Tags: the mighty boosh

Boosh: I'm pretty good

Mmmm, easter eggs.

I just found the Easter Egg on the season three Mighty Boosh DVD of Bollo auditioning to be the Cadbury's gorilla. Adorable. Oh Bollo, I do so love you.

Tonight Ali and I went over to Cath and Jen's place (Ness there too- THE LFOD REUNITED!) for a desert night which meant, oh lord, so much sweet om noms we all thought we'd explode. Cath also made something wobbling and pink and penis-like once she'd given it mint ice-cream testicles. She is filthy.

Unrelated to Boosh (I promise): I really want another tattoo. So very much. I've been having plans and sketches and the like. (I'm thinking a giant Noel Fielding chestpiece in metallic blue and gold, what do you think? It'd be the mirrorball suit. Very classy and subtle. I'll use my nipples for the eyes.)
Boosh: I'm pretty good

Boosh fans! you BBC3 weirdos!

On Saturday night there was a Heroes and Villains party. So I say to myself, Self, who is the most bestest and sexiest villain?

The answer is, of course, The Hitcher. He will, after all, harness the powers of evil to abuse you. In song format.

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A few people got who I was. Everyone else was just confused to why I kept speaking to them in a bad cockney accent and threatening to put them in dolphin suits...
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Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundraaaa

I love reading housematehorror. It makes me realise that despite any problems we have in our household, living in the LFoD is, in actual fact, bliss. Because we don't live with any of those people. Thank the gods on high for that piece of mercy. (Although, maybe the flatmates might disagree and I could see someone on there very soon who is rather vividly like me... Hmmmm. I prepare to live in fear of this day.)

The first night of the 48 was excellent, even though it was raining. Tonight is going to be colder and wetter and windier, and it's been snowing/sleeting all day. Coooold. Drank quite a bit though I remained little more than tipsy, and there was quite a bit of glorious snogging going on. Ah, drunken boys and their amusingness. Who can resist such temptations?

Tonight it has been promised that there will be Boosh music. Oh hells yes. We're getting The Tundra Rap, because it's fitting to the current weather. The weather in which I find it a challenge to feel my fingers properly.
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trapped in a box by a cockney nutjob (Also known as: It's all about the Boosh.)

It has come to my attention after watching too much of The Mighty Boosh live DVD that I would totally sleep with The Hitcher. This is interesting considering that he is both a) sadistically evil, and b) umm, green. Although technically in the live show he isn't green!

It's the cockney accent. I'm sure of it.

everybodylookatthemoon! everybodyseesthemoon!

Man, I love this show. No one we know outside of our flat even gets what we're talking about. But it'll be on C4 soon. Which is good but... only cool people are allowed to like it here! Yes, I can't stop everyone in all of England liking it if they're tards, but that's not here. The scenesters are going to latch. Look at Vince and tell me they're not going to latch!

Boosh! Boosh! Stronger than a Moose!

I may have been downloading music.

Everyone is out at work/school and it's only 8.30. This is all wrong. It's not the natural order of things!

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