Franklin Mint. Numbered edition of a thousand, the first in a series of my bodily organs reproduced in gold-plated simulated metal. Of course they're leaving the prize item, my liver weighing, in at half my body weight and carved in teak to emulate as closely as possible its true texture, as the last of series.

Not Son of Cracked my Ball? Aieeee!

I had an unusual addition to my collection of earrings in mind.

You'd end up with earlobes like a Kalenjin (sp?).

I'll take your word for that.

For such a young'un, you have, um "mature" musical tastes.

SATAN!!

SATAN!!

SATAN!!

Just wait...

[to be honest, I was just filling space so I could nab the unholy number post]

Bastard, I missed that :@

Gah :@

I should have just posted a pile of crap in here last night when no one was aorund to steal it :@

It's a lovely place

It bloody isn't - its like a manky Blackpool guesthouse in low season. You mark my words!

In that case, you're welcome to it. 'One of these nights', I'll join you.

If you tell me when I'll even have a shave for you ;o)

You ARE Jon Tickle.