Thursday, September 08, 2005

Darling we're the Young Ones

I tried to go to bed early last night cause I was feeling a bit shit. Got a head cold you see.

But alas it is impossible to get to sleep early in our 'beloved' Bawawecra. I dont know what the hell was goin on outside my bedroom but it was clamorous....

Here is what I think happened:

Nick was watching buffy while eating beans...Steph walked into the room and started telling Nick about her day just as Buffy was about to do something really interesting (a rare event) and Nick overreacted.

'SHUTTUP YOU HIDEOUS BITCH!!!' he shouted throwing his beans everywhere,
'NOW LOOK WHAT YOUVE DONE!!!'

suddenly James, who was hiding behind the couch at the time, pops his head up and says, 'I hope youre gonna wash that bowl now Nick'

'I WILL NEVER WASH UUUUUUUUP!!!' nick screams as he throws the bowl across the room smashing it to pieces.

Steph unfased by this all is still talking about her day, hears the smashing bowl sound and suddenly realises that she hasnt broken her 10 glasses for the day. She bolts to the kitchen and smashes everything insight...

no wonder i couldnt sleep.

also i have realised that Bawawecra is like the Young Ones

James = Rick
Nick = Vivian
Steph = Neil (is that his name, you know the boring one that no one pays attention to)
Matt = Mike.

later fans!

6 Comments:

Blogger jimmy said...

I always had you down as the Rick of the house Matt. You know, bad poetry and all...

1:56 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

definitely. Jimmy's the 'cool one'... by comparison.

3:15 pm  
Blogger matt said...

screw you!

3:21 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mike was the unfunny boring one.

4:11 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

yeah, that's where the bawawecra comparison sorta blurs... They're ALL Mike!! Except Nick, who really is like Vivian.

4:14 pm  
Blogger marla said...

no way Matt is def Rick and James is Mike, let's not poster them as who them "want to be" but as whoe they "really are"

here is some poetry:

Oh, Cliff
Sometimes it must be difficult not to feel as if
You really are a Cliff
When fascists keep trying to push you over it
Are they the lemmings?
Or are you Cliff?
Or are you, Cliff?

*wild applause*

9:49 pm  

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