My real name is Starchild. I live in a Tepee with my three equal opposite gender partners, four dogs on ropes and my seven children named after essential oils. I make and sell dreamcatchers at druid festivals for a living.
frogiron wrote:My real name is Starchild. I live in a Tepee with my three equal opposite gender partners, four dogs on ropes and my seven children named after essential oils. I make and sell dreamcatchers at druid festivals for a living.
You'll be down the road from me at Worthy Farm next week then. I'm in the market for a green man wall plaque. Will pay up to £5 plus a can of Lynx (slightly used).
frogiron wrote:My real name is Starchild. I live in a Tepee with my three equal opposite gender partners, four dogs on ropes and my seven children named after essential oils. I make and sell dreamcatchers at druid festivals for a living.
You'll be down the road from me at Worthy Farm next week then. I'm in the market for a green man wall plaque. Will pay up to £5 plus a can of Lynx (slightly used).
I cannot use Lynx Mr. P - it is death to the ozone layer. Besides which my equal status female living partners prefer my natural musk. I can make your wall plaque which I knit out of old dreadlocks and diablo string.
Hi my name is shaqi and I'm currently hiding in your loft with my wife and 14 kids. Please could you knock us up a full English breakfast and I'll be down in two ticks of a goats testicles.
Brookbonds73 wrote:Hi my name is shaqi and I'm currently hiding in your loft with my wife and 14 kids. Please could you knock us up a full English breakfast and I'll be down in two ticks of a goats testicles.
Ahh goats testicle ticks . . . . . . a very nasty localised parasite indeed.
palerider wrote:
You'll be down the road from me at Worthy Farm next week then. I'm in the market for a green man wall plaque. Will pay up to £5 plus a can of Lynx (slightly used).
I cannot use Lynx Mr. P - it is death to the ozone layer. Besides which my equal status female living partners prefer my natural musk. I can make your wall plaque which I knit out of old dreadlocks and diablo string.
I didn't know what diabolo string was so I googled it. You're the real deal aren't you ? I'll take you up on your offer and will meet you in the car-park of the Red Lion opposite the festival next Wednesday so I can pay you and we can sing Navajo earth-mother ritual songs together. I'll take the Lynx to the tip on the way.
