tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62084565538297133172025-11-09T08:24:00.858+00:00Comedic rant blog. Join in the banterNesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00012068425444490100noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208456553829713317.post-58804247955011809582010-04-14T23:51:00.000+01:002010-04-14T23:56:21.441+01:00

Good grief it’s been a long time since I typed anything that didn’t start with the phrase ‘With this essay I shall attempt to dispute a pile of random psychological theories spurted by the insane mind of a bored theorist’ I never actually typed that, but I assure you that if I had it would have been infinitely better than the boring droll I ended up with.So where has Nessie been for *CHECKS WATCH

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Hello you lovely people of BloggerMy how I've missed your smiles, your sarcasm, the way you spit juice out your nose every time you laugh (Too far? Yeah, I thought so too!). Well, I've missed all you buggers out there in the bloggerverse. I really missed reading all your blogs and comments, shocking how coming back here for five minutes feels a bit like a homecoming... Oh my God, I've turned

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Computers for dummies? Best make it mind games for morons. Yes indeed people, Nessie is becoming increasingly disillusioned with a great many things… Not least of all her complete incompetence to be technical in any way! “Mum, the computer is making a funny noise and telling me it has a problem” Came the shout from Wee Ness the other day. “Okay, I’ll fix it in a minute” Was my overly confident

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Nessie is over weight. Nessie thinks it's time to see her feet again. Nessie realizes that the time old excuses of 'my medication makes me fat' and ‘the washing machine shrunk my jeans' are just that, old. Nessie has joined Weight Watchers. Nessie will now pause for selected sniggers and judgement from the readers. Nessie is going to stop typing in third person now because Nessie is confusing

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Right, if you are a Twilight fan then you should know that this blog is NOT damning them all to Hell. In fact, I'm not really sure where I'm going with this so bare with me. First off, I have never seen the movie Twilight. Yes, yes I can hear all the shouts of 'sacrilege' now, but for some reason it missed my radar (which is odd given that I am a ridiculously big Sci-Fi fan) and I have no

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Here's an impromptu post if ever there was one. I've got two or three other posts begging me to finish them (figuratively speaking of course... I'm not implying that my posts actually speak to me!) But after a wee family trip out today I feel compelled (horrible blogger word that, compelled) to blog. Now, here's the warning, the comedy stops here (what do you mean you it hadn't started?). I

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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day, I wandered lonely as a cloud, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times... All fabulous first lines that draw us into the story/poem/fortune cookie. With this in mind you can understand the pressure I've been feeling to 'draw' people into my blog. Especially as I took a wee wander round the blogger community this evening and realized, with abject

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BIsexual, BIcurious, BIannual. Helping hints or just annoying 'fashionable' labels? Women who make me wish I was gay: Eva Longoria Parker, Nelly Furtado, Sharleen Spiteri, Cameron DiazMen who make me wish I was gay: Spencer Pratt, the entire male ensemble of every Big Brother programme ever made, Chris Evans, Enrique Englais.I am an open minded sort (if I keep saying it, people are bound to

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Babies crying, car alarms, the neighbours kids destroying various items outside the house, incessant ringing of novelty alarm clocks, dogs barking, World War 3... When you think about it, men can pretty much sleep through anything. With this fact pretty much agreed on the world over; why is it if you decide to have a little 'personal' time to yourself at night you're man will not only wake up,

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CONTAINS: 4 10 ml sugar free flavoured lubricating gel in kissable cherry, sinful strawberry, pleasurable green apple and tropical teeze. 1 compact mini massager.PACKAGING: Plastic, see through with garish colours on. Cheap and nasty looking. It's not immediately obviously that there's a small vibrator in there either. It just looks like one of those cheap, nasty flavoured lube packs that you get

Nesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00012068425444490100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208456553829713317.post-22363768140882670162009-08-02T13:21:00.001+01:002009-08-02T23:54:45.002+01:00

I was so excited to get my sweaty little palms on this bullet vibe. It sounds brilliant and, indeed, when it arrives it looks it. That's where the pleasure stops for a while. I'm going to give it the benefit of the doubt and take main responsibility for what happened next. I open the lid and try to remove the vibe but it's stuck, not seeing any reason why, I make a close examination of the

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I bought this as a wee gift for my man and I'm glad I did, not for the normal reasons though. The main emotion that springs to mind with this toy is amusement; it looks like a poorer, paler relative of Alien. It smells like someone got a bit over excited with the fragrance bottle in the factory and it's just pretty damn nasty!I actually didn't realize the smell was as strong as it is until my

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