“He’s the greatest dancer now i’ve died” Michael Jackson speaking after he died
Greetings & Salutations pilgrim brethren
Herman the Tosser MP Esq. IV Jnr. here or Hermaine le Tosseur to my Franco-phile fanbase. You won’t know me nor would you want to if you knew what i knew about me. This is the post-apocalypto myspace industri-angsty 9/11 7/7 365 24/7eleven climate-cosy craterplace in which we live that bloggers may become our new masters & indeed the only students/graduates who can afford to study for their masters (my ladyfiend incl.) will have dessert sands of time to blog thereafters (ironic in an Alanis Morrisette not-really-all-that-ironic-kinda-way). Right that’s the opening paragraph to alienate all but my closest mates dealt with, now on with the typey-spiely already…
I find the red blemishes really bring out my facial eczema.