Blogitis
Liberace obviously had the right idea - sit in a bath and contemplate your navel
or your 'personality lift' shoe and boot collection.Currently languishing in bed with last week's Observer Magazine and a box of violet creams (not really I hate violet creams). Taking time out after doing a Margaret Thatcher and operating on 4-5 hrs sleep a night for the last three/four months solid. How did she do it? Feeling a bit un-rock. Will be back soon once I've got my brain back up to speed and my mojo back.
xx
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posted by rockmother at 7:32 am
23 Comments:
All the best for a speedy recovery RoMo!
If you're feeling fragile, I wouldn't pop round Ister's if I were you, his Toilet Duck habit is veering seriously out of control...
"Pop round Ister's"?!?
Get it roight, Howes.
"Pop round Bill's", OK?
I hope your blogitis ting vanishes quickly an' dat you'll be back ter normal.
I used to share that very same bath with Liberace when we were both working the chitlin circuit - not sharing the bath together you understand.
I'm not gay (but the bloke I sleep with is).
x
Sorry Bill you old bastard, shut the feckin' doors and let's go...
Dat's better, Mr Howes.
Thatcher died in '79 and was replaced by a robot. All it could say between midnight and 4 a.m. was "Oh Denis, oobidoo, I'm in love with you!"
Take all the time you need. I hope people are waiting on you.
That old poof (not you Bill). He had a very popular TV show when I was growing up. The papers were always publishing 'shocking exposes' but nobody seemed to care much. Like now really.
Howeser - thank you and yes I've noticed the Toilet Duck abuse getting very out of hand at Isters..I mean...Bill's
Bistvllsterski - Thanks chuck - just realised what the date is - sorry - won't be going tomorrow
Geoff - makes note to oneself to stop trying to be a robot
Arabella - thank you Arabella - no - I have no one waiting on me unfortunately as him who snores like a bison is being particularly non-understanding. Anyway...
Dickley - I went to see Liberace at the London PAlladium when I was 12 or 13. It was the only English essay I got an A+ for. I shall try and did it out and write it up for future blogpost.
Dickley - I meant dig it out - sorry - fatigue doing weird things to my eye brain co-ordination
Dat's alright.
If I had those boots, they would lift my spirits.
Hope you get some zzz's in RoMo. xxx
Liberace gay? Never! You'll be telling me next that Barry Manilow is a *confirmed bachelor* and that Sue Barker was Cliff Richard's beard! I always had dreams of marrying Liberace too :(
Er, keep on sleeping.
Why has Istvanski turned into Bill Grant... I'm most confused...
Annie - yes - they are quite fab in a dreadful way aren't they?
Betty - are you mad? Liberace was as bent as a nine bob note! Sorry to disappoint...
Billy - I don't know. Who IS Bill Grant anyway? I think he might be something to do with football - just going off to google to check.
I don't know anyting about football. Dat's why oi support Rangers.
For christ's sake don't google Mr Grant, he's in it deeper than Ziggy and that's saying sumfink...
I'd like to see a bit more speculation about Barry Manilow's sex life please.
Dickley - I'll see what I can rustle up Dickley
feel better, sugar....i think we all need a break...mental health kinda thing...or not..wtf do i know these days..or ever...
That looked like Liverace to my old eyes. Now there's a novelty piano act...
Dickley - see next post
Savmarshmama - thank you - feeling a bit more normal today despite the Barry Manilow post xx
Urban Clair - Liverace - that's hilarious. I actually just re-read the post title as Bilitis and thought good god I didn't write that did I?
hope the romomojo returns soonest. we call them 'violent creams' down by the river and i'm now incapable of asking for them properly in the shops - which is a little bit awkward.
(like the film we always referred to as 101 damnations - best not to start such tomfoolery, cos you often can't stop it.
Rivergirlie - yes - like the Bahlsen choco-leibniz biscuits that I always seem to refer to as 'chocolate lesbians'.
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