Nuju Metru

Well, then, Paul, you need to be careful what you wish for. -Nuju Metru

This week's is late, credit goes to Paul for reminding me. Therefore, his choice, Revolution 9, is this week's song! ...Bottle of claret for you if I'd realised I'd forgotten all about it George, I'm sorry, Will you forgive me? Mmm yes Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Number nine, number nine, number... ...Then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants ...About the stortage of grain in Hertfordshire Everyone of them knew that as time went by they'd Get a little bit older and a little bit slower but... It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured by Someone who's always umpteen (...) Your father's giving it diddly-i-dee district was leaving... Intended to die (...) Ottoman... (...)...Long gone through...(...) I've got to say irritably and... (...) Floors, hard enough to put on (...) Per day's md in our district There was not really enough light to get down, And ultimately (...) Slumped down Suddenly... They may stop the funding... Place your bets The original Afraid she'll die (...) Great colours for the season Number nine, number nine Who's to know? Who was to know? Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine I sustained nothing worse than (...) Also, for example Whatever you're doing A business deal falls through I informed him on the third night, when fortune gives... People ride, people ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Ri-i-i-i-ide Ri-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ide Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine (...) I've missed all of that It makes me a few day's late Compared with, like, wow! And wierd stuff like that... (...) Taking our sides sometimes (...) Floral bark Rouge doctors have brought this specimen I have nobody's short-cuts, aha... Nine, number nine (...) With the situation They are standing still The plan, the telegram... (Hubbbbba, hubbbbba, hubbbbbba, hubbbbba, hubbbbba Number nine, number Hubbba) A man without terrors from beard to false As the headmaster reported to my son He really can try, as they do, to find function... Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high, And his eyes were low... Alright! It was on fire and his glasses were the same This thing know if it was tinted, But you know it isn't To me it is... Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Number nine, number nine, number nine So the wife called me and we'd better go to see a surgeon to price it (...) Yellow underclothes So, any road, we went to see a dentist instead That gave her a pair of teeth which wasn't any good at all So I said I'd marry, join the ######ing navy and went to sea Block that kick, block that kick In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair I'm not in the mood for whirling How? Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping Bird's for birding, and fish for fishing Them for themming and when for whemming ...Only to find the night-watchman Unaware of his presence in the building Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine Number nine, number nine Industry allows financial imbalance Thrusting it bewteen his shoulder blades The watusi, the twist Eldorado Take this, brother, may it serve you well Maybe it's nothing What, what oh... Maybe, even then, impervious in London ...Could be difficult thing... It's quick like rush for peace because it's so much Like being naked It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright If, you've become naked Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that nixon That was LONG. -John

I have weekend Homework, which I could've finished Friday had I not done Halloween. Then again, I did get candy... *munches candy* -Nuju Metru

What are you doing for All Hallow's eve? -Nuju Metru

Do you want to see a certain fight from the Bionicle storyline? I want a new Battle to do, but can't think of any worth doing. Suggestions? -Nuju Metru

Ooh, that's impressive. If you were a Moderator, you'd have an award by now. Since you aren't... -Nuju Metru

It's my blog, so I have AA immunity. *defuses bomb* Meh, that's not too bad. -Nuju Metru

Yes. It is. » Click to show Spoiler - click again to hide... «Yeah, snowflake-shield! -Nuju Metru

» Click to show Spoiler - click again to hide... «Has anyone else noticed it's back? Atakus has GITD Blades. -Nuju Metru

*shanksheild* -Nuju Metru

I'll have to take your word for it. Award! *Shoots Nuke with defense guns*

Mmmm... Cream Soda... -Nuju Metru

How did you kill me? I can't give you an award for ingenuity if I don't know How, or if, I died. -Nuju Metru

Well. go ahead. Throw some attack at me, I guarantee I can counter it. If I can't prevent my death, you get an award!

Post here how awesome Root Beer is. If you don't like Root Beer, just leave, because this is for RB lovers ONLY. -Nuju Metru

Here are some facts about us BZeatles you may be interested to know... (Made up by our own Paul) GFC will never make it alone. GFC wants to be a paperback writer. GFC is looking through you. -MX- is the Taxman. -MX- doesn't want to leave her now, you know he believes (and how!). -MX- is happy just to dance with you. Nuju wants you so bad, it's driving him mad. Nuju is so tired. In Nuju's life, he's loved you more. Snoopy would like to be in an octopus' garden. Snoopy gets by with a little help from his friends. Snoopy lives in a yellow submarine. -John

I am so tired... -John

I don't care. If you turn up the volume enough on some '80's heavy metal, the sonic wave will do a bit more than wake her up... Awesome. -Nuju Metru

Maybe next time, Paul. -John

Here's this week's song, suggested by Ringo. It's Back in the USSR. Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC Didn't get to bed last night Oh, the way the paper bag was on my knee Man, I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in the USSR, yeah Been away so long I hardly knew the place Gee, it's good to be back home Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case Honey disconnect the phone I'm back in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in the US Back in the US Back in the USSR Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the west behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout They Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my mind Oh, come on Hu Hey Hu, hey, ah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah I'm back in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boys Back in the USSR Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the west behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout They Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my mind Oh, show me round your snow peaked mountain way down south Take me to you daddy's farm Let me hear you balalaika's ringing out Come and keep your comrade warm I'm back in the USSR Hey, You don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in the USSR Oh, let me tell you honey Suggestions for next week's song can be sent to me via PM, or posted next thursday in the suggestions entry. -John

He's asleep... You going to risk his vengeful wrath by waking him form his nap? -Nuju Metru