Kirsty Rox Wilde

I love you like lemon sorbet. . .

December 17, 2009 - Posted by kirsty - Comments Off

Hello , I love you. . .

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Lame love for the tomface. . . ice cream date?

<3

(i need my laptop….. google images is just not working for me, the next lemon sorbet picture you see will be me eating it )

The Best of the Mighty Boosh

October 29, 2009 - Posted by kirsty - 2 Comments

Come with us now on a journey through time and space… to the world of. . .

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Howard: Hey, remember the time we had that soup?
Vince: Hahaha, that was brilliant!
Together: Soup! Soup! A tasty soup! Soup! A spicy carrot and coriander!
Vince: Chilli Chowder!
Together: Crouton! Crouton! Crunchy cubes in a liquid broth! I am gaspachio oh! I am a summer soup mmm! Miso! Miso! Fighting in the dojo. Miso! Miso! Oriental friends in the land of soup!

“….and all the wolves were found upside-down in a box!”

The Moon: Shootin’ star. Look at you. Shootin’ star. You’re a beautiful ball of light. Shootin’ star. Get out the way! You’re all in my per-per-perifernal vision! You’re all over the place like a bluebottle!………. I’m the moon.

“Get with the bracken, move with the moss, lie down with the lichen”

Boosh Boosh – stronger than a moose
Don’t lock your door or we’ll come through your roof – top
Stop look around take your mind off the floor
Because the Boosh is loose and we’re a little bit raw!

“Vince: your moves are like being caressed by natural yoghurt…”

Howard: “Why would she ring for me, she think’s i’m an idiot.”
Vince: “Come on Howard, there’s plenty of reasons she might not ring for you. I mean, maybe she’s trapped in a cabinet?”

Vince: “I can’t believe Bainbridge is selling the zoo!”
Naboo: “He’s a ball bag.”
Vince: “What are you gonna do? You’ll probably by alright won’t you – you’re a shaman – it’s a pretty specialist job.”
Naboo: “I might transform myself into a mighty hawk.”
Vince: “Into a what?”
Naboo: “Mighty Hawk.”
Vince:”Wow.”
Naboo: “Either that or work in Dixons – I haven’t decided.”

Spirit of Jazz: “damn! why didn’t you tell me my hat was on fire?”

Howard: “i thought it was your look.”

“i don’t know if you’ve ever seen a grown man ride a porpoise, but it’s quite an exciting site for a young lady to see.”

When you are the moon the best form you can be is the full moon

then the half moon he’s all right but the full moon is the famous moon

but the three quarters nobody gives a shit about him when does he come?

2 days into the calendar month

he’s useless

The full moon.

The moon.

The main moon

“Its impossible to be unhappy in a poncho”

Dont mock my Mocha

fisherman: “legendary fish, some say he’s 1/2 man 1/2 fish others say its a 70/30 split whatever the percentage he’s one fishy bastard.”

Banoo: I came as fast as I could. I heard there was trouble in the woods
King:Have you ever thought of investing in a watch?
Banoo:What time is it?
King:It’s four ‘o’ clock!
Banoo:Shit gotta pick up the kids!
King:What a berk.

vince: how old are you

bolo: real age or press age?

vince: real age

bolo: 43…but because i am DJ i say 25

what are you a kit? do i have to assemble this kinder egg and take it with me

“you know nothing of the crunch”

Howard: imagine the headlines. Howard Moon, colon, explorer. it’s got a ring to it

Vince: Howard Moon Colon Explorer?!?! I think that’s got the wrong ring to it.

vince: hey, im dark

howard: you’re candyfloss.

vince: im made of blackjacks

howard: you’re fruit salad vince, we all know that

“i call this baileys, i call this baileys a bit bigger, i call this as close to baileys as you can get without your eyes gettin wet.”

Howard: The wind is my only friend

Wind: I hate u!

Howard: Shut up wind!

…and some say Old Gregg is like a fishfinger, but big like…the size of a garage! imagine that!

Bainbridge: Just do what we did last time. Fossil: What, ride in a pickup and beat up midgets?

“look at you, look at your feather-cut, the fact that the little jeans, the bony face, ok, transport you back to the nineteen forties, you’d be immediately imprisoned for being a witch.”

“announcement, would everyone please keep away from the muscrat cage, he’s completely naked, i don’t want anyone seeing his raw hiney. and will the russian family please stop using the spiders as eye-patches.”

vince: “do you want a space cruncher?”

howard: “what are they?”

vince: “they’re, er, crisps, but they’ve sort of got a cherry milk chocolate on them”

howard: “no”

vince: “do you want some saturn juice?”

“saturn juice?”

“it’s the juice made from the many rings of saturn”

Howard: you may not feel anything now but in a few days you’ll go to the shops, buy a hat, it wont suit you

Vince: all hats suit me my hair is practically a hat


	you can’t just turn gay !! it’s not like buying a ladder

	“Some people say if you look at the moon for to long then you go mad i think that is quite true because you no patrick moore he’d been looking at me through a telescope for years and years and yesterday i saw him do a shit on a salad” Howard:hello neval Vince:hi howard; hows the wife? vince:not to good got a bit of huuuu howard:o i see well thats a nice jacket you have got there but it could be improved with the use of a elbow patch we have all the colours from deep angery beige right out there to an aggresive nutmegg vince:well i could preety much pick these up from any shop on the high street howard: behold the comilon patch vince; i cant see it Howard: its right here , you just pop em on your elbows and they start to blend in vince: how long does it take? howard: anything up to 2 hours Vince: then your elbows become the same colour as your surroundings? Howard: yeah vince: and the benifit of that is? howard: this is not the patch for you, behold the survival patch! vince: i’m intreaged Howard: think about the situation, it cold and dark you’re lost, you only have your coat vince: what colour howard: its… brown Vince: i dont think so howard: purple with a dimonte trim vince: okay Howard:Right so its cold its dark your lost Vince; i’ve never really left Shoredich howard: you come out of here turn left instead right you come to that car park Vince: o yeah its horrible down there well crimewatch howard: so what would you do? vince: i’d probably go to leroys he lives just opposite howard: leroys out Vince: weres he gone? howard: hes gone sking vince: why didnt he ask me maybe i would of liked to have gone sking? howard: he wanted to go on his own vince: who goes sking on there own? howard:he went on his own cause he’s a spy vince:he’s not a spy, he works down the copy center howard:thats a front for his spying vince; this is outrageous i’m gonna call him howard: thats not the point you’re not my target audience! vince: then who is. . . grasshoppers??
	when you are the moon, there is a person people say is the sun. i saw the sun once, and he came past me, really fast. And it was an, it was called, the, an eclipse. and he came fast! But as he came past, i, i licked his back. . . and he doesn’t know i licked his back! all in his yellow suit!… i’m the moon.

	“I can’t help it, I’ve got a weak bladder! You ARE a bladder!” “When you are the moon, you pretty much split people down the middle. Some people go, aawww, look at the moon, he’s all gentle with his nice white face, hangin’ in the sky. He’s nice. And the other half go, ohh, he’s a vanilla rapist, get him away from my kids.” “easy now, fuzzy little peach man” “ill come at you like a wet flannel” “did you like that boy? cockney urine all up in your face” Howard: The mixture. The cerebral musicality of Jazz mixed with the visceral groove of funk. Vince: Funk? Howard: Imagine that. Vince: Funk? Howard: What a combo. Vince: Jazz’ deformed cousin!
	Ol’ Gregg : Ever drank baileys from a shoe? Wana come to a club where people wee on eachother?
	Vince: howard howard howard. Howard: This better be good. Vince: you know the black bits in bananas, are they taranchala eggs?
	Vince: you should have seen Howard, he was improvising like a motherbitch! Old Gregg: How come this hooks in my head fool? Howard: Its nothing to do with me! Old Gregg: Its attached to your rod, motherlicker!

~Perfect Sonnet~

October 29, 2009 - Posted by kirsty - Comments Off

A friend of mine emailed this to me a while ago, I think its such a beautiful song and had to share it!

Perfect Sonnet (Bright Eyes)

Lately I’ve been wishing I had one desire.

Something that would make me never want another

Something that would make it so that nothing matters

All would be clear then

But I guess I’ll have to settle for a few brief moments

And watch all dissolve into a single second

And try to write it down into a perfect sonnet

Or a foolish line

Because that’s all you’ll get so you’ll have to accept

You are here and then you’re gone

But I believe that lovers should be tied together and thrown into the ocean

In the worst of weather and left there to drown

Left there to drown

But as for me I’m coming to the final chapter

I read all of the pages and there is still no answer

Only all that was before I know must soon come after

That is the only way it can be

So I stand in the sun

And breathe with my lungs

Try to spare myself the weight of the truth

Saying everything you have ever seen was just a mirror

And you’ve spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever

And now you are laying in a bathroom full of freezing water

Wishing you were a ghost

But once you knew a girl and you named her lover

And danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer

But Autumn came, she disappeared

You don’t remember where she said she was going to

But you know that she is gone because she left you a song

That you don’t want to sing

We’re singing I believe that lovers should be chained together

And thrown into a fire with their songs and letters

And left there to burn in their arrogance

But as for me I’m coming to my final failure

I’ve killed myself with changes trying to make it better

But I still ended up becoming something other than what I planned to be

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers

And laid entwined together on a bed of clover

And left there to sleep

Left there to dream of their happiness!

edaen

Love <3

October 27, 2009 - Posted by kirsty - Comments Off

10 Things I Really Love

1. Old brick, cobblestone and Victorian buildings

2. Greenside in Autumn

3. Walking through forests
4. Sewing vintage garments

5. Drawing- pen to paper
6. Thunderstorms
7. Secret Gardens
8. The feeling of skin on skin

9. Grand old movie/opera theaters with red velvet curtains
10. Bookstore browsing and the smell of old books

Twilight Shmilight

September 28, 2009 - Posted by kirsty - Comments Off

Okay so when I first heard about twilight and the storyline, I was not interested!Vampires? Really? How is this going to be original?

So basically I just didnt give it the time of day, then when I heard that nearly every girl in the world was going mad for Robert Pattison, “Cedric Diggory” as I know him , I knew that I really didnt want to watch it, the thought of the whole world sharing the same feeling I am by watching the most popular movie at the moment just sucks, it doesnt feel personal anymore, I almost went anti-twilight! This is probably not making sense to anyone!

Last week I decided to give Twilight a chance and to see what all the fuss was about, and wow, I understand now!As much as I hate any form of mainstream movie that becomes the new “craze”, this movie was personal I guess. I think for a second I was wishing I was Bella and I was so drawn in by Edward that I got all lame and giggly, whether it brainwashes people with all the romance or is just a damn good movie Im not sure! I have officially found a new book to buy!

Call me a girlpants if you like, I think its great!