"It was so horrible, I thought a Brownlee was going to pass me any second!"
Thursday, 28 January 2010
Ran!
We ran tonight. Nom and I did half an hour, probably about three miles; Corporal Odd is probably still trundling around West Yorkshire, although he may be in Margate by now. We never know.
31/06/2011: 18:57. Twenty to pie!!! 18/05/11: 18:22. About to demolish a large pile of enchiladas. 20/03/11: 14:01. Om nom, homemade pizza gone. 17/03/11: 20:49. Bleurgh, soggy gnocchi. Bah. 09/11/09: 10.57. Sent Nom to work with all the leftover pizza. Fail.
How hungry is Corporal Odd?
20/3/11: 17:10. The popcorn fairy's just been, so I'm okay for a bit...
How hungry is Nom?
22/8/11 22.29. 'Hungry? Ooo. not at all.' Wow, *faint* 4/4/09 16:43. Oh yes. Yes. 10/3/09 18:51. Just had a big beef stew and mash - yawn...zzz... 8/3/09 15:54. He forgot to have any dinner... 1/3/09 19:15. I'd imagine, one and a half Chinese takeaways down, 'not very'. I'm scared to ask in case the answer is different. 10/2/09 20:20. 'Ooo, OK actually. I've just had all that food...' *sigh* I'll ask him in ten minutes.
Who we are
Nom is a dark wizard who wants to eat you. Veg is also Sleepflower, confusingly, and likes things which are alive, equally confusingly. Monsieur Fromage is a thoroughly decent chap who got off at the wrong bus stop one day, Corporal Odd is drunk.
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