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naam: Sketchy
latijns:apoderus coryli - hazelaarbladroller
features: I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they've always worked for me - Hunter S. Thompson

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To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 03 Sep 2004 18:03
when you see the spiral turning through alone /
and you feel so heavy that you just can't stop it /
when this sea of madness turns you into stone /
picture of your life shoots like a rocket /
all the time /

put 'me' in the equation it's alright /
I've seen you moving in and out of sight /
my friends tell me it's all cut through you /
from nowhere - to nowhere /
cut together - cutting through /

To Nonicname.
ee cummings Nonicname, 03 Sep 2004 21:57
we are so both and oneful ||
night cannot be so sky ||
sky cannot be so sunful ||
i am through you so i ||

To Nothing.
i can do eros R, 04 Sep 2004 07:14
musica e... un fiesta nei i tu occhi

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 06 Jul 2004 11:53

To Tupelo.
Tupelo, 06 Jul 2004 12:18
I second that

To Blackbetty.
Blackbetty, 06 Jul 2004 12:18
me three

To Blaatman.
Blaatman, 06 Jul 2004 12:19

To Barflablaat.
Barflablaat, 06 Jul 2004 12:58
indeed blaaT


To Balkbatty.
bam Balkbatty, 06 Jul 2004 12:55
a lam !


To Gillis.
huh?? Gillis, 06 Jul 2004 21:20


To Turtlebug.
ahhhh Turtlebug, 07 Jul 2004 05:28
i love nick cave

To Blaatman.
indeed Blaatman, 07 Jul 2004 09:36
he is a legend

To Barflablaat.
Barflablaat, 06 Jul 2004 13:01
indeed blaaT


To Warfly.
track 2 .. Warfly, 06 Jul 2004 13:17
yo ! sketchy ... va***lientje ...(found by gil)


To Nothing.
soOo00o00OOOooo000ooooOOOoh00OOooooooooo gillis loves go0OOO0oo0Oood muzak!!, 06 Jul 2004 21:19

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 07 Jul 2004 09:37
my arse?

To Sketchy.
Odaishisama Sketchy, 27 Mei 2004 16:21
Born, reborn, and born again, /
The beginnings of their births they do not know. /
Dying, dying, and dying once again, /
The end of their deaths they do not know. /

To Sis.
in any case... Sis, 27 Mei 2004 17:25
You just keep that tan image of me in your mind, dear friend. It just might lighten the mood for you... *wink*

To Blaatman.
Blaatman, 27 Mei 2004 18:00
it's firmly burnt into my minds eye.

To Buzulefazul.
I know it always lightens my mood! Buzulefazul, 27 Mei 2004 18:15

To Nothing.
A gillis, 27 Mei 2004 22:52
true word

To Sketchy.
bugpool.here Sketchy, 13 Mei 2004 13:14
I like the email address option, especially if it could be something to revolve around your bug name perhaps...

Maybe photo forums where bugs could leave photo's of the area's that they live in or originate from.

To Nothing.
how's about gillis, 13 Mei 2004 13:33
a weather-report updated every 5 secs??

To Rosibutterfly.
it won't .... Rosibutterfly, 13 Mei 2004 13:59
improve your weather Gill Gill!

To Nobody.
Possible... Nobody, 13 Mei 2004 15:35
Good idea. I'll write that down. Of course you'd need to specify your part of the world. (guess I'll need the right rss channel.)

To Sis.
Well then Sis, 13 Mei 2004 19:49
it will remain the same for California. Sunny and warm, Sunny and warm, Sunny and warm... etc...

To Blaatman.
a Blaatman, 13 Mei 2004 16:22
virtual pub

To Nobody.
Ok. Nobody, 13 Mei 2004 16:29
You could upload a picture of a pub and use that in a chat room, as a background. You'll have to be patient though, since the customised chat is planned in december.

To Henryhackit.
great Henryhackit, 13 Mei 2004 16:55
and it should ofcourse have a barman. I suggest that Nimrod could fulfill that job :)

To Henryhackit.
oh.. Henryhackit, 13 Mei 2004 16:58
I don't think I told Jogchem yet that I wrote Nimrod.. Jogchem.. I wrote a sink robot :)

To Nobody.
You did WHAT? Nobody, 14 Mei 2004 23:25
You're kidding...

To Henryhackit.
I did Henryhackit, 15 Mei 2004 16:17
Nimrod is a perl program that looks at the sink data and acts upon it

To Blaatman.
we Blaatman, 13 Mei 2004 17:04
need to up his pace a little. My bitterballen were cold by the time I got them.

To Sis.
Well Sis, 13 Mei 2004 18:27
Nimrod seems to be a bit tardy in pouring, but maybe a cute waitress or waiter would keep the suds fresh... Can we have a pool table too?

To Dawn.
Music ...... Dawn, 13 Mei 2004 22:41
we need music too.

To Nobody.
Yep. Nobody, 13 Mei 2004 16:24
E-mail and photo forums will be possible.

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 05 Mei 2004 10:27
Brother, my cup is empty /
and I haven't got a penny /
for to buy no more whiskey /
I have to go home /

I am the captain of my pain /
tis the bit, the bridle, /
the trashing cane /
the stirrup, the harness /
the whipping mane /
the pickled eye /
the shrinking brain /
o brother, buy me one more drink /
I'll explain the nature of my pain /
yes, let me tell you once again /
I am the captain of my pain /

O brother, my cup is empty /
and I haven't got a penny /
for to buy no more whiskey /
I have to go home /

To Tupelo.
Tupelo, 05 Mei 2004 10:28
I cannot blame it all on her /
to blame her all would be a lie /
for many a night I lay awake /
and wished that I could watch her die /
to see her accusing finger spurt /
to see flies swarm her hateful eye /
to watch her groaning in the dirt /
to see her clicking tongue crack dry /
O brother, buy me one more drink /
one more drink and then goodbye /
and do not mock me when I say /
let's drink one more before I die /

O brother, my cup is empty /
and I haven't got a penny /
for to buy no more whiskey /
I have to go home /

To Blackbetty.
Blackbetty, 05 Mei 2004 10:30
Well I've been sliding down on rainbows /
well I've been swinging from the stars /
now this wretch in beggars clothing /
bangs his cup across the bars /
look, this cup of mine is empty! /
seems I've misplaced my desires /
seems I'm sweeping up the ashes /
of all my former fires /
so brother, be a brother /
and fill this tiny cup of mine /
and please, sir, make it whiskey /
for I have no head for wine /

O brother, my cup is empty /
and I haven't got a penny /
for to buy no more whiskey /
I have to go home /

To Blaatman.
Blaatman, 05 Mei 2004 10:31
I counted up my blessings /
and counted only one /
one tiny little blessing /
and now that blessings gone /
so buy me one more drink, my brother /
then I'm taking to the road /
yes, I'm taking to the rain /
I'm taking to the snow /
O my friend, my only brother /
do not let the party grieve /
so throw a dollar onto the bar /
now kiss my arse and leave /

O brother, my cup is empty /
and I haven't got a penny /
for to buy no more whiskey /
I have to go home

To Nothing.
bonnie 'prince' gillis, 05 Mei 2004 13:06
Well, you're my friend /
And can you see /
Many times we've been out drinking /
Many times we've shared our thoughts /
Did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got //
Well you know I have a love, for everyone I know /
And you know I have a drive, for life I won't let go /
But sometimes this opposition, comes rising up in me /
This terrible imposition, comes blacking through my mind //
And then I see a darkness /
Oh no, I see a darkness /
Do you know how much I love you /
Cause I'm hoping some day soon /
You'll save me from this darkness

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 22 Apr 2004 17:41
Through early morning fog I see visions of the things to be /
The pains that are withheld for me I realise and I can see . . . /
That suicide is painless it brings on many changes /
And I can take or leave it if I please.

To Blaatman.
Blaatman, 22 Apr 2004 18:07

To Nothing.
M*A*S*H* Alie, 22 Apr 2004 18:31
suiside is painless it brings on many changes la la la la la la la la la la la la la la...I don't know all of that song but if you recognized it was the theme song for MASH

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 20 Apr 2004 14:12
They found Mary Bellows cuffed to the bed /
With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head /
O poor Mary Bellows /

She'd grown up hungry, she'd grown up poor /
She left her home in Arkansas /
O poor Mary Bellows /

She wanted to see the deep blue sea /
She travelled across Tennessee /
O poor Mary Bellows /

She met a man along the way /
He introduced himself as Richard Slade /
O poor Mary Bellows /

Poor Mary thought that she might die /
When she saw the ocean for the first time /
O poor Mary Bellows /

She checked into a cheap little place /
Richard Slade carried in her old suitcase /
O poor Mary Bellows /

''I'm a good girl, sir'', she said to him /
I couldn't possibly permit you in /
O poor Mary Bellows /

Slade tipped his hat and winked his eye /
And turned away without goodbye /
O poor Mary Bellows /

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 20 Apr 2004 14:12
She sat on her bed and thought of home /
With the sea breeze whistling all alone /
O poor Mary Bellows /

In hope and loneliness she crossed the floor /
And undid the latch on the front door /
O poor Mary Bellows /

They found her the next day cuffed to the bed /
A rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head /
O poor Mary Bellows /

So mothers keep your girls at home /
Don't let them journey all alone /
Tell them this world is full of danger /
And to shun the company of strangers /
O poor Mary Bellows /
O poor Mary Bellows

To Humanoid.
you Humanoid, 20 Apr 2004 20:53
shure are funny

To Sketchy.
clearly Sketchy, 16 Apr 2004 17:25
the most audacious 419 scam yet.


To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 16 Apr 2004 14:52
In a crucifixation ecstasy /
Lying cross chequed in agony /
Stigmata bleed continuously /
Holes in head, hands feet, and weep for me /

Stigmata oh you sordid sight /
Stigmata in your splintered plight /
Look to your crimson orifice /
In holy rememberance /
In scarlet bliss /

Stigmata Martyr.

To Rosibutterfly.
good grief .... Rosibutterfly, 16 Apr 2004 16:08
Robbie ....

To Nothing.
in the amen, 16 Apr 2004 16:23
name of the father, and of the son, and of the holy spirit...

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 16 Apr 2004 17:03
What's wrong with a bit of Bauhaus on a friday afternoon?

To Nothing.
yeah gillhaus, 16 Apr 2004 18:47
& u didn't even wank on his bones...

To Sallysredbug.
gil gil gil gil gillie gil gil . . . Sallysredbug, 16 Apr 2004 22:03
you thrive on sarcasm. knock it off. :-P

To Nothing.
talking of goats I am a sheep not a goat, 16 Apr 2004 22:20

To Nothing.
... but that's just a metaphor .... I am a sheepskin coat, 16 Apr 2004 22:23
What's a meta phor ?

To Gillis.
recalling lyrics Gillis, 17 Apr 2004 02:22
is sarcasm... shoot & me be shot?!


To Sallysredbug.
BANG! Sallysredbug, 17 Apr 2004 13:13
blame it on bauhaus all you like, you're still a sarcastic boombastic bastard. LOVE YOU GIL!

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 14 Apr 2004 13:43
Sucker love is heaven sent /
You pucker up, our passion's spent /
My hearts a tart, your body's rent /
My body's broken, yours is spent /

Carve your name into my arm /
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed /
Cuz there's nothing else to do /
Every me and every you /

Sucker love, a box I choose /
No other box I choose to use /
Another love I would abuse /
No circumstances could excuse /

In the shape of things to come /
Too much poison come undone /
Cuz there's nothing else to do /
Every me and every you /
Every me and every you /
Every Me...he /

Sucker love is known to swing /
Prone to cling and waste these things /
Pucker up for heavens sake /
There's never been so much at stake /

To Sketchy.
Sketchy, 14 Apr 2004 13:43
I serve my head up on a plate /
It's only comfort, calling late /
Cuz there's nothing else to do /
Every me and every you /
Every me and every you /
Every Me...he /

Like the naked leads the blind /
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind /
Sucker love I always find /
Someone to bruise and leave behind /

All alone in space and time /
There's nothing here but what here's here's mine /
Something borrowed, something blue /
Every me and every you /
Every me and every you /
Every Me...he.

To Nothing.
Fadi name, 14 Apr 2004 17:39

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