but other than that, Im pretty much brilliant
Traumatron says:
good good. i got a scarf too. blue, and white, and grey. i think. its fluffy. ish.
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
mine shines! its from claires accessories......of doooooom. but i go in there alot these days. you have to when you're a chum of Nadine. she likes her trinkets
Traumatron says:
yes. acres of plasticcy things, and women. women of all shapes and sizes, clamouring for trinkets. all men quake in fear of the mere suggestion of...claireeeeeezzzzz.
Traumatron says:
so we stand outside, scowling.
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
Yes, I get very antsy and I'm a girl. Those teeny baskets that get handed to you. I don't trust them, or the tenders who hand them out before you've even set a shoe over the shop threshold
Traumatron says:
Yoo wannar barskit?!!!?
Traumatron says:
no. no thankyou. i am a man. i like mens things.
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
And I have HANDS. You basket-laden keeper of the things!
Traumatron says:
see them! see my hands! great shovels of might! i favour nought in your filthy den, keeper of things! away! AWAY I SAY!
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
DEMONS!
Tilly - With a pickle. says:
aw, we're so funny
Traumatron says:
yes. yes we are.
Traumatron says:
and tall. very tall.
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No New Year update for you. Needless to say, I had a very good time, dancing like only a 'tron can dance - and laughing my arse off in the 'classic rock' room of Rock City in Nottingham. Heh. Classic rock.
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teenagesuperstar:
Speaking of Ghouls, have you seen the ghoulish casualty list in this link? Scroll to the bottom, you will be pleasntly suprised. I may just call him... 
mck:
I used to go to Rock City all the time. I went to uni in Nottingham.