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I think I might become a Mighty Boosh fan.
I had been wanting ti watch that show for the past few weeks, but I had always forgot about it. I had heard such good things about it. Apparently, it has gotten awards for being so awesome. So I had sat down yesterday to watch it. I said to mum, "It's a British show, so it maybe highly British, and you might not get it." So I had turned it to Adult Swim.
I saw the character Vince, and immediately saw Jagger in him, no sexual pun also. I saw his style of clothes, his hair style, and some other thing. I could see where he got his fashion sense at. I had heard that he idolized Mick. He has expressed want of getting Mick in a sketch of theirs. That if that happened, he could retire and be a happy man. Apparently, Roger Daltey stared in one of the sketches. I have now had my fan fiction sparked back. I now would like to read some fiction on Howard/Vince, cause that's hot to me. I am always looking for pairings to slash when watching shows on the telly.
I do believe that Boosh fiction exists. And that saves me the trouble of writing it because I suck so bad at it.
Now, I do believe that I would like to find Stones fiction. I am right now, in desperate need for it. It does kill me when I don't have any. The Stones right now, and with that, I am about to die, theoretically. So I can only really look at really gay and suggestive pictures.
I also am thankful I'm still not in the middle school, cause they are really getting out of hand with their dress codes. Only polo shirts allowed, belts must be worn everyday, shirts must be tucked in, no hoodie's, I think they don't like that shirts have designs.
Still listening to Ruby Tuesday by The Stones. I like that song.
And these cats seem to be taking out their rage on my toes. It hurts. Coffee Pot seems to be doing that on my back. OTFRJKOSWM OW! THAT HURTS. He just clawed my back now.
