Voodoo is a load of nonsense.
Laugh, I should coco.
Labels: Reiki mumbo jumbo frauds
posted by fatmammycat at 11:35 a.m.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
About Me
- Name: fatmammycat
- Location: Ireland
I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion. I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times. Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate. I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.
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- The universe is fucking me.
- A sunday observation or two.
- Motivation for Fatcats and possibly Fatcat chumlies!
- A less than Happy ginger day.
- Unsexy, Unkind, Uncalled for.
- A Big Fat Double Standard.
- No Shit Sherlock.
- Eat drink and be merry, for tomorrow you die.
- Motivation for Fatcats and possibly Fatcat Chumlies.
14 Comments:
waiter karma works though.......just test me......hehehehe
Not only that FMC - did you know that the leaflets asking you to leave all manner of cloths [sic] outside in a bright yellow plastic bag for charitable collection, may not in fact originate from charities at all?
Imagine how far my jaw dropped when I saw this unbelievable expose (Not the Lorraine Keane kind) on the front page of a reputable Sunday paper?
Wouldn't dare manuel.
Where are they coming from BA?
Apparently, people who plan to use them for commercial gain FMC.
O that is beautiful! I wonder how many people will now start worshipping this Sanal Edamaruku guy now though.
Some people will cast around for a God like they're fishing. Some people would believe in Cod.
Sorry.
I particularly liked when the 'voodoo' dude accused him of having a more powerful spirit watching over him. Win Win eh? Except for the other chaps admission of atheism. Oh I do love shit like this.
The voodoo guy must have been so flustered when the guy refused to die. I'm guessing he didn't take it as a learning moment.
He was clearly under a spell of protection and had placed mustard in his underpants before meeting the tantrik, a well known way to ward off black magic...
Well that's why I put mustard in my underpants every morning.
Doesn't everyone?
MUSTARD? I thought it was capers!
I've been doing it wrong for years!
Putting capers in your underpants brings on attacks of the heebie-jeebies. Everyone knows that.
I wonder what 'Die,motherfucker,die' is in Hindi.
LK, did you see where he had to be TOLD to keep his hands off him? Snarf.
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