Post by Beatlemon on Feb 22, 2005 17:06:18 GMT -5
Hello all!
I've been a fan for about seven years .... At least I think it's been seven years. Hm. It all started one rosy Christmas day when I happened to notice a magazine looking at me from my stocking. It was a Mojo Lennon edition, apparently numbered and sort of rare. I like magazines. So I decided to open it. Now of course I had heard that John was dead - not really knowing anything else about him, but I was curious to see the man's behind. I mean the man behind the name. Did I just say that out loud? I guess I did!
Naughty girl ;D
I kept on reading the articles, curiouser to see who the other funny people were (George, Stu, Pete, Paul and Wingo!) and eventually I opened the *other* big, fat, silvery looking present I had gotten that rosy Crimble (LOL!) morning. And no, it wasn't a salmon.
Well, that just did it for me, and I read the Beatles Anthology about twenty billion times, and then I decided to get all the CDs, and then I thought to myself I thought - "Mmm, you must become a maniac to survive! You do not breathe air any more! You BREATHE BEATLES!"
And so the spell was cast.
And now I am swimming in the Sea of Holes looking for the Octopuses Garden. My favourite Beatle (read: OBSESSION) is everyone 
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*blinks* Wow, chocolate will sure make me write weirdly
. I'm eating some right now, and be warned, I eat chocolate for breakfast! ;D. Ok, more seriously though: I'm a University student and I live in Ontario Canada. I have two cats, several goldfish, and a guinea pig. And they all get along very well. They've heard All You Need Is Love several billion times to get the message that cats, fishies, and guinea pigs CAN live in peace an love.
The End.
Or Is It?
*ominous music*
I've been a fan for about seven years .... At least I think it's been seven years. Hm. It all started one rosy Christmas day when I happened to notice a magazine looking at me from my stocking. It was a Mojo Lennon edition, apparently numbered and sort of rare. I like magazines. So I decided to open it. Now of course I had heard that John was dead - not really knowing anything else about him, but I was curious to see the man's behind. I mean the man behind the name. Did I just say that out loud? I guess I did!
Naughty girl ;DI kept on reading the articles, curiouser to see who the other funny people were (George, Stu, Pete, Paul and Wingo!) and eventually I opened the *other* big, fat, silvery looking present I had gotten that rosy Crimble (LOL!) morning. And no, it wasn't a salmon.
Well, that just did it for me, and I read the Beatles Anthology about twenty billion times, and then I decided to get all the CDs, and then I thought to myself I thought - "Mmm, you must become a maniac to survive! You do not breathe air any more! You BREATHE BEATLES!"
And so the spell was cast.
And now I am swimming in the Sea of Holes looking for the Octopuses Garden. My favourite Beatle (read: OBSESSION) is everyone 
.*blinks* Wow, chocolate will sure make me write weirdly
. I'm eating some right now, and be warned, I eat chocolate for breakfast! ;D. Ok, more seriously though: I'm a University student and I live in Ontario Canada. I have two cats, several goldfish, and a guinea pig. And they all get along very well. They've heard All You Need Is Love several billion times to get the message that cats, fishies, and guinea pigs CAN live in peace an love.The End.
Or Is It?
*ominous music*
