Oh, no!
I emailed my good friend Ruth Madoc (pissdrenched@gmail.com) with five images that I got from Google Image search. She loves receiving thematically linked images, and I love her being happy.
However, she’s gone on holiday, and I’ve hit my head with a saucepan. This has resulted in me losing the images, and forgetting the word I typed into Google in the first place. On top of that, I’ve become obsessed with knowing that word as soon as possible. I’m in a right pickle, and to make matters worse, I can’t scream, because I’m at work!
If someone – one of you, perhaps? – could just log into her Gmail account, and retrieve the email I sent, perhaps you could tell me the word I typed into Google?
Ruth DID say that there’s a clue to her Gmail password here (before she went on holiday, anticipating that I would need to do this).
http://www.grapheine.com/bombaytv/playuk.php?id=649622
If you can also tell me what email address Ruth REALLY wanted from Gmail then I might even be thankful enough to put a prize in the post to you or something totally queer like that. She won’t tell me, because she’s embarrassed, but the answer’s in there somewhere, probably hidden in the middle of a pile of spam for gay porn and panda software, knowing Ruth!!!
Answers in the comments, please. And you can’t win if you’re my mate, either. FUCK OFF, YOU STUPID DUMB FRIEND. STOP LOOKING AT ME SHOW OFF TO STRANGERS.
I think her e-mail address is TheOneFromHiDeHiNoNotSuPollardTheOtherOne@gmail.com
And isn’t that kid the aborigine from that outback film with Jenny Agutter?
SL
Well, I done got into her email, and looked at them images, but I cannot for the life of me or my blasted children work out what you typed in google.
Something about glasses I reckon.
Plenty of French gay porn in Ruth’s mailbox – I was quite enlightened!
I done it!
You were searching for “tourist” and your poor Ruth wanted “shitsmeared@gmail.com”
– delightful *and* classy.
I knew I had a purpose in life, I knew it!
Did my last comment send? You were searching for “tourist” and poor Ruth wanted “shitsmeared@gmail.com”.
That was all a bit much for me… I’m going to go have a cold shower to recover. Yes!
damn you deaddog! and damn you log for posting after i’d left work where i do most of my covert surveillance of you.
Just a guess, but was her address PooPooFrappeLatte@gmail.com?
I think the search word was “naughty sprinkles”.
Oh that Ruth Maddoc and her piss drenched fun. She EARNED that yellow coat. But wanted PungentAromaOfHotSweatyArseholes@gmail.com but that bitch Pollard beat her to it.
That’s the most arousing comment I’ve ever read.
Congratulations, mydeaddog. Smahman, stop being a big silly, and Jonesy, stop encoraging him. The solution to this fanciful whimsy is below.
So, mydeaddog! Do you want a postal prize, which has the advantage of me sending something hugely personal from my bedroom to you, and might be a pillow, or a gaijin Godzilla? Or do you want a sponsorship deal, where I dedicate the next five posts to you and have pictures of you adorning the site for a month?
THE CHOICE IS YOURS, MYDEADDOG;
SOLUTION (cover the monitor with your greasy fingers immediately)
There. Wasn’t that fun, yes it was. Brumbrum.
Sorry skipper. I won’t do it again. That was fun, can we play again next week?
I’m excited to see which prize Mydeaddog plumps for…
If he has any sense he will gamble for Bully’s star prize.
Well, my friend has just informed me that “gay porn makes the world go round”, but I’ve seen enough of that after trawling Ruth’s mailbox… So I think I’ll have to plump for the Sponsor Ship prize!
This might finally make up for the hideous rejection I received from Jimmy “heartbreaker” Saville as a child. Why couldn’t you fix me Jim? Why?
For a while, I thought you’d said “gamble for Bully’s special prize”, and I was going to get angry, saying “you can’t gamble FOR that, it’s one of the prizes that you can GAMBLE to go for Bully’s STAR prize”, which I then realised was what you’d typed. I’m just so keen to feel the anger, sometimes.
OK, mydeaddog, let’s take this to the emails, where we’ll work out the terms of this month’s amazing sponsorship deal. I just emailed you, sweetparps.
I know, this week Bully’s special prize was a combination washer drier. The star prize was a Mini Metro with tax thrown in.