Oh, a meme. The indignity.

[davywavy]

Busier than expected this morning, so I thought I'd hand you all an opportunity on a plate*: I would like anyone and everyone who reads this to post in here something they would like to do with me someday.

Then post this in your journal to find out what people want to do with you.

<sup>* I swear, I couldn't make it any worse for myself if I painted a target on my back, could I?

[EDIT: I have turned off IP logging.]</sup>

Comments

[ukmonty.livejournal.com]

Well considering that you buying a round was sufficiently significant an event that you sent me a text message from Brighton to let me know, I will let our happy readers make their own conclusions.

What are you doing on Saturday evening BTW?

[davywavy.livejournal.com]

The party of evil, naturally.

[ukmonty.livejournal.com]

Balls, its the erotic creative Swing at Boudoir as well. Blah

[davywavy.livejournal.com]

Sadly, the siren lure of villainy has called to my soul.

[ukmonty.livejournal.com]

unfortunatly I will not be able to watch you twirl your moustache at unsuspecting maidens (there has to be at least ONE at that party) as I have a prior engagment with the writhing nubile young lesbians, rope bondage performance artists and raunchy interpretive dance troupe. Not to mention the street poetry. In fact lets NOT mention the Street poets. Ever.

Wheres my hammer?

[davywavy.livejournal.com]

I may be in the office a week on saturday and so unable to attend Katies party as well. Arse.

[ukmonty.livejournal.com]

That is just plain wrong. Theres going to lobster and everything!

[davywavy.livejournal.com]

I may not be able to get out of it. We have a magazine to produce and the deadlines are a bitch this month.