Saturday, March 17, 2007

All Broke Up

And that's that. After three years off the market I am now officially single again.



Form an orderly line, ladies.

12 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh. Is that good or bad ?

3/17/2007 06:11:00 pm  
Blogger hungbunny said...

KotH: it doesn't matter how early you got here, I will only be accepting applications from the laydeez. Sorry.

Johnnyboy: that depends on your perspective. From a plunging into abject depression point of view, it's pretty bad. On the other hand, I now have more spare time to spend writing miserable blog posts. Hoo-fucking-rah.

3/17/2007 06:48:00 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh again. Sorry. Been there a while back. Drinking helped somewhat.

3/17/2007 07:09:00 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I agree with the drinking! And, now that we know you'll have all this time -- drinking time! -- on your hands, we shall expect loads more blog entries. Drunken blog entries! It will be your duty to entertain us all, at least until some lovely laydee snatches you up. (Oops, I think there was a horrible pun in there.)

3/17/2007 07:37:00 pm  
Blogger Foot Eater said...

My sister, she love you long time, cowboy.

3/18/2007 02:38:00 am  
Blogger hungbunny said...

JB, Vague: I took your advice and now I'm so hungover it hurts to type. Is it beer o'clock yet?

Foot Eater: if she's anything like as hot as your mother, send her over.

3/18/2007 01:50:00 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well old boy, I recomend a hearty dose of fine single malt. Oh! You should try wearing a kilt as well, works wonders for me.

3/18/2007 07:33:00 pm  
Blogger hungbunny said...

Slainte! But I couldn't possibly wear a kilt after seeing this.

3/18/2007 08:47:00 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

CUNT!
I'll bet he has Campbell blood in him.

3/18/2007 09:05:00 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

'Is it beer o'clock yet?'

I thought you and Trauma were friends? if so, you should know that it's always beer o'clock.

3/19/2007 01:51:00 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Last time I broke up with somebody, I moved continent.

Let me tell you, that says ‘fuck off, you cunt’ with great flair.

Sadly, queues give me The Rage, so I will not be joining yours, no matter how tasty the prospect.

3/19/2007 09:30:00 am  
Blogger hungbunny said...

Wrong, Jair - it's now five past beer o'clock and I'm late for the pub.

Munky: I'm moving from Tooting to Battersea, which is going to be quite traumatic enough. They may be only a couple of miles apart geographically, but it's a whole different world.

I'm in awe of your new look, by the way, especially the pull-down bit at the top. Dead clever, like.

3/19/2007 03:27:00 pm  

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