I have friends! I think it's important for me to advertise this because I am a net nerd, and lots of net nerds don't have friends. Well i'm different, and I have proof - the camera doesn't lie, so nyah. Here they are in no apparent order except for the fact that I scanned the first ones first.
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When i told James earlier today that I was creating this page he feared the worst, and rightly so. This completely messed up brummie welsh boy insists on eating lard and showing his nostrils to girlies in the hope that they will find it attractive. Never the less, he is a damn good chum even if he's become a filthy pervert, and he's one of the few people who I cannot remember ever having an argument with, which is odd, especially when I say the things I say about him. He's obviously a freak of nature. |
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Ben, otherwise known as Jam, my oldest friend, stealer of the ONLY GILRFRIEND WHO EVER DUMPED ME, but i'm not bitter and agry (STILL!), cos I stole his faith no more CD. I still have it, and I thrash him at Tekken. And he looks like he's constipated. He stole my girlfriend. The total bastard. I feel vaguely guity towards him though as I used to shoot him with a BB gun when I was younger because he pretended it didn't hurt, and I was a viscious little bugger. Sorry Jam. You bastard.Apart from when i'm feeling bitter, I actually quite like the fellow, and i feel bad for never buying him a birthday present. But then all my friends know I'm bad at that. Ben calls himself a student but can't hold his drink to save his life. |
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This is Laura, Ben's girlfriend, who I am very thankful for cos it stops him from stealing any more wimmin from me. Laura is ace - she is unnatuarally nice to everyone, and she's a drunk. Super :o) i don't really know Laura that well 'cos I've only met her a few times, but she is so happy and nice she earns a place in the merv's mates section, plus I am gonna steal her away from Ben to get petty revenge, as the faith no more cd just isn't enough. ;o) |
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This fellow is Pete. lovingly referred to as Pete the Tool by those who have shared a house with him. Pete is the butt of jokes because he is so very gormless and easy to wind up :o) He hates it if you mention carrots to him. I mustn't say anything else about him cos if reads this he will be upset and i'll feel guilty.... and I did enough of that when I lived with him :o) |
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Simon is the chap who I speak to more than anyone else these days, because he has been sent to taunt me 24 hrs a day - curse modern technology that allows you to speak to someone 120 miles away for free. He calls himself Ingy because he is a freak, and he is the only person I have had the misfortune to have had to fire from a job. He's also my joint best friend. He loves Pete and will enjoy being underneath him - he was always trying to last year :o) He will despise the fact that I have written that and that I have put a pic of him being girly with a daisy chain, but if he does he knows there are far far worse pics I could have put up. Oh yes. Pictures of him with a hoover in the bathroom. I'll leave the rest of the details to your imagination. I love taunting Simon (aka semen) :o) |
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Tom has been my best buddy since I was 11, when on the first day of comprehensive school he stole my bag on the bus. Since then we have swapped girlfriends, almost killed eachother with knives, developed our own language, and done more embaressing things than anyone has ever seen us do. No-one knows how deeply disturbed this person is more than I, the rest of the world thinks he's pretending but it's all true. He is dangerous and you should not go near him. He would probably say the same for me, but he is insane and should not be listned to. Tom has the odd effect of being my only friend who I have terrible urges to kill if I spend more than 3 days in a row with him - I don't know why this is, but he makes me feel homicidal. He's my best friend :o) |
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Upon moving to Nottingham trent university, i found myself living opposite this fellow, Kev. Kev does loads of drugs and plays the guitar badly, and had a profound effect on me when I met him - he opened the floodgates to my personality and sense of humour and changed me completely, for which I am eternally thankful for... without him this webpage would be boring, if it existed at all, and I would probably be a dull, drab person. It's all his fault. |
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This is a pathetically small picture of Reb, but I haven't got any better ones yet.... Reb here is posing for the ill fated Bob Gallery, where we went round London wering deelyboppers and having photo's taken in stupid locations, but by the time I got the photo's developed I couldn't be arsed with it any more. Auntie RebBob is a fellow Leo rocker type which makes her superb, and she enjoys revelling in the fact that she has longer hair than Simon, much to his annoyance. |
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