I know how you feel. I feel the same and it's not only them. There's other ones too. I'd like to see how somebody from the slums of Manchester would cope if they were in the company of decent people like Kenneth More and Dinah Sheridan in the film Jenny Vive. I refuse to say the word movie. And don't tell me the Manxhester people are a lot of fun. There idea if fun is putting a rabbit in a wheelchair and pushing it on to a motorway. Do you see me laughing? Fun? They are human skysh.
I love that Jenna Veev movie. I wish they was all my parents. There would be no more crispy pancakes. Mummy would make us a cassaroll and I would say things like Mummy may I have some more fresh vegetables. There would be none of that carrying on merging fruit in the front room.
I often wish the Jenna Veev film got remade with Lorraine Chase as the lady who played the trumpet in the night club. Maybe Rachel Reilly could play the other woman in the other car who broke the eggs. The two men driving the cars could be Michael Buble (Mikey Bubbles) and Paddy Maginnis from the car show. I don't think they should be driving cars because of the enviro ment. How if the went in kayaks down the River Thames from London to the open sea and the first person to reach France wins the dog? I don't like that music either. Maybe they could play a harp?
I hate mouth organs and that film twists my nutmeg. I got a CD of that Jenna Vive music and put it in the CD player of a car parked outside the Royal. I don't know whose car I was but it was the first one I tried that was open. I bet they got a surprise when they put it on because the one I took out was some classical stuff.
So my niece asked me to meet her affirmation cell to talk about my experiences of mountain railways. From the other side. A man dressed as a clown asked me to come and visit a haunted bus stop but I was too far along the road of self-discovery to indulge his perspiration.
Nice.
ReplyDeleteThat's what Brook Sheilds said when Ashley Banjo offered to babysit for her during her date with Barron Trump.
DeleteThey want to make me puke my guts up. Bastards
ReplyDeleteI know how you feel. I feel the same and it's not only them. There's other ones too. I'd like to see how somebody from the slums of Manchester would cope if they were in the company of decent people like Kenneth More and Dinah Sheridan in the film Jenny Vive. I refuse to say the word movie. And don't tell me the Manxhester people are a lot of fun. There idea if fun is putting a rabbit in a wheelchair and pushing it on to a motorway. Do you see me laughing? Fun? They are human skysh.
DeleteI love that Jenna Veev movie. I wish they was all my parents. There would be no more crispy pancakes. Mummy would make us a cassaroll and I would say things like Mummy may I have some more fresh vegetables. There would be none of that carrying on merging fruit in the front room.
DeleteI often wish the Jenna Veev film got remade with Lorraine Chase as the lady who played the trumpet in the night club. Maybe Rachel Reilly could play the other woman in the other car who broke the eggs. The two men driving the cars could be Michael Buble (Mikey Bubbles) and Paddy Maginnis from the car show. I don't think they should be driving cars because of the enviro ment. How if the went in kayaks down the River Thames from London to the open sea and the first person to reach France wins the dog? I don't like that music either. Maybe they could play a harp?
DeleteI hate mouth organs and that film twists my nutmeg. I got a CD of that Jenna Vive music and put it in the CD player of a car parked outside the Royal. I don't know whose car I was but it was the first one I tried that was open. I bet they got a surprise when they put it on because the one I took out was some classical stuff.
DeleteIt was on again the other nite and its twisting my nutmeg. On off on off on off on off on off on off. And that music. Make it stop.
ReplyDeleteWhy isn't the Jenny Vive film filmed in Manchester? It makes my blood boil. Is this what we all died for?
DeleteSo my niece asked me to meet her affirmation cell to talk about my experiences of mountain railways. From the other side. A man dressed as a clown asked me to come and visit a haunted bus stop but I was too far along the road of self-discovery to indulge his perspiration.
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