First one! Back first! Writing! Like I’m singing!
July 3rd, 2006
Being that I, supreme being and ruler of many galaxies, can write now that Kev and Marshall, sorry, Steven and James are currently snuggled up in a travelodge across the road from where I work I can say:
Splippy boing thing!
That’s the first thing that came to mind
Entry Filed under: Ian,Things,What I Did Today
7 Comments
1. Chris | July 3rd, 2006 at 22:27
We liked them apples.
We committed Travelodge crime! Hahahahahahahaha! Hiding a secret spare bed that we stole in the shower! And then Kev slept on it!
Heheheheheheee!
(It was very exciting)
2. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver | July 4th, 2006 at 07:50
Yeah but no ice. No free ice. Where was the ice machine? Probably hiding in the employee lounge. Yeah. I wanted ice!
3. Kevil | July 4th, 2006 at 11:49
Them apples were the kind of apples that would be made by Carlsburg if Carlsburg made apples and they’d probably be the best apples in the world!
4. Chris (at work) | July 4th, 2006 at 12:40
Yay for apples in Noocassle on Tyne like!
Wye-aye pet!
Geordie scum!
5. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver | July 4th, 2006 at 12:48
Fair enough about the apples but there’s no ice apples. If my apples, as in my apples, get warm I need ice apples to cool them down. My apples are going to overheat. That’s what the ice was for. BRING ME ICE APPLES!
6. Chris (at work) | July 4th, 2006 at 16:32
Ice
Ice Apples
Menga Mong
7. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver | July 5th, 2006 at 07:26
That’s good and I want to build on it. If that is your interpretation then mine is:
Apples
Icey Icey
Made of ice