clocked
I have stories to tell and some gorgeous email to respond to but please forgive me because I think I'm just going to go to bed. I got my lights punched out at The Attic last night.
I wish I could play this up for some kind of sexual prestige, like "ladies I would fearlessly go after a man twice my size if honour is at stake," but the fact is I wound up getting so seriously clocked, two hits, him hitting me, me hitting the floor, and I'll tell you that right now the number-one sexual fantasy in my mind is to be lying in bed with a lovely lady who's wearing a nice bra and a pair of fishnets and nothing else holding an ice pack to my face with one hand and giving me a gentle, soothing handjob with the other.
Comments
rock star
Posted by: thatgirl | January 14, 2005 10:42 PM
you're forgiven
Posted by: jane | January 15, 2005 03:31 AM
get better! i'm lost without you ;)
Posted by: lisa | January 15, 2005 05:07 PM
poor you....
if only i were there to help. there is nothing more i would rather do then nurse you back to health.....
xo
Posted by: lindsay | January 15, 2005 06:30 PM
jesus, you are so hot, yet so fucking dirty.
why am i so turned on???
oh, and did you know that someone wrote "phillip clark is a nice man" on the side of a building on gottigen/cornwallis???
Posted by: heather deeee | January 16, 2005 06:22 PM
That is absolutely a disgusting image
Posted by: Anonymous | January 17, 2005 09:57 PM
(Interesting tidbit: the IP address from this last comment--24.112.118.134--identifies this anonymous commenter as the same person who suggested "vertical pork chops" as a worthy synonym for "vagina.")
Posted by: phi. | January 18, 2005 01:55 AM
Touch-ay.
Although I'd rather borough my face into a sweaty stinky set of juiced-up vertical chops way passed their expiration date then have the image of your cottled erection implanted in my mind.
Posted by: Sarah Snail | January 18, 2005 09:48 PM
Sarah fucking Snail. You're such a weirdo. If you don't like thinking about my erection then fair enough, but if that's the case then ummm isn't this a strange choice of website for you to be reading?
Why do you hate boners so much.
P.S. I'm picturing you chowing down at the Pork Chop Cafe and it is giving me an erection.
Posted by: phi. | January 19, 2005 11:42 AM
I tolerate the occasional allusions to your various body parts in hopes of encountering what is occasionally good writing.
When the boners start popping out left and right I take a vacation.
I don't hate boners, I'm just choosy about their proverbial penetration of my unconsicous.
P.S.- You are suprisingly startled from your fantasy of my chowing down by the unsavoury chops to your left. She kicks you for fantasizing about me in the presence of her drooling beef curtains.
Posted by: Anonymous | January 19, 2005 02:29 PM
That does it. From now on, this site is ALL BONER, ALL THE TIME.
Posted by: phi. | January 19, 2005 05:56 PM