Ro-Mo has befriended her, so I'll have to be careful what I say about the talentless old slagbag....(...and GWAOTM for that matter - ker-ching-boom...) but I felt that Dickster and others with an eye for the ladies should know that Abby "Goes Like A Rocket at The Booster Stage" Lee has joined the ranks of the blood splattered legions. You can get an eyeful of her plentiful charms here...
You see, it's not all talentless musos pretending to be Polish supermodels in Munterspace...
L.U.V. on y'all,
Bob
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They're reading the second Belle de Jour book here. It's a bit "weird", though. And they've never heard of GWAOTM.
ReplyDeleteWhat does a girl have to do nowadays to become a household name?
Geoff makes a good point (and not for the first time I might add). I do hope QWAOTM isn't turning into a one track wonder.
ReplyDeleteBob - Have you befriended Abby on Munterspace?
ReplyDeleteI mean, you might as well try to be her cyber pal. See if she takes the bait (which would be your bathroom promo for starters ;-P) and accepts your request to be 'her friend'.
After all you've blogged about her in the past, I *dare* you...go on Bob, be a devil.
Honestly Istster - do you think I'm stupid enough to set myself up like that? It's bad enough being hounded day and night by you lot, let alone having that sex-crazed harpie beating at my virtual door at all hours in search of sexual favours and the hope of a private audience at a reading of some of my lesser known pornographic works...
ReplyDeleteDo you think she'll be able to see past the cock rot??
L.U.V. on ya,
Bob
I suspect she set herself up because someone was pretending to be her. That happens a lot on munterspace apparently. How do we know who is the REAL Bob Swipe eh?
ReplyDeleteYou've got a very good point there Billy.
ReplyDeleteI believe there are currently two Bob Swipe Munterspace profiles in existence. There are even two Bob Swipe blogs on Blogger. It's all so confusing. Perhaps all of them are fake?
"Will the real Bob Swipe please stand up, please stand up, please stand up..."
Actually - Abby asked me to be her muntfriend and I duly obliged (gloat gloat). She doesn't say yes to everyone you know. I wondered how long it would take you to notice Swipe. Are you seething with fury? Lying on the floor beating your fists into the Axmuntster? Downing another keg of 'Buie Breezers and scraping Swipe 4 Grrl off your calliper that you hastily daubed in Tippex after a sesh at the Lion Rouge? Just yanking up my tights - they were round my ankles again and no one thought to remind me. Mind you I was lying prone and begging for extra change outside the British Heart Foundation just so I could scrape enough together for a miniature Babycham Breezer from the 7 Eleven on Twickenham Road. Luv on ya big boy XX
ReplyDeleteIt is surprising that she wouldn't invite Robert. Everybody can see through his protests. Not that I want to rub it in.
ReplyDeleteLiving outside the Me-Jah goldfish bowel as I do, one has to learn pretty dang quickly how to live with one's own company. It's a pretty lonely existence after all, especially now that it seems virtually everyone else on the planet, regardless of talent or ability, is there, floating with jaw flapping and dead eyes on the other side of the glass from oneself.
ReplyDeleteThis marginal position does have its virtues, though. Apart from being able to do most of the things that everyday ordinary people do (you know, racism, Industrial Tribunals, shopping, shitting yourself after an afternoon on the heevy without it making the front page of every quality newspaper from Dagenham to Brechin, being able to walk from one end of the street to the other without a single person recognising you and yelling, "Oi, you steaming *cunt*, get your knockers out" and so on...), being spectacularly unknown and utterly unworthy of attention means you can do, say and think pretty much what the fucking hell you like, regardless of what anyone else does, thinks or says. So I rather think that in the desperation stakes, Abby is a few notches above me and that if either of us needed a bit of a leg up from the other, it's her from me and not, as my late father used to say, Vicky Vercky.
Just a thought.
Right, I'm off to top meself. Nice knowing you all...
L.U.V. on ya,
Bob
p.s. mind you, just between the five of us - *would*...
p.p.s wrod vrecficiatoin: vooske. Is that Polskie, perchance?
Yes - you can get good vrod in the delikatesy on St John's Rd xxx
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