The Temple of Bague Wasting bandwidth since 1997 - Now in our 27th wasteful year!
Ramblings, Writing / 20 April 2009 / John / 0
And the waves lap gently at the sand, pushing it up and pulling it back, undecided on whether they should stay or go but nevertheless forced into constant motion by the irresistible pull of the moon. Chrissy sits and waits on the shoreline for the dashing young man who must surely happen by soon. But
Writing / 16 April 2009 / John / 0
The Book of Fail Being an account of the End of Days Chapter 1 1. And it came to pass that The Great Orange Stupid looked upon the face of The Company and was displeased. 2. He spoke unto the sky and unto the firmament and unto all living things saying “Where is there an
Lunchtime Tales / 8 April 2009 / John / 1
The pigeon emitted a ghastly shriek as it spun out of the sky and strafed the pavement by my feet. I leapt nimbly to the side and kicked out with one foot, sending the hideous creature hurtling headlong into a nearby bush. “Aha! Take that!” I cried, dancing the happy dance and celebrating my triumphant
Lunchtime Tales / 8 April 2009 / John / 0
It was early in the evening when the leathery little chap in the crepe paper suit first approached me as I was walking through the park. He did not do so directly, but instead walked past on my right hand side, circled around behind me, and then sidled around to my left. He gave me