Stan is feeling a bit on the lusty side recently and frequently complains that his balls are like space hoppers. Hence this.
Yeah whatever. I'm just fucking about here.
Thursday, 10 July 2008
Speed Dating, Part I.... Stan, Stan, the Elephant Man
Stan bought me a notebook last week, a dinky little Moleskine. He's a sweetie sometimes. A bona fide sweetie. And so i thought I'd honour him. This is a drawing of him at the speed dating even we went to last thursday. He's written about it here by the way if you want.
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So Stan is Babar if; Babar, if he wasn't a king, had a penchant for drinking, and refused to mow the lawn?
I jest- i love it- except for the giant balls part.
Note to self: an extra 'if' never hurt anyone- but it does make you sound stupid...
Now why did the song "Big Balls" by AC/DC suddenly pop into my head?
Gosh. It's amazing that Stan never mentions he has such very, very big... tusks.
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