12.4.05 | Best Mr Man in the World. Evah!
During the course of one of our wild and rambuctious Yahoo tri-conversations* some time ago, Tam and i found ourselves making Mr Men on some website or other (No i can't be arsed to go and find it for you... i'm being lazy today. Try Google or something. Off you pop.)
Anyway, it seems i took a snapshot of mine using Hello. I stumbled across the pic today while sorting through my image archive...
I see him as a kind of transvestite hard nut Mr Man, who'd just as soon stomp on your pretty face with his glam "fuck-you-up" boots, as share make-up tips. Or mebbe both at once.
I think my fave other Mr Man was Mr Jelly. I identified with him a lot. I would have liked Mr Messy, too. but The Man got him and tidied him up. Splitters!
And did anyone see the telly progs? As narrated by the wonderful Arthur Lowe? They were even better than the books... *sigh*
Right, i've had enough of this reminiscing bollocks! I must be getting old. Next post, i'm gonna blow yer blogs up... oyes. See if i don't!
Addendum Bollocks The Prisoner found the place where we make Mr Men. Props to him for finding it again. But minus a zillion for reminding me why i didn't go back after clicking onhis link... that voice.
Tiny Appendix Thing
*meaning to have three conversations on the go at once. With each other. They'd be the stuff of legends if anyone published them... especially for the awful spelling...