Barry White came 'round to see me this morning. He and his boyfriend Elvis wanted to borrow a cup of sugar. Without my permission he sang an impromptu version of 'I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you' by the Mouldy Peaches. When he got to the line
Screwed up your face and did a little dance,
Shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants
I threw him out. I won't have that kind of nonsense going on in my kitchen No siree.

*shakes head in disbelief at that last move*

I wish penelope would stop shaking my head and send it back to me at
Box 666
Wells-by-the-sea
Atlantis.

The Moldy Peaches are almost at the end of their career because of their extreme state of decomposition. As it stands they are currently reduced to playing only refrigerated venues.

Everyone in Wells-by-the-sea has a brother called Keith Hudson.

Wells by the sea are a bit pointless.

The Mouldy Peaches are just the pits.

Keith Hudson is a palindrome.

Kate Hudson is going out with me tonight.

Kate Hudson is a man.

No, dude, Kate Hudson is The Man.

I can just imagine the 'modern man' wearing armour, wielding a sword and hooking into those invaders of yesteryear - *walks beamwards and perks over into the current sea of iniquity*

Spencer Perceval was the first pelican to be elevated to the post of Prime Minister.