Thursday, 26 April 2007

Just Because


Every Sha-la-la-la

Every Wo-o-wo-oStill shines

Every shing-a-ling-a-ling

That they're startin' to sing's

So fine.
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Makes you think doesn't it?

18 comments:

dive said...

Makes me think of the Karen Carpenter Diet.

Old Knudsen said...

Wasn't she lovely?

Anonymous said...

Makes me want to vomit, more like.

Anonymous said...

I'm getting seriously worried. Should we call a vet? Knudsen may need to be put to sleep.

dive said...

I bet she stinks a bit now …

Anonymous said...

Still haven't quite forgiven you for the german thing but if you can't beat them out sing them.
For complete insanity rent grease one and two and then watch the sound of music. That should get your cranky pants back on.

Manuel said...

I, for once, have nothing to say. I was duped and mis-lead about the content of this blog.Wheres that cunt form Watchdog when you need him?

Anonymous said...

oooooh what pretty flowers. Thanks

Anonymous said...

What sort of sap is this?

The Dog of Freetown said...

I'm getting a lot more out of this blog now. I think you might make it.

Cheltenhamdailyphoto said...

Flowers & Carpenter. Who knew. Old K you pleased me with the flowers. With Carpenter ... ugh. Why. Why would you do that, Old K. Oh ok Happy K, whoever you are. Anyone, just about anyone would have been better. Now it's in my head. This is still sabotage and sadism, it's simply subtle. You cunning old dog.

Cheltenhamdailyphoto said...

But surely a happy gent would bring flowers to the door of a lady and i've seen nothing of you in Cheltenham....:)

Cheltenhamdailyphoto said...

A commune?? I've just seen that, only just now in your labels. This with that Rich fella? You'll be growing your own veg and knitting your own yoghurt. You'll be singing Cum Bi Ya and yes i'm proud not to know how to spell it. I wash my hands of you then Happy K. I despair.

The Mistress said...

On the day that you were born
The angels got together and decided
To create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moondust in your hair
Of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue
That is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you

WHOA-OHOHOHOH, Close to you.

savannah said...

what's happened to you?
please comeback as you were, sugar!!

Sam, Problem-Child-Bride said...

You're slipping away from us Knudsen. Get a grip, man, for God's sake.

Tell me, what did the Carpenters do to you? Did they deprive you of food and make you repeat their lyrics til your will was no longer your own?

They did didn't they. Insidious bastards. Just tell me you're not wearing a kaftan.

tony said...

youve just reminded me that all those flowers will soon be all over the shop......Murder on my hayfever.Why cant it be January all the time?

Cheltenhamdailyphoto said...

Ill say goodbye to love

No one ever cared if I should live or die

Time and time again the chance for love has passed me by

And all I know of love is how to live without it

I just cant seem to find it


So Ive made my mind up

I must live my life alone

And though its not the easy way

I guess Ive always know


Id say goodbye to love




Such happy tunes huh Happy K?