Rules and responsibities:
These are the ties that bind us.
We do what we do,because of who we are.
If we did otherwise,we would not be ourselves.
I will do what i have to do
And i will do what i must..
I have my sidekick now. I think I call him Sidekick!!
"Lets get Jinky with it!"
from what I remember your not that shy
last time I saw you I had to rescue you from Stroo’s cleavage
. Will be nice to see you again and maybe you could bring that recluse Mr. Cantus with you
. before i met those lot i thought they'd be a bunch of dreadlocked hippies that smoked, set things on fire ,and drank a lot of tea but then when i met them....oh wait (PyroWill)
ohmygodlaserbeamspewpewpew!



before i met those lot i thought they'd be a bunch of dreadlocked hippies that smoked, set things on fire ,and drank a lot of tea but then when i met them....oh wait (PyroWill)
thankyou to everybody who helped me learn some super cool groovy new stuff
n mr cantus realli is shy isnt he (thx for teaching me a bit of doubles)
laterz cant wait for the next meet xx oOo Look At The Pretty Fire.. oOo Touch The Pretty Fire oO.. OWW THE PRETTY FIRE BURNT ME!
My nunchucks vital statictics 
weight: 500g
handle lenght: 16 inches
chain length: 2 inches

) to see. Possibly got a nice long exposure with Toby's arm trailing through it too. So that'll be nice.... Meh



'The last rays of crimson on the spindle tree as the cerise fruit splits and reveals its orange seeds in a gloriously clashing colour scheme no-one would ever dare to wear'
Euonymous Europeus













- thanx millhouse!! 

x .....................just keep spinnin......................
'The last rays of crimson on the spindle tree as the cerise fruit splits and reveals its orange seeds in a gloriously clashing colour scheme no-one would ever dare to wear'
Euonymous Europeus
despite the fact i accidentally hit myself in the face with one and was smelling burnt hair for about an hour... 
We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams;
We are the movers and shakers of the world for ever, it seems.

'The last rays of crimson on the spindle tree as the cerise fruit splits and reveals its orange seeds in a gloriously clashing colour scheme no-one would ever dare to wear'
Euonymous Europeus
Falmouth '05 
Written by:
Ok, so the discussion begins here. When do you want it, where do you want it?
I reckons>>
Location: Maenporth Beach
Accommodation: Tregedna Farm Campsite (the other one for those of you who attended Falmouth 1 or 2)
Duration: Thursday evening - Sunday evening
Attractions: A beautiful beach, (hopefully) glorious weather, a big feckin fire, more beer and smoke than you can shake several large sticks at, and a bunch of lunatics playing with fire.
Throw in a few workshops, the obligatory 8 mile hike, and yer talkin' heaven.
Anyone have anything they wanted to add?
P.S. Depending on the scheduling of the PLAY festival, there may well not be time for a further shindig in the summer months, so don't be shy.
and same goes for those I spoke to last night
. The only problem is getting there
especial on a bank holiday the trains and stuff will be a nightmare. And megabus will only get us to London
. So what Rob suggested is that we hire a mini bus for the weekend and drive down as a group
the cost split between all of us would be minimal and we cold split the driving. I know some of you wont be able to go for the full weekend
so I'm suggesting just go down for the bank holiday drive down on Fri come back on Mon (it is a 4 day weekend (Easter bank holl)). 
before i met those lot i thought they'd be a bunch of dreadlocked hippies that smoked, set things on fire ,and drank a lot of tea but then when i met them....oh wait (PyroWill)
Hey Kyle.. Hope u didnt damage yourself too much when you hit yourself in the face
but yea probebly see u the next sat after xmas laters hun xx oOo Look At The Pretty Fire.. oOo Touch The Pretty Fire oO.. OWW THE PRETTY FIRE BURNT ME!

"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
umm whats this foulmouth thing people keep talking about... its confusing oOo Look At The Pretty Fire.. oOo Touch The Pretty Fire oO.. OWW THE PRETTY FIRE BURNT ME!

We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams;
We are the movers and shakers of the world for ever, it seems.
before i met those lot i thought they'd be a bunch of dreadlocked hippies that smoked, set things on fire ,and drank a lot of tea but then when i met them....oh wait (PyroWill)
oOo Look At The Pretty Fire.. oOo Touch The Pretty Fire oO.. OWW THE PRETTY FIRE BURNT ME!
We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams;
We are the movers and shakers of the world for ever, it seems.
before i met those lot i thought they'd be a bunch of dreadlocked hippies that smoked, set things on fire ,and drank a lot of tea but then when i met them....oh wait (PyroWill)
We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams;
We are the movers and shakers of the world for ever, it seems.

it's a mad world...and i love it!!!
it's a mad world...and i love it!!!
before i met those lot i thought they'd be a bunch of dreadlocked hippies that smoked, set things on fire ,and drank a lot of tea but then when i met them....oh wait (PyroWill)
it's a mad world...and i love it!!!

We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams;
We are the movers and shakers of the world for ever, it seems.
oOo Look At The Pretty Fire.. oOo Touch The Pretty Fire oO.. OWW THE PRETTY FIRE BURNT ME!
We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams;
We are the movers and shakers of the world for ever, it seems.
before i met those lot i thought they'd be a bunch of dreadlocked hippies that smoked, set things on fire ,and drank a lot of tea but then when i met them....oh wait (PyroWill)
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