Ello Dearies, My Earnie used ta love bearded tits, ee did, bless his 'eart. He used ta rub himself frantic when he saw one. He's dead now though the fuckin bastard. I luvs me Earnie I does.
My name is Monty, and I am a three inch high Sylvanian Families weasel of immense intelligence. Over time I have taken on a life of my own; which is a good job, because my authors - Abraham DeBunkem & Dan the Man of Many Coats - are complete fools - they could never have conceived of this blog jumping concept! You see, I listened to them banging on and on about combining the best features of different blogs in one 'space', and eventually I suggested this concept whereby you are transported from Blogstream (the front-page, if you will) to Blogger (the inside story) - genius! Here behind the Weedy Shack are the punching lines that take you to a new place.
Here in the shadows of the Shack are surprises galore!
Welcome to the shadowy side of our Shack, where a gallery of characters lurk. Come lurk with I - you don't have to be signed up to this network to comment. Have your say... oh dear, just got my back-weave tangled in the bikini strap - ouch! Where was I... oh yes, come on in and create a little chaos with us, here in the shadows cast by the Weedy Shack. All the best ~ Abraham DeBunkem.
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Wankurbation
Ello Dearies,
My Earnie used ta love bearded tits, ee did, bless his 'eart. He used ta rub himself frantic when he saw one. He's dead now though the fuckin bastard. I luvs me Earnie I does.
The second one is a Muff Mouthed Wassock, surely!
The top one looks like John McCririck and i've always said he's a tit.
Fuck me, he does look like John McFuckwhiskers Gazza. That's uncanny!
~ DeBunkem
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