MY DESPAIR
"Yes, i'm sittin' here resting my bones, And this loneliness won't leave me alone, It's two thousand miles i roamed, Just to make this dock my home"
ALL THiNGS FUZZY AND FURRY
LOVELY LiNKS
THe iNFiNiTE SADNESS
COME iNTO MY PARLOUR.....
Hallo happy viewers. Welcome to my wierd and wonderful site, i hope you enjoy your visit. I'd appreciate any feedback from you lovely lovely people so please sign the guestbook. This site is dedicated to the ceasation of kitty porn, the promotion of sodomy (because as sins go it ain't all that bad) and the wasting of your time. You'll be thrilled and delighted to know that my site'll be updated every few days so please come back soon...very very soon!!! (I would tell you more but then i would have to kill you)
                           
don't forget to sign the message board!
GET OUT OF MY SiGHT!
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(lack of) copyright:cccp & novaya zhzin. Any similarity between this site and absolutly anything else is probably because I nicked it - so sue me!
THERE'S A MORAL iN HERE SOMEWHERE.......
SPiRiTUALiTY
WARNiNG
HOW ARE YOU???
WHY NOT
E-MAIL ME?
YOU'RE GOING TO HELL!!!
I wasn't about to be the only person around these days without a duck on their site, i know i'm such a trendy! At least this isn't one of the worst beducked sites (unknown duck!!!) This is Gerald and he's my friend, I like having inanimate objects as friends. We do everything together like real friends do exept he's not real. We take walks in the park and watch the football together, exept of couse he can't walk or see. He likes to sleep around a lot which is ok if you're into that kind of thing but then i've never been one for one night stands. He's always coming home at 4 in the morning drunk and singing the theme tune from dogtanian and the three muskahounds (all for one and one for all, it's a pretty story, all for one and one for all can sould pretty corny.....). Yesterday he broke my faviroute mug...I hate him sometimes.      
If you don't feel obliged to sign my message board now your conscience will gradually eat away at you until you can hardly sleep at night and when you do you wake up screaming.....
   "IT TAKES 42 MUSCLES IN YOUR FACE TO FROWN BUT ONLY 4 TO REACH OUT AND PUNCH THE
                                                                B*STARD WHO IS MAKING YOU MAD"    
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