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Evening then...

 
 
buddhistpunk
20:04 / 25.03.06
I won't waste your time cos I'll be forgotten in a few seconds

Scottish bird. Live in the wilds of southern Scotia. Make electronica. Interested in digital art. Write poetry.

Etc.

Nice to be here.
 
 
Mourne Kransky
20:07 / 25.03.06
Welcome.

You're a ptarmigan? Maybe a famous grouse?
 
 
buddhistpunk
20:09 / 25.03.06
I'm the one and only Capercaillie...
 
 
Jack Denfeld
20:26 / 25.03.06
What the fuck are you guys talking about? Nice to meet ya though.
 
 
Blake Head
20:44 / 25.03.06
And a murky rainy Scottish evening it is too...

Welcome
 
 
Jack Denfeld
20:56 / 25.03.06
 
 
Blake Head
21:01 / 25.03.06
LOL!

I actually am No 6.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
21:07 / 25.03.06
Evening.
 
 
Dead Megatron
21:10 / 25.03.06
I'm number 7...
 
 
Jack Denfeld
21:14 / 25.03.06
I know for a fact that number 10 is not from Scotland.
 
 
Blake Head
21:21 / 25.03.06
Yes, the "three diddies" rule was recently extended to the national team in an effort to combat its woeful failures on the pitch.
 
 
Mourne Kransky
01:09 / 26.03.06
Beaker is the goalie? Only the Scottish World Cup Squad could fuck that appointment up so badly. Scottish football is an unrecognised school of Zen Buddhism.
 
 
Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!
01:23 / 26.03.06
HI DERE, I SEE YR A BIRD
 
 
buddhistpunk
05:12 / 26.03.06
Thanks for making me feel so welcome.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
05:17 / 26.03.06
No probs. Bloody early, isn't it?
 
 
buddhistpunk
07:10 / 26.03.06
You can tell I agreed with that, Stoatley one. My resonating silence was due to the fact that I went back to bed because indeed, it was too early
 
 
Mourne Kransky
08:57 / 26.03.06
It's later than you think.
 
 
buddhistpunk
09:17 / 26.03.06
It's never too late to have mucus on your collar.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
12:00 / 26.03.06
It is indeed later than you think today. I hate this clocks changing thing. I didn't get to bed till about half-nine this morning. This means I'll be all sleepy at work tonight, knackered when I get home in the morning, and will probably fall asleep during the movie if, as planned, I go to see Hostel tomorrow afternoon.
 
  
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