I'm back from a soggy, but fun, weekend at the V Festival.
I'm tired, a little ill, sore and bearded but, hey, I asked for it.
More to follow.
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What do you want? a pork medallion?
Seriously, I can arrange this for you. I have contacts. Does the name "The Honeyed Monster" ring any bells?
did you say "bearded?"
where's your hat?
i love you in your hat:)
lol you certainly did :)
Rest a little and then tell us about it.
Tell us all about it buddy!!
I can't grow a beard.
I have, however, grown some sea monkeys.
They could live in your beard.
If you were underwater.
Glad you enjoyed the festival... looked out for you on TV footage but I could only see drunk shouty people.
I'm intrigued by bearded. I mean, I'm aware of the concept of beards, but their relationship with Mr B, hmm, curious.
What was your favourite??
Beards are the new brown.
I remember Norton's beard. He is lying, it was quite adequate.
Lemmy?
I love the way this had turned into 'Beard Chat'
Blair, fat back and shit feet aside, it was great fun and I'm glad you came. The 'ice-cream' comment still makes me chuckle.
*dofts cap*
consider the doft returned good fellow
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