Wow, Spencer - for a Westrand boy you never cease to amaze me. You know your Wiener-shit! I am now in Salzburg (what would you like to be doing here?) and there is snow everywhere... beautiful, but sunny. How's the beach??
Beach is hot, Africa hot. Damn I'm even more jealous now. I have not spent time in Salzburg but I have frolicked in the powder at Zell am Zee and Kaprun so I know my snow-shit. Have a good one!
PS: Westront???? - I'm a NORTHEN suburbs boy all the way.
Oooh! Sorry - I wonder what led me to believe you have Westront history??
Congrats on getting your Eggworth alter-ego into Sarah's next book!!! We were at Drama School together where we learnt to 'breathe through our poepols' in movement class, as Sarah so fondly remembers. She also talks about having to simulate sex in David P's acting class, but I had Claire Stopford, so I missed that one! :-o
FYI, in Salzburg we chow Mozart balls! (Mozartkugeln) Enjoy the heat in Africa...
Pffff... Mr Eggworth, farting is but ONE use of many that one can put ones poephol to. And the air only passes in one direction during a fart, so it's a bit limited. Breeeaaathing through your gat, on the other hand, requires the gentle widening of the sphincter to aerate the spirit within and broaden the mind. Sucking air IN, not bustin' it out, for your spiritUAL and CreHAtive benifit, as it were.
Thank you for the wishes for the play. I breathed long & hard through the poephol for that one!
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Damn I'm jealous! I see its -5 in Wien today. I hope its snowing. A few glasses of vino in a Grinzing Heuriger would do me fine right now.
Wow, Spencer - for a Westrand boy you never cease to amaze me. You know your Wiener-shit! I am now in Salzburg (what would you like to be doing here?) and there is snow everywhere... beautiful, but sunny. How's the beach??
Beach is hot, Africa hot. Damn I'm even more jealous now. I have not spent time in Salzburg but I have frolicked in the powder at Zell am Zee and Kaprun so I know my snow-shit. Have a good one!
PS: Westront???? - I'm a NORTHEN suburbs boy all the way.
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Oooh! Sorry - I wonder what led me to believe you have Westront history??
Congrats on getting your Eggworth alter-ego into Sarah's next book!!! We were at Drama School together where we learnt to 'breathe through our poepols' in movement class, as Sarah so fondly remembers. She also talks about having to simulate sex in David P's acting class, but I had Claire Stopford, so I missed that one! :-o
FYI, in Salzburg we chow Mozart balls! (Mozartkugeln) Enjoy the heat in Africa...
woops, I only saw this now, been a bit tied up of late. I thought breathing through ones poephol was called farting...?
Break a leg for your play.(Yeah, I know its corny but who cares)
Pffff... Mr Eggworth, farting is but ONE use of many that one can put ones poephol to. And the air only passes in one direction during a fart, so it's a bit limited. Breeeaaathing through your gat, on the other hand, requires the gentle widening of the sphincter to aerate the spirit within and broaden the mind. Sucking air IN, not bustin' it out, for your spiritUAL and CreHAtive benifit, as it were.
Thank you for the wishes for the play. I breathed long & hard through the poephol for that one!
uuhhhmmm, "benefit", is a more befitting spelling of the word....sorry.
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