Four dinners is right. Rubbiiiish. Charidee schmaridee. I'd much rather (and have done) give some money directly with gift aid included than put that on my bookshelf. Save the trees! Save the rainforest! Just give money if you want but for the love of pete don't indulge.
(Plus of course anyone ANYONE who indulges my ex with his dilusions of grandieur by putting his pathetic writings into a murdered tree should die a painful death and/or suffer a life of purgetory and forever wander the earth seeking attonement in the manner of the Wandering Jew or the Ancient Mariner. Unfortunatly he has been indulged, a fact which made me shiver with disgust and boycott the whole book thang. All it has become is a pathetic popularity contest like the bloggies. So many friends of Mike, so little time. It was a good idea in general. But fataly flawed.)
no, really, honestly, enidd is only joking. she's just a tincy bit jealous. well done, and happy reading! (will the book be suitable toilet reading? soft, strong and very long?)
1. I was asked. 2. I was flattered. 3. I fancied seeing something I had written in a book. 4. Someone had put a lot of effort into organising it and doing something 'good' 5. It was a laugh, and my vanity could be jusified by the fact that it was for charity, mate.
The 'friends of Mike' stuff is a bit beside the point I think. (Whether I'm a 'friend' of his or not isn't the point - we met once, briefly. He's a decent man.) I find the knocking stuff down boring and a bit depressing as well. I don't watch Comic Relief because it makes me feel sick with embarrassment, but I'm not going to bother to rile about it in the street.
Well, I'm feeling sick now because no sooner did I hear about this fun project and start thinking what I might send Mike, than I was taken hideously ill and rushed to hospital to be hooked up to all sorts of drips and needles, there to languish until Red Nose Day itself! So I am now (as well as having had a shit week!) NOT in the BOOK.
Then again I might not have been in it anyway, as even my funniest post ever might not be quite as amusant as either NWM at "work" or Tired Dad in the newsagents. (I was going to use the one where I slip over on a pea pod in Somerfields though - pretty damn funny. Except at the time.) (And I'm not a friend of Mike, I don't know if he's ever even seen my blog. But I am a bit funny.)
One thing I do know, however, is that if I were in it, I would feel no need whatsoever to justify my vanity! You've done a good deed, both for charity and for readers of the book if you ask me. Hurrah!
kissme: Thanks, but I still feel a bit sick from my recent internet-hand-holding-we're-all-in-it-together nonsense and really can't bear anymore.
Ms Baroque: You're very kind. Although my entry is considerably funnier than NWM and she is not at all charming, funny, clever or kind, I am sure you'd have been there too.
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it's crap - 'cept your bit of course - charity books always are.
I have bought three copies because you are in it.
and you're in Post of the Week!
Blimey. Talent.
aww..
But i get you here for free!
Fuck charity..
well done! enidd has bought a copy. if nothing else, the hamster's cage needs relining.
Four dinners is right.
Rubbiiiish.
Charidee schmaridee.
I'd much rather (and have done) give some money directly with gift aid included than put that on my bookshelf.
Save the trees! Save the rainforest! Just give money if you want but for the love of pete don't indulge.
(Plus of course anyone ANYONE who indulges my ex with his dilusions of grandieur by putting his pathetic writings into a murdered tree should die a painful death and/or suffer a life of purgetory and forever wander the earth seeking attonement in the manner of the Wandering Jew or the Ancient Mariner. Unfortunatly he has been indulged, a fact which made me shiver with disgust and boycott the whole book thang.
All it has become is a pathetic popularity contest like the bloggies. So many friends of Mike, so little time. It was a good idea in general. But fataly flawed.)
Dinners: Of course.
me: You don't really have to.
NWM: I fucking love you.
Tea: I don't like to brag.
Cyn: Quite right.
enidd: Probably the best thing. And thanks.
DD: And I fucking LOVE YOU as well. You're quite right. It couldn't be helped.
only joking, td. it's a gerbil.
no, really, honestly, enidd is only joking. she's just a tincy bit jealous. well done, and happy reading! (will the book be suitable toilet reading? soft, strong and very long?)
Or have content thats shit?
Love you too dear.
y dint u link 2 ur story?.i cant pay tha exchange rate
It's better than ok, it's no bad. I bought a copy because NWM's in it.
Er, and you , of course.
Pup: If I did that, no-one would buy it and I would then do a little cry.
Farty: Yeah. Cheers for that.
Why I did it:
1. I was asked.
2. I was flattered.
3. I fancied seeing something I had written in a book.
4. Someone had put a lot of effort into organising it and doing something 'good'
5. It was a laugh, and my vanity could be jusified by the fact that it was for charity, mate.
The 'friends of Mike' stuff is a bit beside the point I think. (Whether I'm a 'friend' of his or not isn't the point - we met once, briefly. He's a decent man.) I find the knocking stuff down boring and a bit depressing as well. I don't watch Comic Relief because it makes me feel sick with embarrassment, but I'm not going to bother to rile about it in the street.
By the way, TD, if it's shit I'm blaming you.
NWM: It's official. I properly love you. This is now fact. And if it's shit it's YOUR fucking fault.
I tagged you, the questions are on my blog.
Sorry - ish.
Well, I'm feeling sick now because no sooner did I hear about this fun project and start thinking what I might send Mike, than I was taken hideously ill and rushed to hospital to be hooked up to all sorts of drips and needles, there to languish until Red Nose Day itself! So I am now (as well as having had a shit week!) NOT in the BOOK.
Then again I might not have been in it anyway, as even my funniest post ever might not be quite as amusant as either NWM at "work" or Tired Dad in the newsagents. (I was going to use the one where I slip over on a pea pod in Somerfields though - pretty damn funny. Except at the time.) (And I'm not a friend of Mike, I don't know if he's ever even seen my blog. But I am a bit funny.)
One thing I do know, however, is that if I were in it, I would feel no need whatsoever to justify my vanity! You've done a good deed, both for charity and for readers of the book if you ask me. Hurrah!
kissme: Thanks, but I still feel a bit sick from my recent internet-hand-holding-we're-all-in-it-together nonsense and really can't bear anymore.
Ms Baroque: You're very kind. Although my entry is considerably funnier than NWM and she is not at all charming, funny, clever or kind, I am sure you'd have been there too.
You make me want to vomit.
Fuck off.
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