<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718</id><updated>2011-09-21T19:30:29.752+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Twi-sted Edbrella</title><subtitle type='html'>Three thirty-something women and one hyper-verbal Nibbles, inappropriately obsessed with Twilight, blog about Twilight related crap.  Yep, that about sums it up.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>287</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-2381427626830403602</id><published>2011-07-30T12:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:01:40.491+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New CFF Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That's right people, we've set up a brand new blog purely dedicated to Community Fan Fic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Walk this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.communityfanfic.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Community Fan Fic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-2381427626830403602?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/2381427626830403602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=2381427626830403602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/2381427626830403602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/2381427626830403602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2011/07/brand-new-cff-blog.html' title='Brand New CFF Blog!'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6940363008541956167</id><published>2011-07-27T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T21:00:03.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Locker Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaZM1c4q3xA/Ti_YYR6OlzI/AAAAAAAABmg/tcbzy48Hc80/s1600/Round1-1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaZM1c4q3xA/Ti_YYR6OlzI/AAAAAAAABmg/tcbzy48Hc80/s320/Round1-1a.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, it's the Wease here.&amp;nbsp; Welcome to The Locker Room&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(Note from Stan ~ I wondered what that smell was...)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Edition of Community Fan Fiction. We've dusted off our "dirty thinking caps" because today we will be hosting a "Lisa-fied" version of CFF, which, of course, means ALL SLASH - ALL THE TIME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? Community Fan Fiction?" You say. "It's not Thursday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not, but today is 17ForeverLisa's birthday, and we've officially declared the day to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Man-Love Wednesday!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxiKhBWM_eo/Ti_4K8WqMoI/AAAAAAAABms/qDR8TeN90Qo/s1600/Jazzward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxiKhBWM_eo/Ti_4K8WqMoI/AAAAAAAABms/qDR8TeN90Qo/s400/Jazzward.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know how much Lisa enjoys reading a good slash fic...so pull on your jock straps, girls, and grab yourself *snicker* a "dirty thinking cap" and let's write some lemony goodness of the male variety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP_bmvoRapI/Ti_4N_laFoI/AAAAAAAABmw/85CYlff_kcw/s1600/jazzward1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP_bmvoRapI/Ti_4N_laFoI/AAAAAAAABmw/85CYlff_kcw/s320/jazzward1.jpg" t$="true" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, if you're new to CFF, this is how it works.&amp;nbsp; We'll start you off with an opener, then everyone joins in to add whatever they like; a sentence, a paragraph - it's all good, but fill it with plenty of man-lovin' goodness in honour of Lisa's birthday!&amp;nbsp; Oh!&amp;nbsp; And keep coming back and joining in, it's definitely not a 'one-turn only' experience, the more the merrier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one rule in CFF, and we learnt this one from experience:&amp;nbsp;leave a comment to say you're taking a turn before going to write your contribution, otherwise it can end up with multiple simultaneous postings and we lose our flow ;o).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ap--G4nuec/Ti_aU3wfk9I/AAAAAAAABmk/2wHazUoDyDk/s1600/226693567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ap--G4nuec/Ti_aU3wfk9I/AAAAAAAABmk/2wHazUoDyDk/s320/226693567.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Le Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you haven't visited the other blogs involved in the celebrations, here's a full list - for clicking on while you wait between turns here of course ;o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Batter Up &lt;a href="http://www.rathgasm101.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.rathgasm101.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Pitch &lt;a href="http://www.thecoldshower.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.thecoldshower.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeRun &lt;a href="http://www.dangrdafne.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.dangrdafne.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Base &lt;a href="http://www.robmusement.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.robmusement.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Base &lt;a href="http://www.twilightjunkiesanonymous.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.twilightjunkiesanonymous.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortstop &lt;a href="http://www.pattinsonpost.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://www.pattinsonpost.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Base &lt;a href="http://www.sotwired.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.sotwired.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Plate &lt;a href="http://www.twibite.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.twibite.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Innings w/Grand Slam &lt;a href="http://www.tonguetwied.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.tonguetwied.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dugout &lt;a href="http://www.twikiwi.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.twikiwi.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th Inning Stretch &lt;a href="http://www.robzsinger.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.robzsinger.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beer Vendor &lt;a href="http://www.musingbella.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.musingbella.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Outfield &lt;a href="http://www.moondancewithrob.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.moondancewithrob.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derelicts Underneath the Bleachers &lt;a href="http://www.twitarded.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.twitarded.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Press Box &lt;a href="http://www.mamacougar.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.mamacougar.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Locker Room &lt;a href="http://www.edbrella.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.edbrella.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;lt;--- You are here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Training &lt;a href="http://www.starlitviolets.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.starlitviolets.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4jFv0RNL6c/Ti_4QKOwdII/AAAAAAAABm0/XiEl3Uve4Tw/s1600/jazzward2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4jFv0RNL6c/Ti_4QKOwdII/AAAAAAAABm0/XiEl3Uve4Tw/s400/jazzward2.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, Hobags, here we go!&amp;nbsp; Let's make this slashtastically epic!&amp;nbsp; (Intro by &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2144168/beckybrit"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Locker Room&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“Come on, Edward.” I think you can go get changed and join the rest of the team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“Thanks coach.” I gingerly got up, not wanting another dizzy spell to park me back on my ass. As I straightened up, I was a little unsteady but nothing major. Getting a baseball to the head is a real bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked slowly back to the locker room, smiling as I thought about how we'd just annihilated the other team. My pitching had been on fire, they just couldn't handle me today. Well, all but one of them anyway; Jasper Whitlock. He'd managed to hit a home run, the only one his team managed all game. I was almost certain it was because he'd distracted me when he stepped up to the plate. When he did his practice swings, I couldn't take my eyes off his muscles as they rippled under his tight uniform. His thighs were firm as they held him in position. What I wouldn't give to have them hold me in position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rounded the corner and stopped in my tracks. There, standing outside the guest team's changing room, was none other than Jasper Whitlock, in all his tight-assed glory. His eyes, roamed the length of my body, lingering over my crotch, before coming up to rest on my face. Fuck, he'd just been checking me out. I wondered if he was interested in playing another game with me and walked over to stand in front of him, holding out my hand for him to shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“"Hi, I'm Edward. I bat for the other team."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, techinically I &lt;em&gt;pitched&lt;/em&gt;, but I hoped he'd get my meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;And.....GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAomB7aQNig/Ti_jV8j-aqI/AAAAAAAABmo/Jpo4wSMg6IU/s1600/LisaJerzee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAomB7aQNig/Ti_jV8j-aqI/AAAAAAAABmo/Jpo4wSMg6IU/s1600/LisaJerzee.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6940363008541956167?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6940363008541956167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6940363008541956167&amp;isPopup=true' title='83 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6940363008541956167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6940363008541956167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2011/07/locker-room.html' title='The Locker Room'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaZM1c4q3xA/Ti_YYR6OlzI/AAAAAAAABmg/tcbzy48Hc80/s72-c/Round1-1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>83</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6656603933863734936</id><published>2011-03-04T17:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:05:36.072Z</updated><title type='text'>Might as well finish the week with a Friday Fun Five!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You know, while we've got the place opened and airing, we might as well take advantage, don'tcha think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9bpPjgnIrow/TXCRsA8opvI/AAAAAAAABmA/QvSYNlvhTl8/s1600/thumbs.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9bpPjgnIrow/TXCRsA8opvI/AAAAAAAABmA/QvSYNlvhTl8/s400/thumbs.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Excellent idea, Stanley!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So here are five of my lovely questions to keep you busy for a while.&amp;nbsp; Remember, answers in the comments section and I'll choose a winner when we're all done - if&amp;nbsp;I remember, my brain is pretty shoddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okies, here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;1. If you were to run away and join the circus a la Water For Elephants, what would your contribution to the production be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dIheAoVKOgk/TXCStNbYwsI/AAAAAAAABmE/-HJJGZwGF1o/s1600/197471822.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dIheAoVKOgk/TXCStNbYwsI/AAAAAAAABmE/-HJJGZwGF1o/s400/197471822.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"What &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;that ho doing over there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;2. You're strolling through Manhattan (as&amp;nbsp;we all do from time to time) when the door of a limo stuck in traffic flies open and somebody drags you inside.&amp;nbsp; Who is it and what happens next? ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="60" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-J2Q3alDSEs4/TXCVN20OcgI/AAAAAAAABmI/Ab8K-6iqBHQ/s400/cosmopolis_desktop3.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 440px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 378px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-J2Q3alDSEs4/TXCVN20OcgI/AAAAAAAABmI/Ab8K-6iqBHQ/s1600/cosmopolis_desktop3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-J2Q3alDSEs4/TXCVN20OcgI/AAAAAAAABmI/Ab8K-6iqBHQ/s400/cosmopolis_desktop3.jpg" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;﻿3. If you suddenly found yourself with money to burn, would you continue your life the same way i.e. marriage, job, homelife, etc, or would you change aspects of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9rdd2u4Tn_8/TXEY_D-JFoI/AAAAAAAABmM/1Ra4UIV7hj8/s1600/beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9rdd2u4Tn_8/TXEY_D-JFoI/AAAAAAAABmM/1Ra4UIV7hj8/s400/beach.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Beach holidays perhaps???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; You are visited by an angel.&amp;nbsp; You are on a crossroads, one way means you can help many people and change the world for the better but you would be poor and struggling - although surrounded by loved ones.&amp;nbsp; The other way means you get to live the high life with money, sex with beautiful people and mixing with the rich and famous but are racked with guilt, loneliness and will die alone.&amp;nbsp; Which way do you take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KxsIPUvYnEk/TXEaTNaRqFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/G5WfifaRwbw/s1600/00aa+255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KxsIPUvYnEk/TXEaTNaRqFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/G5WfifaRwbw/s400/00aa+255.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Forget the crossroads, I'll take the angel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; What's in the bag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Mhy0ysQuKnw/TXEbyfmXSUI/AAAAAAAABmc/_x8ZKtyWN7c/s1600/bag.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Mhy0ysQuKnw/TXEbyfmXSUI/AAAAAAAABmc/_x8ZKtyWN7c/s400/bag.bmp" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Stan xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6656603933863734936?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6656603933863734936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6656603933863734936&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6656603933863734936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6656603933863734936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2011/03/might-as-well-finish-week-with-friday.html' title='Might as well finish the week with a Friday Fun Five!'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9bpPjgnIrow/TXCRsA8opvI/AAAAAAAABmA/QvSYNlvhTl8/s72-c/thumbs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-126828914250204426</id><published>2011-03-03T10:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:10:22.116Z</updated><title type='text'>Now Dusting off Community FanFic Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-s82-VQRoZ1w/TW9GAFIzw8I/AAAAAAAABl0/FEWE_EDL3v0/s1600/stewart-pattinson-embrace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-s82-VQRoZ1w/TW9GAFIzw8I/AAAAAAAABl0/FEWE_EDL3v0/s400/stewart-pattinson-embrace.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, when TwiWeasel was the first one of us to post on here this year and you started to comment, it felt a little like that picture up there.&amp;nbsp; You know, the one you're probably still looking at now instead of reading this *taps fingers impatiently waiting for everyone to catch up*.&amp;nbsp; Ok, are you done deciding whether you'd rather be the Stew or the man kneeling behind Rob with a bird's eye view of his arse and his hands on his naked skin?&amp;nbsp; Good, let's move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been a while, but seeing as a few of you helped TwiWeasel blow some of the cobwebs away yesterday I thought we might as well lift the old Community FanFic tomes down from the shelf and see if we can write another chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AyoQH7XOvqY/TW9IcZ_YBII/AAAAAAAABl4/sUVbtR1LvDg/s1600/pen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AyoQH7XOvqY/TW9IcZ_YBII/AAAAAAAABl4/sUVbtR1LvDg/s400/pen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I'm ready, Stan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;OK then, here we go!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Edward pushed on the door, pausing for a moment when it didn't give at all before shoving it forcefully.&amp;nbsp; It opened suddenly and he fell into the dark hallway, choking slightly on the cloud of dust that had billowed up as he hit the floor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; As his coughing subsided, he got to his feet and took a good look around.&amp;nbsp; His heart grew heavy at the sight that met his eyes.&amp;nbsp; The building that had once been so full of life and laughter - most of it dirty - now stood&amp;nbsp;neglected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hearing a sudden sound from the kitchen, he moved along the hallway and nudged the door open.&amp;nbsp; An unexpected sight met his eyes - Jasper!&amp;nbsp; And he was naked, a fluffy white rooster under his arm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Jas!" gasped Edward, his eyes roaming over his former friend and fuck-buddy's lean. yet muscled body.&amp;nbsp; "Man, that's some magnificent Silkie cock you have there.&amp;nbsp; Can I stroke it?" he asked, his attention caught by the rooster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; "All this time Edward, and&amp;nbsp;the first thing you're&amp;nbsp;asking for a feel of my cock?"&amp;nbsp; Jasper was shocked at his friend's reaction....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;So - who's next?&amp;nbsp; Remember to post to say if you're going next so we don't have multiples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xCC_u2GpILI/TW9njL-FpyI/AAAAAAAABl8/O8y4Fgh3Jro/s1600/Jackson-Rathbone-Jasper-Hale-shirtless-jackson-rathbone-and-ashley-greene-9932770-560-369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xCC_u2GpILI/TW9njL-FpyI/AAAAAAAABl8/O8y4Fgh3Jro/s400/Jackson-Rathbone-Jasper-Hale-shirtless-jackson-rathbone-and-ashley-greene-9932770-560-369.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;﻿"Hey, Stan, can I put my pants back on now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Not yet, we haven't finished with you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hate impatient men *tut*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-126828914250204426?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/126828914250204426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=126828914250204426&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/126828914250204426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/126828914250204426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2011/03/now-dusting-off-community-fanfic.html' title='Now Dusting off Community FanFic Thursday!'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-s82-VQRoZ1w/TW9GAFIzw8I/AAAAAAAABl0/FEWE_EDL3v0/s72-c/stewart-pattinson-embrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-1768554147506761941</id><published>2011-03-02T19:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-02T19:05:03.178Z</updated><title type='text'>Hello? Anybody Here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Holy Crap!! Edbrella Towers is a fucking mess! There's cobwebs and dust all over the place! Damn! Of course, it's not like anyone's been here for months, so it makes sense. Let me apologize for the long absence...Life got busy! Between all of us here, we have like 50 kids (Ka-Ching!!) not to mention that we do actually have real lives! Cut us some slack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, I'm done making excuses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see what's up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, for starters, Chimpsten is finally back home after a long visit to the States!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TNoIRi82uxY/TW6QprzCbfI/AAAAAAAABls/afk-EF9J9tg/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TNoIRi82uxY/TW6QprzCbfI/AAAAAAAABls/afk-EF9J9tg/s400/010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back, Whore! We missed ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't necessarily answer for the others, but I've been doing &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; of reading lately. Not so much that the kids aren't getting fed regularly, but enough that they may have to go ahead and wear that ratty pair of underwear, waaaaaaay in the back of the drawer, because that's the &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;clean pair they can find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna know what I'm reading? Of course you do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elusively Yours &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5942709"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5942709&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(Note from Stan ~ *coughing through the dust*&amp;nbsp; Excellent choice, ho!&amp;nbsp; I'm so close to 600 reviews too *bats eyelashes at prospective reader/reviewers*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dark Wolves and Vampire Delights &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6413373"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6413373&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(Another excellent choice, jeez, you'll be recc'ing Jasper fics next to excite us all!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All 17 entries of the Dirty Talking Jasper Contest &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2651284/dirtytalkingjasper"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2651284/dirtytalkingjasper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(Like I said...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That should be enough to tide you over. For a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Erm...an Edbrella post with no pic of Rob?&amp;nbsp; I don't think so Wease!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-n3ao-95PcHM/TW6R64DmPdI/AAAAAAAABlw/2i0LRFhJx3c/s1600/00aa+1730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-n3ao-95PcHM/TW6R64DmPdI/AAAAAAAABlw/2i0LRFhJx3c/s400/00aa+1730.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-1768554147506761941?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/1768554147506761941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=1768554147506761941&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1768554147506761941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1768554147506761941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-anybody-here.html' title='Hello? Anybody Here?'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TNoIRi82uxY/TW6QprzCbfI/AAAAAAAABls/afk-EF9J9tg/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-8911027315097234</id><published>2010-12-23T17:39:00.016Z</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:29:23.224Z</updated><title type='text'>Its the Festive Friday Fun Five Ho Ho Ho's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow, well hey, hello, how are you? It's a little dusty in here...someone's not been keeping up with the housekeeping! I'm saying nothing...I hate dusting...only when you can write in it do I deign to get the polish and a cloth out...or if I have visitors then I go mental. If they're good friends or family...meh! They're used to it...but I digress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553948556435960466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROWyTcospI/AAAAAAAABgA/s9FypeorPl0/s400/imagesCAPLBGXO.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here I am, newly dusted off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oooo it's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Festive Friday Fun Five...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553949021467172082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROXNX0t3PI/AAAAAAAABgI/XvweyUHeRp0/s400/Ad-Demo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ooooo can we go there on Fridays please?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um so it's been a while...there's been a few up and downs, goings on and a general malaise amongst us to do with blogging. It's not that we don't love Rob or the others, we do but...life goes on and some of us have been writing or baking or just being really, really busy at work. We're all looking forward to BD part 1 and we can't wait for WFE but somehow we've all kinda shifted a little. Not exactly moved on but sorta side stepped a wee bit, a kind of hiatus if you like. But I'm sure we will pop up from time to time and post something so please...keep your alerts on, check back, poke us on FB to see what's happening....so to the questions...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553949829316237202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROX8ZS8V5I/AAAAAAAABgQ/0scOZ967cK8/s400/062707_Wee_Closeup.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sigh, we've just been a little down or busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1) What is the worst Christmas present you have ever received?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553950452766583490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROYgr1FqsI/AAAAAAAABgY/jwJZkjojkgM/s400/972421-holts-de-icer-aerosol-can-600ml.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep this is officially the worst gift I EVER got...thanks Uncle Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2) What do you usually do on Christmas Day? Do you have a family traditions you carry out and if so what are they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROZwN_nXPI/AAAAAAAABgg/-4jjp9SG9uk/s1600/cactus+head.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553951819147205874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROZwN_nXPI/AAAAAAAABgg/-4jjp9SG9uk/s400/cactus%2Bhead.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all liked to gather round and stick cactii on our heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3) What would make your perfect Christmas? Go wild, it doesn't have to be real and there are noooooo recriminations!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROfEljeMlI/AAAAAAAABgw/i8KUXn3urGI/s1600/santarob.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553957666627138130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROfEljeMlI/AAAAAAAABgw/i8KUXn3urGI/s400/santarob.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well he would make it pretty perfect hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROfEgZ23SI/AAAAAAAABgo/hV1BcWQQ91U/s1600/snowrob.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553957665244634402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROfEgZ23SI/AAAAAAAABgo/hV1BcWQQ91U/s400/snowrob.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could really use him about now, bloody snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4) Ok you have received a truly hideous gift from your Twilight/True Blood love God, you really cannot stand this present, do you (a) regift it and hope they never find out, even though you all hang with the same people or (b) hide it and just drag it out whenever they're around?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553961911558157586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROi7rJ5NRI/AAAAAAAABhA/oebMjZ40gU8/s400/girl-unhappy-with-present-de.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't look happy do I? What did he get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553959594227302098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROg0ybKftI/AAAAAAAABg4/mMG5d9GM_A0/s400/pinkspandexericchristmas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a cartoonized self portrait Xmas card of him &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(I'd much rather see a photograph of Eric in pink spandex...sigh, that would be something to treasure lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5) How do you use up those Christmas leftovers? LOL well I wonder about these things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROkc8JF9iI/AAAAAAAABhI/vsdVlz6hOdE/s1600/leftovers.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553963582565512738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROkc8JF9iI/AAAAAAAABhI/vsdVlz6hOdE/s400/leftovers.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Give em to this guy obviously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6) Do you have any New Years Resolutions? What are they and do you think you can do it? Or if you'd rather not say they're resolutions, have you decided to have a go at something or change something in 2011?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553963956214999650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROkysGEqmI/AAAAAAAABhQ/C5sFCaHSZuM/s400/calvin-hobbes-new-years-resolutions.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I love Calvin &amp;amp; Hobbs and this goes for all of you, I love you all the way you are, you're perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well that's it...if you'd like the FFF to continue then I won't say it will be every week but I don't mind doing the odd one and I'll email whoever wins and get them to send me the questions if I can get hold of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Couple of housekeeping things....Take care over the holidays, no drinking and driving..you know what they say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROlZfzxofI/AAAAAAAABhY/vuuZp9gpipY/s1600/true_blood_ver3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553964622931927538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROlZfzxofI/AAAAAAAABhY/vuuZp9gpipY/s400/true_blood_ver3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas you lovely ho bags, have a fantastic time and a Happy New Year to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-8911027315097234?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/8911027315097234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=8911027315097234&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8911027315097234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8911027315097234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-festive-friday-fun-five-ho-ho-hos.html' title='Its the Festive Friday Fun Five Ho Ho Ho&apos;s'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TROWyTcospI/AAAAAAAABgA/s9FypeorPl0/s72-c/imagesCAPLBGXO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6211422396464658288</id><published>2010-11-19T08:17:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-11-19T08:26:50.679Z</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five is back...</title><content type='html'>and so am I. They keep leaving the door open. Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're starting with a clean slate this week. I know you know the rules, but just in case there are some newbies, this is how it works. There will be five random questions, and you will type your answers&amp;nbsp;in the Comments. Don't be shy. Yes, that's a house rule ;) Early next week, someone will be chosen as the winner. That person&amp;nbsp;will pick out the questions for the next FFF and email them to Stan or Nibbles. Easy, right? Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for shits and giggles, I'm going to put a little spin on it today. Cue the music, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="287" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c53P0D4N9n4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c53P0D4N9n4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ladies, let's meet our lucky bachelor...Robert Pattinson!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*claps, cheers, whistles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYekyFPYrI/AAAAAAAABlA/M9sDMGZzYn8/s1600/TR-SAEI-059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYekyFPYrI/AAAAAAAABlA/M9sDMGZzYn8/s400/TR-SAEI-059.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Rob, behind this computer screen are three &lt;strike&gt;crazy h00rs&lt;/strike&gt; lovely ladies who&amp;nbsp;want to&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;hump&lt;/strike&gt; date you. You will get to ask five questions and then pick one of them to take &lt;strike&gt;home to meet Kristen&lt;/strike&gt; on a date. Ready with your questions, Rob?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*nervous laugh*&lt;br /&gt;"I think so, Lisa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*grabs his &lt;strike&gt;ass&lt;/strike&gt; shoulder and gives it a squeeze* &lt;br /&gt;"Never think, Rob. It will only make you more nervous."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Bachelorette #1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What was your first pet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;and what is/was its name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYtzUsnfOI/AAAAAAAABlY/h7jLtUG2GgA/s1600/dog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYtzUsnfOI/AAAAAAAABlY/h7jLtUG2GgA/s1600/dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Bachelorette #3. I love the quote&amp;nbsp;used in Remember Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(and Lisa thinks I look really hot in a white linen shirt). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What is one of your favorite quotes from a movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYerzk-LpI/AAAAAAAABlM/utiyXrwlSD4/s1600/Fave+Quote.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYerzk-LpI/AAAAAAAABlM/utiyXrwlSD4/s400/Fave+Quote.png" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bachelorette #2. Who would you like to see as my next co-star?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(Sorry! Lisa says it can't be you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYt3nqaqGI/AAAAAAAABlc/scBxvRjWR_0/s1600/Kate+Beckinsale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYt3nqaqGI/AAAAAAAABlc/scBxvRjWR_0/s320/Kate+Beckinsale.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate Beckinsale&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bachelorette #1. I hear Jumping Rob is quite a hit. *blushes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What&amp;nbsp;situation&amp;nbsp;would you put him in that you haven't seen already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYe0BizFdI/AAAAAAAABlU/osMaJdxR0Ic/s1600/Jumping+Rob+x3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYe0BizFdI/AAAAAAAABlU/osMaJdxR0Ic/s400/Jumping+Rob+x3.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bachelorette #2. Does size really matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYeu7egSfI/AAAAAAAABlQ/6qYXH9IoQi0/s1600/Great+Peen+Debate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYeu7egSfI/AAAAAAAABlQ/6qYXH9IoQi0/s400/Great+Peen+Debate.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Time's up, Rob. We're going to go to commercial, and when we come back, you'll tell us who the lucky &lt;strike&gt;bitch&lt;/strike&gt; winner is."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for tuning in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://17foreverlisa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;17foreverlisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6211422396464658288?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6211422396464658288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6211422396464658288&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6211422396464658288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6211422396464658288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/11/friday-fun-five-is-back.html' title='Friday Fun Five is back...'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOYekyFPYrI/AAAAAAAABlA/M9sDMGZzYn8/s72-c/TR-SAEI-059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5798281662514251481</id><published>2010-11-17T23:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-18T12:05:01.684Z</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Community Fanfic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TORc-b4UViI/AAAAAAAABk0/UVnGLrGTX3c/s1600/37102851.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TORc-b4UViI/AAAAAAAABk0/UVnGLrGTX3c/s400/37102851.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"That's right ladies, the nob on the Rob is so big, that this is the only way I can stand comfortably."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;Heeeeey!&amp;nbsp; It's been a while, but since you were all good enough to come and ogle Rob's Nob with us, courtesy of TwiWeasel, I thought it might be nice to get the old Thursday CFF out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and join in, don't be shy!&amp;nbsp; Hmm, this possibly warrants an ode of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a gaggle of ho's&lt;br /&gt;Who liked to practice their prose&lt;br /&gt;They start off quite clean&lt;br /&gt;But get more obscene&lt;br /&gt;The longer the story goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have a special request for a spot of slash this week from our lovely Becky, author of &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6413373/1/Dark_Wolves_and_Vampire_Delights"&gt;Dark Wolves &amp;amp; Vampire Delights&lt;/a&gt;, go and read &amp;amp; review, it's fab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TORfG2nQRYI/AAAAAAAABk4/VhDDwfjIm4w/s1600/ny38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TORfG2nQRYI/AAAAAAAABk4/VhDDwfjIm4w/s320/ny38.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; "I don't know, Edward.&amp;nbsp; It's just not sounding right."&amp;nbsp; My best friend Jasper put his guitar down on the bed next to him and lay down, frustrated.&amp;nbsp; We'd been practicing our latest song for the past hour and a half, and were getting nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The door flew open, banging back against the wall.&amp;nbsp; Filling the doorway was my brother, Emmett. The necks of three beer bottles clutched between the massive fingers of one hand.&amp;nbsp; He was grinning widely, and I didn't doubt that was down to the fact that he had his other hand on the waist of some gorgeous blonde I didn't recognise.&amp;nbsp; Although that could have been because I couldn't keep my eyes off her tits.&amp;nbsp; Hey!&amp;nbsp; Don't judge!&amp;nbsp; They were virtually uncovered anyway, her plunging tight top leaving just about nothing to the imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Dude, don't you ever knock?" Jasper sniped at him, taking his frustrations about how the rehearsal was going, out on Emmett.&amp;nbsp; Em laughed.&amp;nbsp; The beers in his hand were obviously not the first he'd had.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Why?&amp;nbsp; Am I interrupting something?"&amp;nbsp; He looked at Jas again, taking in his reclined position on the bed.&amp;nbsp; "Aah!&amp;nbsp; I get it, Edward here was about to give you a blow job!&amp;nbsp; Am I right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I cringed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Fuck you, Em."&amp;nbsp; I was uncomfortable with his ongoing jokes about Jasper and I, not least because that's where my thoughts had been a lot recently, and I was shit-scared and more than a little uncomfortable with it.&amp;nbsp; Men weren't my thing, they never had been.&amp;nbsp; Since my split with Bella though, Jas had been really good to me.&amp;nbsp; I was sure I'd seen him looking at me differently more than once, but I'd quickly disspelled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Oh well then,"&amp;nbsp; Emmett said, turning to the girl in his arms.&amp;nbsp; "Irina, maybe you'd like to help Jas here out?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Sure, honey," she told him, smiling widely at him with her dazzling white teeth.&amp;nbsp; I backed away from the bed, unable to keep the discomfort from my face.&amp;nbsp; Jas caught my eye and gave me one of &lt;em&gt;those &lt;/em&gt;looks again.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't imagined them at all, I knew I hadn't.&amp;nbsp; Em came to stand by me and handed me a beer.&amp;nbsp; I took a deep drink from the bottle, urging the cold liquid to cool the heat of embarrassment creeping across my cheeks.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think I'd ever get used to this aspect of life in a successful band.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Emmett pointed and laughed as&amp;nbsp;Irina unbuttoned Jas's jeans and&amp;nbsp;pulled his already hard cock out.&amp;nbsp; My eyes were drawn to it.&amp;nbsp; As much as I tried to avert my eyes,&amp;nbsp; I couldn't.&amp;nbsp; I felt someone watching me.&amp;nbsp; Him again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ok hobags, take it and run!&amp;nbsp; Do with it what you will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TORfTeflc3I/AAAAAAAABk8/j4iJyrfkKwI/s1600/54927207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TORfTeflc3I/AAAAAAAABk8/j4iJyrfkKwI/s320/54927207.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5798281662514251481?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5798281662514251481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5798281662514251481&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5798281662514251481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5798281662514251481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/11/return-of-community-fanfic.html' title='The Return of Community Fanfic!'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TORc-b4UViI/AAAAAAAABk0/UVnGLrGTX3c/s72-c/37102851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-4718322048601997502</id><published>2010-11-15T21:31:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-11-16T01:41:09.776Z</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Rob's Nob... (NSFW)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:large;color:red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100% All Beef Thermometer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGxdNbl-RI/AAAAAAAABkA/SOwWOBnrfH4/s1600/66583_153721051331180_100000798591712_237281_3286814_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGxdNbl-RI/AAAAAAAABkA/SOwWOBnrfH4/s320/66583_153721051331180_100000798591712_237281_3286814_n.jpg" width="320" height="213" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Trouser Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:medium;color:#330099;"&gt;Purple Headed Yogurt Slinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:yellow;"&gt;Man Meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGxulYykaI/AAAAAAAABkE/ucosWdrzS6k/s1600/152050386.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGxulYykaI/AAAAAAAABkE/ucosWdrzS6k/s320/152050386.jpg" width="320" height="211" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Schlong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:x-small;color:#009900;"&gt;Dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Junk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGx7zNeCII/AAAAAAAABkI/6SjVdSuswPo/s1600/152050785.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGx7zNeCII/AAAAAAAABkI/6SjVdSuswPo/s320/152050785.jpg" width="320" height="169" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:large;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Willy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:medium;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGyEnO89QI/AAAAAAAABkM/h5uhI19FfTk/s1600/152051254.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGyEnO89QI/AAAAAAAABkM/h5uhI19FfTk/s320/152051254.jpg" width="320" height="184" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:large;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anaconda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:large;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pudding Thrower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGyOsjLa-I/AAAAAAAABkQ/5c0sHktn7Cg/s1600/152396376.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGyOsjLa-I/AAAAAAAABkQ/5c0sHktn7Cg/s320/152396376.jpg" width="320" height="262" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:large;color:red;"&gt;Balony Pony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-small;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:large;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGyrT_siEI/AAAAAAAABkY/uUVBAYHJcUo/s1600/36642_110371179010300_100001122567780_73412_2289454_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGyrT_siEI/AAAAAAAABkY/uUVBAYHJcUo/s320/36642_110371179010300_100001122567780_73412_2289454_n.jpg" width="320" height="206" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:silver;"&gt;One Eyed Willy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sausage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOG2jiMI-EI/AAAAAAAABkw/BvVHGv1E5GQ/s1600/green.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOG2jiMI-EI/AAAAAAAABkw/BvVHGv1E5GQ/s1600/green.jpg" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;color:red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mule&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-small;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spicy Pepperoni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGzJtKXUtI/AAAAAAAABkg/SG3Yi0Skbic/s1600/37388_110104119037006_100001122567780_72245_218363_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGzJtKXUtI/AAAAAAAABkg/SG3Yi0Skbic/s320/37388_110104119037006_100001122567780_72245_218363_n.jpg" width="320" height="317" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Steel Shaft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maleness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Manhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOG0IYhVeWI/AAAAAAAABkk/H4vB8e57RSA/s1600/crotch.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOG0IYhVeWI/AAAAAAAABkk/H4vB8e57RSA/s320/crotch.jpg" width="284" height="320" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rockstar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disco Stick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;color:#336666;"&gt;Rod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOG0aMfKeII/AAAAAAAABko/kcwgpRar6pk/s1600/s640x48014.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOG0aMfKeII/AAAAAAAABko/kcwgpRar6pk/s320/s640x48014.jpg" width="320" height="213" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK, so "ode" might be pushing it a little too far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*shrug*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, I know for a fact that these are not the only slang words for penis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Tell me more...in the comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOG1GOE8eGI/AAAAAAAABks/ffVDHBOhFdk/s1600/x2_2b7946f.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOG1GOE8eGI/AAAAAAAABks/ffVDHBOhFdk/s320/x2_2b7946f.jpg" width="225" height="320" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Pic courtesy of those dirty ho's at &lt;a href="http://www.robmaniporn.blogspot.com/"&gt;RobManiPorn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-4718322048601997502?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/4718322048601997502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=4718322048601997502&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4718322048601997502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4718322048601997502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/11/ode-to-robs-nob.html' title='Ode to Rob&apos;s Nob... (NSFW)'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TOGxdNbl-RI/AAAAAAAABkA/SOwWOBnrfH4/s72-c/66583_153721051331180_100000798591712_237281_3286814_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3902986568618404259</id><published>2010-10-30T00:00:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:20:55.662+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five Guest Host</title><content type='html'>That's right, kidz. The gang at Edbrella handed over the keys and let me drive this week. You should put your seatbelt on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Dangrdafne from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dangrdafne.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dangrdafne Days of Delirium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;picked Kassie from &lt;a href="http://twilightjunkiesanonymous.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Twilight Junkies Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as the winner. Congrats, Kassie! Here we go with her questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If you were stranded on a desert island and could only bring three things with you what would you bring? Yes Rob is an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not taking away the only option! For those of you who know me, this will come as no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 - ROB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 - GUITAR﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtIVqgImJI/AAAAAAAABjs/Cf5ZBC9Frks/s1600/My+fantasy+bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtIVqgImJI/AAAAAAAABjs/Cf5ZBC9Frks/s320/My+fantasy+bw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3 - READING MATERIAL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtI1Ocw-FI/AAAAAAAABjw/Bkv6zU2TP-o/s1600/MotU+b+and+w+banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtI1Ocw-FI/AAAAAAAABjw/Bkv6zU2TP-o/s320/MotU+b+and+w+banner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we get&amp;nbsp;rescued, I will have talked him into playing Fifty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in the movie adaptation. You can thank me now, girlz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2) What is your favorite guilty pleasure? It can be anything crazy music, strange tv show, food, fanfic... anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VERY,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;VERY&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;GUILTY PLEASURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="221" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qu2VIXNdra4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qu2VIXNdra4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="221"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3) What was your favorite school subject growing up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ATHLETES. I STUDIED THEM HARD.&lt;br /&gt;(She said that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtMYcHWYpI/AAAAAAAABj0/mgwLBycnB50/s1600/Cullen17+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtMYcHWYpI/AAAAAAAABj0/mgwLBycnB50/s320/Cullen17+logo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you could have any car, money being no object, what would you choose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS CAR. THIS DRIVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtOfoIZVuI/AAAAAAAABj4/xQr2qElnq_M/s1600/rob+driving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtOfoIZVuI/AAAAAAAABj4/xQr2qElnq_M/s400/rob+driving.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's right, &lt;a href="http://twibite.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Mrs. P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, someone got cropped out ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5) A genie grants you one wish, what would you wish for... and it can't be more wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A HAPPILY EVER AFTER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtPLOr-GOI/AAAAAAAABj8/EthNbjYMTzc/s1600/Robsten+Wedding+Photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtPLOr-GOI/AAAAAAAABj8/EthNbjYMTzc/s320/Robsten+Wedding+Photo.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1679080733"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1679080734"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He doesn't belong to me. Just sayin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Edbrella, for having me as a guest host. Glad I could help out.&amp;nbsp;Thanks, Kassie, for the great questions. Tonight is also Drunk Mad Libs. So grab your favorite drink and join us at 8:30 pm CST &lt;a href="http://drunkmadlibs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Happy Friday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa&amp;nbsp;from &lt;a href="http://17foreverlisa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-3902986568618404259?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/3902986568618404259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=3902986568618404259&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3902986568618404259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3902986568618404259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/10/friday-fun-five-guest-host.html' title='Friday Fun Five Guest Host'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TMtIVqgImJI/AAAAAAAABjs/Cf5ZBC9Frks/s72-c/My+fantasy+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5100244757347384904</id><published>2010-10-21T18:42:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:00:57.631+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DangrDafne Does It Again...the FFF that is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello, hello, yes its Friday again, its crept up on us and hit us with a mallet again....sooooo I picked the loverly and charming DD as winner of last weeks FFF and here she is...ain't she a peach! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530566907399352098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCFTNIRryI/AAAAAAAABeo/RKKDP_bqQxI/s400/Daphne_Blake_by_badassk9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Looking goooood Daphs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado its over to Daphs....( &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;as always any comments I make are in red and I blame cold remedy for whatever follows&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ahem Daphs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going thought provoking this time around and really getting to know people: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Oh Lord...my brain hurts already! Hehe only kidding...and away we go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530569182277901906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCHXntlnlI/AAAAAAAABew/cFMLXiF2u8I/s400/30857_124428824255638_100000655641570_172922_6134606_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No? I can't go now? I have to anser the questions...damn ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you have a vacation you take or have taken every year (or often)? Where do/did you go? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Robert Pattinsons bedroom....everytime I close my eyes, er or Alex Skarsgards, um Jakspers, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;o Kellans, no Tom Hardy's...hangs head...Imma ho!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCKJTbj8AI/AAAAAAAABe4/zHCby_HJJyQ/s1600/Picture+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530572234850299906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCKJTbj8AI/AAAAAAAABe4/zHCby_HJJyQ/s400/Picture+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Good old British countryside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is your current occupation/job? Why? Do you like it? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Oh. mah. gawwwd, this one may take me awhile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCOVwhurxI/AAAAAAAABfQ/K4Q2_Xw9gRA/s1600/trust_me_im_a_medical_secretary_mousepad-p144569644397749954trak_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530576846865739538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCOVwhurxI/AAAAAAAABfQ/K4Q2_Xw9gRA/s400/trust_me_im_a_medical_secretary_mousepad-p144569644397749954trak_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeeeeessss, trust me....mwahahahahahaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What is on your bedside table? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Thank the Precious One she didn't ask whats in my bedside table drawer!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530581307740423202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCSZalIhCI/AAAAAAAABfg/Ri0kNXNU7Bg/s400/mike-bedside-table.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pffft I did take a picture of my actual bedside table...its way messier &amp;amp; has more books around it but my stupid phone wouldn't connect to the computer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What would be the title of your Biography? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Dayum Daphers, I already said my brain hurt)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530582689743176274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCTp28RAlI/AAAAAAAABfo/PL4MTszX8KA/s400/why.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hmmm short, straight to the point....I like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5) If you could have personally witnessed one event in history, what would you want to have seen? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(This one could also take awhile...sigh...like I'm not wordy enough...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530585642872682002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCWVwNNNhI/AAAAAAAABfw/us7PoZgellA/s400/bill+%26+Ted.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes...that's me, the blonde on the left...honest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well DD, you have certainly given us all food for thought...or headaches, I'm not sure yet but I'm really interested to see what people put....so all you lurking ho's, get out here and answer!!! Also be sure to check bag for the winner, if you get picked email me Nibbles, your questions asap!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What???? No picture of Rob this week....god, you're all so needy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530589113116916082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCZfv35-XI/AAAAAAAABf4/KetWu5p93fw/s400/bitelip.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Satisifed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5100244757347384904?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5100244757347384904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5100244757347384904&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5100244757347384904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5100244757347384904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/10/dangrdafne-does-it-againthe-fff-that-is.html' title='DangrDafne Does It Again...the FFF that is!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TMCFTNIRryI/AAAAAAAABeo/RKKDP_bqQxI/s72-c/Daphne_Blake_by_badassk9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-7461494302864794869</id><published>2010-10-14T21:41:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T07:27:32.919+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Freakin' Friday Fun Five....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well dayum, what happened last week? Um the Friday Fun Five kinda zipped on by us didn't it?! In our defence....and I wouldn't say this would stand up in a court of law or anything...but Um, we were sick. Our best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend heard from this guy who knows this kid who's going with the girl who saw Us pass out at 31 Flavors last night. It's pretty serious.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdvpU_tVII/AAAAAAAABdw/BtjzcKhDhd0/s1600/ferris+bueller.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528009823421813890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdvpU_tVII/AAAAAAAABdw/BtjzcKhDhd0/s400/ferris+bueller.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah Like She said!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Actually We (Team Edbrella) forgot...the person that won (who was it again?) didn't get in touch with any of us and well anyway so we have no one to do the FFF.....or do we?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In the words of Dani....who you gonna call? Nibbles!!!!! Yes I volunteered to think up some questions and throw a few pictures together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdwyvR-C5I/AAAAAAAABd4/OAhMphoihIg/s1600/Nibbles+Scarlett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528011084608179090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdwyvR-C5I/AAAAAAAABd4/OAhMphoihIg/s400/Nibbles+Scarlett.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and here I am...yeah right, someone sent me this the other day as a representation of my nickname Scarlett...I did once have black hair but I kinda looked like Alice Coopers daughter...not a good look! So following on from that....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1) Do you have any hair disaster tales? If so do tell, if you can link photographic proof to your answer then please don't let me hold you back...hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdx1Gaip_I/AAAAAAAABeA/qOD_PD8pSvw/s1600/bad+hair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528012224689514482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdx1Gaip_I/AAAAAAAABeA/qOD_PD8pSvw/s400/bad+hair.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yup, that stylist needs seriously spanking with a curling iron for the little Lord Fauntleroy look!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2) We all adore Rob (well the majority of us do) but have you got a pop/rock star/musician (not Rob Lisa or Jackson, Mrs P) that you fancy the bejeebers out of? Who is it?.....don't be embarrassed, let it all out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdykm0XeWI/AAAAAAAABeI/XO534Ns36aQ/s1600/Dave+Grohl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528013040841619810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdykm0XeWI/AAAAAAAABeI/XO534Ns36aQ/s400/Dave+Grohl.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Dave...in the the words of the Troggs (60's band) Wild thing, I think I love you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3) I love horror films, I don't know what it is about them but I can watch Zombie films forever and a day, but I have a secret....um (looks around) sometimes I think, you know, this shit could happen and I wonder how I would survive...I actually have a Zombie survival plan...yup I'm weird I know. So in the event that you were ever in a major disaster, zombies, aliens taking over the world, Jurassic Park, zombie bunnies, er Vampires (bad ones) trying to get you how do you think you would survive? Have you got the edge, the nerve to keep your shit together, save yourself and your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLd1xq5XYkI/AAAAAAAABeQ/QKXqaXH4rQ0/s1600/zombie+bunny+guy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528016563809509954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLd1xq5XYkI/AAAAAAAABeQ/QKXqaXH4rQ0/s400/zombie+bunny+guy.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I feel zombie rabbit stew coming on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4) Hairy guys! I like hairy guys not like the dudes with the werewolf thing going on but I like hairy chests, like Robs. I'm not saying I wouldn't wanna press myself up against Kellan's or Jakspers hairless chesticles but I like something to run my fingers through...which way do you swing...hairy or non hairy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLd5Orq6rKI/AAAAAAAABeY/y8LpwbpiE3k/s1600/Robert-Pattinson-shirtless1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528020360768433314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLd5Orq6rKI/AAAAAAAABeY/y8LpwbpiE3k/s400/Robert-Pattinson-shirtless1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh me oh my, just let me follow that happy, hairy trail (fans self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5) Horses Arse! Time to make you think...pick a song that reminds you of me or describes me, for those ho bags that don't know me yet, just guess, give it a go, she who dares wins Rodders! (For you foreign types, I'm sort of quoting Del Boy from Only Fools and Horses, classic British comedy!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GTwJo0HeNmU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GTwJo0HeNmU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehe, couldn't post the actual video as GreenDay have protected it but this is what I'd pick for myself lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have fun ho-lio's, catch you on the flip side xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps...I went shopping for a wedding outfit the other day...I got one but I picked up a great necklace and brooch set...hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLd_rU38gCI/AAAAAAAABeg/o1B_Ge_Ki7A/s1600/spider+necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528027449935036450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLd_rU38gCI/AAAAAAAABeg/o1B_Ge_Ki7A/s400/spider+necklace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah and I am wearing to the wedding even if it is in some real fucking expensive place opposite Windsor Castle...in the words of Futurama's Bender, they can bite my shiny metal ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-7461494302864794869?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/7461494302864794869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=7461494302864794869&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/7461494302864794869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/7461494302864794869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-freakin-friday-fun-five.html' title='It&apos;s the Freakin&apos; Friday Fun Five....'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLdvpU_tVII/AAAAAAAABdw/BtjzcKhDhd0/s72-c/ferris+bueller.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5519446105485644883</id><published>2010-10-11T07:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T08:25:47.069+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing In Action...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH0tyAwDSI/AAAAAAAABcY/Zry_I1wsZq8/s1600/omg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526467285116521762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH0tyAwDSI/AAAAAAAABcY/Zry_I1wsZq8/s400/omg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho bags, you may or may not have noticed I've not been around...I've been busy with work and have had some issues to sort out with someone. Don't really want to talk about it but I know a couple of people have been wondering what's going on with me...I'm doing ok, getting there and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend I decided to pop on to FB and there was a picture of Rob that I thought, ooo hello, the ho's may like this. That got me looking through some other stuff and it made me wanna say hi on blogger, seeing as I haven't really done anything on here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH182lrw-I/AAAAAAAABcg/cSwnHW1xUuo/s1600/37188_156739817691452_100000663038252_319464_2898076_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526468643554837474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH182lrw-I/AAAAAAAABcg/cSwnHW1xUuo/s400/37188_156739817691452_100000663038252_319464_2898076_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH182lrw-I/AAAAAAAABcg/cSwnHW1xUuo/s1600/37188_156739817691452_100000663038252_319464_2898076_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was said picture that lured me back to blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit, I have tried to read all the emails but can't keep up sometimes but I love that so many of you have fell down the True Blood rabbit hole...I adore Alex Skarsgard (still love you though Rob) and need to keep up with season 3, still haven't watched them all Mary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH55lLBk4I/AAAAAAAABco/NsieVcq2LBw/s1600/alex-skarsgard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526472985386521474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH55lLBk4I/AAAAAAAABco/NsieVcq2LBw/s400/alex-skarsgard.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So does long haired Eric do it for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH6clTQSzI/AAAAAAAABcw/hRNj5JxUGKs/s1600/tumblr_l9a61cuHfG1qdj1too1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526473586716461874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH6clTQSzI/AAAAAAAABcw/hRNj5JxUGKs/s400/tumblr_l9a61cuHfG1qdj1too1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Or do you prefer short haired Alex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH60MqGsTI/AAAAAAAABc4/KngnMgHG7-k/s1600/alex_skarsgard_details_may_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526473992418275634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH60MqGsTI/AAAAAAAABc4/KngnMgHG7-k/s400/alex_skarsgard_details_may_2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or dark haired Alex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH8TVQ9RmI/AAAAAAAABdI/EzMp_9BOdGk/s1600/laid+eric.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526475626816292450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH8TVQ9RmI/AAAAAAAABdI/EzMp_9BOdGk/s400/laid+eric.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe laid back Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH7vbuTFQI/AAAAAAAABdA/JwX-qNpdkbU/s1600/Alex+skars.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526475010074678530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH7vbuTFQI/AAAAAAAABdA/JwX-qNpdkbU/s400/Alex+skars.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; laid back semi nekkid Alex?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH9A2gMhaI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ivD9J0Zg5Pg/s1600/Alex-alexander-skarsgard-7351587-500-751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526476408832689570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH9A2gMhaI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ivD9J0Zg5Pg/s400/Alex-alexander-skarsgard-7351587-500-751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking tall Alex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH9PakOiKI/AAAAAAAABdY/Du34APSYH9k/s1600/tumblr_l92qfdk7Uy1qbhor1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526476659031443618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH9PakOiKI/AAAAAAAABdY/Du34APSYH9k/s400/tumblr_l92qfdk7Uy1qbhor1o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or wet in the shower Alex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also found that unlike with Edward and Bella I really don't mind Eric having a love interest as long as its Sookie of course...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH-8aNr2xI/AAAAAAAABdo/xs0F3sCwMnI/s1600/tumblr_l92zz25dGc1qzfy2to1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526478531542637330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH-8aNr2xI/AAAAAAAABdo/xs0F3sCwMnI/s400/tumblr_l92zz25dGc1qzfy2to1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone....ahhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-eFHBk6IAk?fs=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" hl="en_GB"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thuoght Jelly, StackedlkSookie, Mary &amp;amp; Me would enjoy this but this is also for the ho's who are enjoying Mr Skarsgard as much as me! No, no don't thank me just enjoy lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um I didn't realise how long video was lol although I was quite happy to watch him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5519446105485644883?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5519446105485644883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5519446105485644883&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5519446105485644883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5519446105485644883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/10/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing In Action...'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TLH0tyAwDSI/AAAAAAAABcY/Zry_I1wsZq8/s72-c/omg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-8742001656086214437</id><published>2010-10-01T10:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:13:38.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons We're Glad We're Not in Forks &amp; FFF!</title><content type='html'>1. Have you seen the weather forecast? It's supposed to be beautiful and sunny. Pfft! Hardly vampire weather. Sheesh, it's not even supposed to rain till Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWhMHVFMBI/AAAAAAAABjI/oauh_pO33ng/s1600/2r6kwp5.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWhMHVFMBI/AAAAAAAABjI/oauh_pO33ng/s320/2r6kwp5.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Yeah, we prefer our vamps wet, thanks very much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="goog_548681018"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_548681019"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;2. Hangovers...I'm well out of my teens, and the recovery time is longer. I can no longer party like that, so it's a good thing I'm not there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Trying to remember and match Blogger Names to Real Names to Faces for 100 or so Twitards! Yikes! I can't even call my own kids by the right name of the first try! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A readily available Tattoo parlor. 'Nuff said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWiPceO1ZI/AAAAAAAABjU/FZHOaTmyl8I/s1600/tattoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWiPceO1ZI/AAAAAAAABjU/FZHOaTmyl8I/s320/tattoo.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Mrs. P looks about as young as Rob in all the pics *cough*botox*cough* so there's no way I'd be able to take any pictures with her. Bitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A trip that long would seriously cut into Fan Fic reading time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWh-jPzolI/AAAAAAAABjM/jEj1b8gpPcM/s1600/60740444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWh-jPzolI/AAAAAAAABjM/jEj1b8gpPcM/s320/60740444.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ohh Tattward....*sigh*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I'm saving soooooooo much money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm not sure I could handle watching Chimpsten reenact the Breaking Dawn Bedroom/Feather Scene...with each and every Pocket Edward there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWfRZ2ohPI/AAAAAAAABjA/lqlDkMflUvI/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWfRZ2ohPI/AAAAAAAABjA/lqlDkMflUvI/s320/028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hmm, valid concern there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, ok so we can't think&amp;nbsp;of 10, but I'm sure there are soooo many good reasons for not being there. Hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right, on with the FFF.&amp;nbsp; Last week Kassie chose StarlitViolets as the winner.&amp;nbsp; So here are SV's questions for us to play with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. If you found out that your favorite Twi-Guy was going to be coming over to your house for a home-cooked meal, who would it be and what would you make for him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWjg3lMfvI/AAAAAAAABjY/ujUOqhAdMKU/s1600/humansushi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWjg3lMfvI/AAAAAAAABjY/ujUOqhAdMKU/s1600/humansushi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If your genetic make-up caused you to transform into an animal, which animal would you want to be? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWj4nqvPXI/AAAAAAAABjc/DzFbmRzL3P4/s1600/kellankola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWj4nqvPXI/AAAAAAAABjc/DzFbmRzL3P4/s1600/kellankola.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You are forced to either get a Twi-related tattoo or die. What ink would adorn your Twilight-loving skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWk1tiMD1I/AAAAAAAABjg/tFAL1DU9W4Y/s1600/jakerabbit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWk1tiMD1I/AAAAAAAABjg/tFAL1DU9W4Y/s320/jakerabbit.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Describe in detail how you got your worst scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWlQax3WGI/AAAAAAAABjk/WJUyhKWstNQ/s1600/scar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWlQax3WGI/AAAAAAAABjk/WJUyhKWstNQ/s1600/scar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kellan, Jackson, and PFach are all hanging off a cliff. You can only save two of them. Who lives and why did the other one have to die, a-hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWlj1ItDXI/AAAAAAAABjo/mBjgGjViPDc/s1600/nm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWlj1ItDXI/AAAAAAAABjo/mBjgGjViPDc/s1600/nm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"You'd better&amp;nbsp;save me, bitch!"&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well seeing as a lot of our regulars are away...somewhere..*shrugs*&amp;nbsp; I'm relying on all you lurkers out there to come out and play!&amp;nbsp; C'mon, we don't bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner sets next week's questions as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-8742001656086214437?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/8742001656086214437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=8742001656086214437&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8742001656086214437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8742001656086214437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/10/top-10-reasons-were-glad-were-not-in.html' title='Top 10 Reasons We&apos;re Glad We&apos;re Not in Forks &amp; FFF!'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TKWhMHVFMBI/AAAAAAAABjI/oauh_pO33ng/s72-c/2r6kwp5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3700675762473880355</id><published>2010-09-30T14:26:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:39:45.788+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Ya Gonna Call?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ghostbusters-logo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Ghostbusters Logo" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/Ghostbusters-logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, last March I took a good look at myself and decided I didn't really like what I saw. Physically, I mean. So, long story short, I began walking in the mornings. I've kept this up for almost eight months now, and when I look in the mirror now, I'm much happier at what I see reflected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that isn't what this post is about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may or may not be aware that I live in a pretty small town. I mean, like 500 people in the town small. Which is A LOT smaller than Forks, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I've been going out and walking around the town in the mornings. Occasionally, I'll run into friends who are also out walking or jogging. This post is about a couple of them...and what they saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I go out to walk at 6:00-ish in the morning, it. is. dark. But I'm ok with that. I'm familiar with the streets, and the people on them. But the other day, something happened to make me question walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two friends of mine (I'll go with the term friends because we have kids the same age and are at the same activities together a lot...you know, forced friendship) go jogging together in the mornings. BTW, I do not jog. Chicks with big tits shouldn't jog. It's painful, both to watch and to do. But I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would trust both of these ladies to always tell the truth. They are not flighty or flakey. They are the kind of women that, when they tell you something, you believe it...until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They. Saw. A. Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=slimer.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Slimer" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/slimer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it was this one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I read a lot of books with supernatural stuff in them. Vampires. Werewolves. Fairies. Witches. Goblins. Giants. Dragons. Shapeshifters. There are more, but I'm not going to take the time to list them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=throw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Grace" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/throw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Side note...for some reason listing all of these made me think of this line: "Oh, he's very popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wastoids, dweebies, dickheads - they all adore him. They think he's a righteous dude. " Ahhh...gotta love Ferris Bueller's Day Off!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I having trouble believing in a ghost? I don't know. Perhaps it's because all those things listed above are in books...not real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went ghost hunting, that's what! Yes, I braved the dark and scary street. All by myself. In the dark. And I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta be honest with you. Before I turned down the street, I took a deep breath and pulled out my ear buds so I could hear any mysterious ghosty sounds. Then I took off walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you this, if someone had snuck up behind me and yelled "boo," I would have simultaneously shit my pants and judo chopped them in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/Rob%20in%20General/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RobLipBity.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/Rob%20in%20General/RobLipBity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still my favorite pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...I did this post, pictures and all, all by myself. You should be proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TwiWeasel out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-3700675762473880355?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/3700675762473880355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=3700675762473880355&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3700675762473880355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3700675762473880355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-ya-gonna-call.html' title='Who Ya Gonna Call?'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/Rob%20in%20General/th_RobLipBity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5255302070027953157</id><published>2010-09-29T16:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T09:53:45.455+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been published ;)</title><content type='html'>Yeah, no shit, it really happened :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was only a letter in a magazine but it still counts right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I say it counts so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here in Blighty we have a magazine called Heat. it's full of celeb goss etc. Me and Stan LOVE it and usually text each other excitedly when they put someone worth perving over as their torso of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a couple of weeks ago I had a text from to say have you got Heat? you're going to love page whatever it was.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                     &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt0XKBkZ-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/pU3Q5uAhMxs/s1600/000d5723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt0XKBkZ-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/pU3Q5uAhMxs/s320/000d5723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520133709449422818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                     Was it Rob??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt0W4UYaFI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hZMLVgwC4WA/s1600/kellan-lutz-reveals-secrets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt0W4UYaFI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hZMLVgwC4WA/s320/kellan-lutz-reveals-secrets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520133704696490066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                           maybe it was KLutz??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt0W8T2aiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/SMmcPmD0C-w/s1600/cam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt0W8T2aiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/SMmcPmD0C-w/s320/cam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520133705768004130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe the delights of cam??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Imagine my excitement thinking I was in for a treat! I'd just left the supermarket, thankfuly I didn't look until I got home or there could have been a very serious accident with me projectile vomiting and trying to drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dirty, filthy, fuckers had only printed a photo of the worlds most vom inducing man in the world ...Cliff Richard....photo from Stan to follow, It hurts me to just type that name *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to complain at the wrongness so I e mailed them&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt1qc19n9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/SxOCcDAsWgA/s1600/nikheat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt1qc19n9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/SxOCcDAsWgA/s320/nikheat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520135140430159826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                  Ta Dah here it is all published and stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is after all the years I've know Stanley I still can't trust the bitch!&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5255302070027953157?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5255302070027953157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5255302070027953157&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5255302070027953157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5255302070027953157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-been-published.html' title='I&apos;ve been published ;)'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TJt0XKBkZ-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/pU3Q5uAhMxs/s72-c/000d5723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3548856165172048367</id><published>2010-09-24T07:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T07:40:32.562+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta daaaaa its the Friday Fun Five with the one and the onlyMrs (Kassie)Cullen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right ok, are we all present and correct; if so let me begin....this is the Friday Fun Five...the object of which is to find more out about your fellow ho's, inject some fun into the proceedings and there are 5 questions to answer. Everyone got that? jolly good....so lets have some frickin fun then ladies...remember there is no such thing as TMI in the FFF so its over to the one and the only (think you're gonna have a fight on your hands (Kassie) Cullen as chosen by last weeks cupcake maker extraordinaire Twilight Cupcake....over to you Kassie....hands mic over, go on ,its you, you're on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuPCUD5OjI/AAAAAAAABbQ/qtWmIkDZeXg/s1600/9598087992a11202784188mlkassie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520163038180227634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuPCUD5OjI/AAAAAAAABbQ/qtWmIkDZeXg/s400/9598087992a11202784188mlkassie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Er I googled kassie Cullen and up popped this...um is that you Kassie? I love, love, love your hair, now go put some clothes on, you'll catch your death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hey it's Kassie ie:TheonlyMrs(Kassie)Cullen and these are my questions for FFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You get to tour the set of Breaking Dawn *gasp swoon thud* so you get to tour the set and Rob will be there with you *squee* but you can't speak to him... nope not at all, but you get to bring along one other cast member with you and you can speak to them, who would you choose? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(um you obviously haven't gotten to know me that well...me? Lost for words? Unable to speak, ain't gonna happen hunny lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuQP25DYAI/AAAAAAAABbY/9J2xtV-yuTo/s1600/38173_116695748377843_100001122567780_102710_398634_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520164370379923458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuQP25DYAI/AAAAAAAABbY/9J2xtV-yuTo/s400/38173_116695748377843_100001122567780_102710_398634_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Um hello sartorius muscle...coughs...choking on lust...help me....mouth to mouth please Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) What is your ideal ending to Breaking Dawn? Just for an example it might mean Jacob dies for some of you or possibly ends up with Bella (blasphemy) for others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuRfnF_zuI/AAAAAAAABbg/7H2lolkvRtU/s1600/yuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520165740528783074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuRfnF_zuI/AAAAAAAABbg/7H2lolkvRtU/s400/yuk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Blasphemy!!! Go beat yourself with a switch whoever drew this thing lol, actually its very well drawn and I don't care it Tay &amp;amp; Stew get together I will comfort Rob....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3) What is one song that when it plays it makes you automatically think of Rob? Don't cheat and choose Let Me Sign or Never Think lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuSBjueINI/AAAAAAAABbo/TMNeyUUEb6I/s1600/FV7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520166323740352722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuSBjueINI/AAAAAAAABbo/TMNeyUUEb6I/s400/FV7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I'm supposed to think what reminds me of you Rob, not the other way round, don't mention the pony club or the private annexe off the attic....of the damned ok...shh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes Stan if you have thought "Hello, those pics look familiar, I have stolen them from you cos they're lush (except the Tay one hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4) Your collection of Robp0rn goes up in smoke and you are only allowed to replace it with one photo shoot, which one would you choose? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuTe4xbVyI/AAAAAAAABbw/F1KShSqCsBI/s1600/normal_rpat13sharp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520167927117731618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuTe4xbVyI/AAAAAAAABbw/F1KShSqCsBI/s400/normal_rpat13sharp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I think this is when I first realised how bad I'd got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5) You can take a tumble in the sheets with Rob, Twilight Edward, Fifty, Wide Awake Edward, or choose your own ff Edward. Pick one and please feel free to be explicit if you'd like ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuUwFSl4zI/AAAAAAAABb4/rYR1BiLl_NM/s1600/30483_135835216431145_100000140016696_391396_358100_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520169322047464242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuUwFSl4zI/AAAAAAAABb4/rYR1BiLl_NM/s400/30483_135835216431145_100000140016696_391396_358100_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hooo boy yep yep... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuV172TOsI/AAAAAAAABcI/dIlViM8n11Y/s1600/50+shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520170522103724738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuV172TOsI/AAAAAAAABcI/dIlViM8n11Y/s400/50+shades.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red seems appropriate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuV168KcuI/AAAAAAAABcA/Ep1xSGymGZY/s1600/4k8i1x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520170521859879650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuV168KcuI/AAAAAAAABcA/Ep1xSGymGZY/s400/4k8i1x.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mmmmm...I'm loving the staircase ahem....looking at Rob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuYpAyuXZI/AAAAAAAABcQ/PQEpanjhsvM/s1600/eric+ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520173598627487122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuYpAyuXZI/AAAAAAAABcQ/PQEpanjhsvM/s400/eric+ed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eeep, all my dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope I didn't do any repeats :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kassie you did great girl and I really enjoyed doing this; can't wait to see what everyone's answers are...think I can guess a couple of Lisa's hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-3548856165172048367?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/3548856165172048367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=3548856165172048367&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3548856165172048367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3548856165172048367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/ta-daaaaa-its-friday-fun-five-with-one.html' title='Ta daaaaa its the Friday Fun Five with the one and the onlyMrs (Kassie)Cullen'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJuPCUD5OjI/AAAAAAAABbQ/qtWmIkDZeXg/s72-c/9598087992a11202784188mlkassie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-8004452186486468872</id><published>2010-09-23T16:59:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T17:44:34.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I like driving in my car, beep, beep, honk, honk, beep, beep, honk, honk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fucking hate cars, big cars, little cars, cars driven by dickheads who wanna cut me up and losethe buzz I've created for myself by belting out Chop Suey by System of a Down (its an acquired taste I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ND1OxDoNL8I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ND1OxDoNL8I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the song "Chop Suey" by System of a Down, can't put original video in because Sony are tossers!! (note to Sony, I have tourettes and therefore cannot be responsible for what I say-Thank you...wankers) Seee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right the drama started when I took my car in for MOT last week (we discussed this in the group and Lacey said she felt redneck lol) You're so NOT a redneck Lace!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJt8egs-MQI/AAAAAAAABaw/JzmE36JfIoY/s1600/rngirl03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520142631889154306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJt8egs-MQI/AAAAAAAABaw/JzmE36JfIoY/s400/rngirl03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what came up when I googled redneck girl....looks like a normal night up town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway I tool car in to mate's garage and came back to be informed it needed fookin shed loads of work doing on it! I was gutted, me poor little car Nobby was a wreck. But they could rebuild him, make him better than ever! Hope was abounding!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJt9obHaXfI/AAAAAAAABa4/L9Tl_TSxMSg/s1600/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520143901699759602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJt9obHaXfI/AAAAAAAABa4/L9Tl_TSxMSg/s400/Picture+018.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of Nobby on holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520144558961448018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJt-Ormz1FI/AAAAAAAABbA/2ESfBVLMkH8/s400/red+car+pic+for+my+blog.jpg" /&gt; and here's what he looked like when I picked him up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nah not really, he still looks the same but runs better and stops properly. Still don't know how much it is gonna cost cos me mate ain't sorted out a price for me sigh....not looking forward to that bit I can tell you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So I still had to go get my tracking done (tracking aligns the wheels correctly, in case anyone didn't know) and get a new rear tyre. £86!!!!! Can you believe it, bloody cost...rediculous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJt_DM3RI5I/AAAAAAAABbI/qzH62reVEX8/s1600/gallery_main-kellan-lutz-warrior-photos-07072009-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520145461242045330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJt_DM3RI5I/AAAAAAAABbI/qzH62reVEX8/s400/gallery_main-kellan-lutz-warrior-photos-07072009-03.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now if the guys in there had looked like this, I'd have bought more tyres than I needed...however they didn't although one young man (ooo I say young man) was rather tasty, he liked the music on in my car (it was Greenday's Last of the American Girls), he liked my skull keyring and my vampire teeth and lips keyring, he chatted, smiled, generally really nice...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then he says can I take your postcode (a lot of shops do this now USA friends, post code is zip code) so I tells him, then he says house number, so I tells him then he says "Ooohhh I live round the corner from you its number so and so Hilton Road" So I says "oh right, ok." He then says "I know your name now...." so I looked at him and he said "That came out a bit stalkery" PMSL I said um yeah. He looked so sheepish, bless him but he did say "I'll keep an eye out for you". LOL does a old ho's heart good not to mention the ego lmhao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQw6y96bJpo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQw6y96bJpo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and here is a video from the band Madness that were big here in the 80's, this is where I got the title for the post from lol and just so we don't forget why we're all here and why we love silver volvo's...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ISg22m9WUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ISg22m9WUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right off to do the FFF now, just a filler seeing as I haven't posted in ages!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-8004452186486468872?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/8004452186486468872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=8004452186486468872&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8004452186486468872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8004452186486468872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-like-driving-in-my-car-beep-beep-honk.html' title='I like driving in my car, beep, beep, honk, honk, beep, beep, honk, honk'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TJt8egs-MQI/AAAAAAAABaw/JzmE36JfIoY/s72-c/rngirl03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-2803311638474773295</id><published>2010-09-22T14:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:14:34.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you...</title><content type='html'>I apologize in advance for no pictures...I'm just too freaking lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnnd on with the post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not post a great deal, but I really want you girls to know that I think of you each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've compiled a list of things from my daily life that remind me of one or more of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I find hair in the shower drain. Just...ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folding clothes...and not ironing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holes in my underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jello (with or without ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SIL has declared that she doesn't like the word "sucks." Instead, they use the word "nibbles." As in, "it really nibbles when I have to get up at the ass crack of dawn." It's quite amusing to me, in a way they can't possibly understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see an awesome cake...or make one myself...I'm thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The merest mention of Gluten. (And I still don't know wtf it is for sure!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black boots..mine or anyone elses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The numbers 17 and 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan Jett, Brett Michaels, Beyonce, Ke$ha...there are several others, but I think I'll save that for a future post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of a cash register. Ka-Ching!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "debil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking boxed wine...and the headache I get afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all, not by a long shot. But that's what I came up with in the last five minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I love you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TwiWeasel out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-2803311638474773295?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/2803311638474773295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=2803311638474773295&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/2803311638474773295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/2803311638474773295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of you...'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-8683797312366824178</id><published>2010-09-17T10:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:50:52.359+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five with TC!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s93.photobucket.com/albums/l51/gemmah115/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MoTUtributeBig.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l51/gemmah115/MoTUtributeBig.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;By RoseArcadia and borrowed from the &lt;a href="http://www.motutribute.com/home"&gt;MoTU Tribute Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Goooooood morning Hobags!&amp;nbsp; Friday again, where do the weeks go??&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I'd like to thank everyone for the lovely comments they made on our anniversary, it was lovely reading them all and I'm thrilled that we've all found each other :o).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Anyway, I won't hang around pontificating; I'm hoping to get a new chapter of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5942709/1/Elusively_Yours"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Elusively Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;up in the next day or so, so I need to get writing to finish it off.&amp;nbsp; For anyone who missed my teaser on Twitter last night, I'll post it again here in the name of shameless pimpage ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;“Broken? What do you mean broken?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;She looked guilty, as though she was internally kicking herself for saying too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;“I’m sorry, Bella, I can’t,” she said, shaking her head. “If Edward hasn’t told you, I don’t think I can. It wouldn’t be fair.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I shrugged as I stood and gathered our empty cups from the coffee table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;“Well, whatever. It was only a kiss, and like you say, it’s going to be irrelevant as soon as he finds out about me and Jake anyway.” Alice jumped up and skipped after me as I trailed back to the kitchen to dump the cups in the sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;“Bella,” she said, pausing until I turned to face her and she knew she had my full attention. “I’m not going to tell him.” She looked a little excited, and I was starting to think that she had a hidden sadistic streak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;“You’re going to make me do it myself,” I stated flatly, sure that I’d caught the meaning behind her words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;“Of course not!” she exclaimed, before walking right up to me and placing her hands on my upper arms. She bent forward and stage whispered. “I have a much better plan…we don’t tell him!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ok, let's get on with this!&amp;nbsp; Last week RobzSinger chose the lovely doc, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/cupcakegirl76"&gt;Twilight Cupcake&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.twilight-cupcake.blogspot.com/"&gt;Twilight, Travel, and Treats&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;as the winner.&amp;nbsp; She's kindly taken a few moments out of her MoTU obsession to come up with some questions for us!&amp;nbsp; Over to TC....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Edbrella on the Anniversary! I am thrilled to be chosen by RobzSinger as last week's FFF champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get to it. Forgive me if there are repeats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is the most erotic/sexiest outfit you have? Describe in details people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TJMxMGNEgcI/AAAAAAAABig/A7UDI9JIRL8/s1600/wolf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TJMxMGNEgcI/AAAAAAAABig/A7UDI9JIRL8/s320/wolf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;This is Mr Stan's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3) You have the chance to sing a duet with Rob or dance with Taylor - which would you choose and what song would it be?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Note from Stan ~ I think we need a closer look to help us decide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fRczmGXUxM4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fRczmGXUxM4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OQG-5lCKfD8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OQG-5lCKfD8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you were only allowed to have sex in one position what position would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TJM1Oe86FnI/AAAAAAAABiw/imqXhfAqXk8/s1600/x2_18fc44c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TJM1Oe86FnI/AAAAAAAABiw/imqXhfAqXk8/s400/x2_18fc44c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;5) Have you ever injured yourself during sex? Injured your partner? Give us the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TJM1uTWA44I/AAAAAAAABi4/b20gS_C70jk/s1600/rmp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TJM1uTWA44I/AAAAAAAABi4/b20gS_C70jk/s400/rmp2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;This looks like it could be painful....but I'd be willing to give it a go ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Another gem from the &lt;a href="http://robmaniporn.blogspot.com/"&gt;RobManiPorn&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;gals.&amp;nbsp; I love those ho's ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ok, you're not imagining things, there's no question 2 here!&amp;nbsp; TC did send me one but I have to check it with her because there's a word or two missing!&amp;nbsp; In the meantime feel free to answer this one instead:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;If you could ask any one of&amp;nbsp;the girls who hang out here&amp;nbsp;a specific question about anything, who would it be and what would you ask?&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy &lt;a href="http://twilight-cupcake.blogspot.com/2010/09/master-of-universe-quiz-contest-day-7.html"&gt;quizzing the world about MotU&lt;/a&gt; so please come check it out. Tomorrow's the last day for entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also make sure to see the &lt;a href="http://www.motutribute.com/"&gt;MotU Tribute site&lt;/a&gt; I've worked on with Hoot in honour of the MotU anniversary. Okay pimping done - TC out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Thanks TC, bloody hell, that was a linktastic edition of the FFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ok, get answering ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-8683797312366824178?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/8683797312366824178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=8683797312366824178&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8683797312366824178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8683797312366824178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-fun-five-with-tc.html' title='Friday Fun Five with TC!!!'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TJMxMGNEgcI/AAAAAAAABig/A7UDI9JIRL8/s72-c/wolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-1619434980229621432</id><published>2010-09-14T11:20:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T12:04:57.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Edbrella's anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9TCGSFt0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/O5YhQdROk7s/s1600/cheers.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Music to scroll by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mf9kKrNquEM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mf9kKrNquEM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as I hear this I think Twilight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Edbrellas anniversary wooooooooooohooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my celebration post of all my fave Twi-Edbrella stuff over the past 12 months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best bits....and i'm not talking about my rack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through the old posts it seems the most popular ones have been the games, such as FFF and the CFF. Here's where that all started &lt;a href="http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-get-creative.html%3Cspan%20style="&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say that all those old posts where we just went off on one in the comments have definately been my faves :) You Ho's never fail to make me smile, or more often than not do my attractive snorting/snotty laughter all over my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course over time I've made some really good friends. I mean REALLY good friends. The sort I can open my heart to and they still actually like me! Distance means nothing really. It would be lovely to be able to meet up more often, or at all in the case of my overseas besties, but just knowing that they're there for me is enough. *wipes a tear away* No doubt it's Twilight that shoved us all in a darkened room together and made us confess our sins of lusting over Edward and co. Thank fuckery for Twilight I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9TCGSFt0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/O5YhQdROk7s/s1600/cheers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516719364063475522" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9TCGSFt0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/O5YhQdROk7s/s320/cheers.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; old lady pic for Stan ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;Note from Stan ~ I reckon the dark-haired woman left of centre must be a relation - she's got my double chin!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This year I was mostly excited about Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9UlXU95eI/AAAAAAAAAjA/k5OGC8-g1cY/s1600/vamp+army.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516721069445998050" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9UlXU95eI/AAAAAAAAAjA/k5OGC8-g1cY/s320/vamp+army.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 251px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture just about sums the film up for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I never thought the rest of the saga would live up to Twilight, then along comes Eclipse and totally knocked me off my feet. I still like New Moon, but I LOVE Twilight and Eclipse. Everything about the film is fantastic. Well apart from some of the shiteous wigs, but i'm not gonna pick fault ;)&lt;br /&gt;I also fell a little bit in love with Jasper in Eclipse *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9W0Uxh34I/AAAAAAAAAjI/SVbOahdIw4E/s1600/MajorJasperWhitlock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516723525481783170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9W0Uxh34I/AAAAAAAAAjI/SVbOahdIw4E/s320/MajorJasperWhitlock.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 238px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Rob. No words needed, just enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YQttwCMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/JYFzPTYsEjc/s1600/22660_300350584779_52639329779_3169137_2806853_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516725112724785346" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YQttwCMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/JYFzPTYsEjc/s320/22660_300350584779_52639329779_3169137_2806853_n.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 222px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YQX4j8CI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lto2monUOnY/s1600/DETAILSSTRADDLEOUTTAKE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516725106864549922" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YQX4j8CI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lto2monUOnY/s320/DETAILSSTRADDLEOUTTAKE.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YPhuTsFI/AAAAAAAAAjg/z9gsY7BXReM/s1600/63234482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516725092326027346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YPhuTsFI/AAAAAAAAAjg/z9gsY7BXReM/s320/63234482.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YPpHCCCI/AAAAAAAAAjY/8Rli5_H_eF4/s1600/sd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516725094308775970" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YPpHCCCI/AAAAAAAAAjY/8Rli5_H_eF4/s320/sd.bmp" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 254px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YPTeM9_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/OGGHITXK6y8/s1600/p11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516725088500381682" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9YPTeM9_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/OGGHITXK6y8/s320/p11.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 238px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hellooooooooooooooooooooo still with me ? Focus Ho's!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to end this by saying a huge thank you to everyone who takes the time and and makes the effort to read and comment on any of the posts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and thank you for being along for the ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9ZohUabpI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gjnwsrLRvQ8/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516726621225774738" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9ZohUabpI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gjnwsrLRvQ8/s320/love.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 261px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, September 15th is officially Edbrella's birthday.  Is it really only a year?!  I say that because the friends I've made along the way make me feel as though I've known them forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe now that I started this on my own.  Me and Mary actually had our own little joint venture Twilight blog elsewhere, but eventually I got The Wease on board blogging with me after she did some holiday blog-sitting for me, and then persauded Mary to join us and we left our other little blog empty to move in here together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing, Nibbles appeared in our blogosphere creating all kinds of mayhem with her manic comments.  I knew we had to have her, so I enticed her in.  Finally we met fellow Brit Becky, and although she doesn't blog diectly, she does join in if we have any discussions on anything - if we can get her nose out of the thirty or so fanfics she reads a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, my favourite, and now somewhat legendary, Edbrella post I think, is the New Moon trailer, featuring Chimpsten.  Refresh your memories &lt;a href="http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2009/09/stiils-from-new-moon-trailer-starring.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for me has been special, not least because of a special birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TI_kCj5IPmI/AAAAAAAABiQ/4840nh7WQy4/s1600/jakerabbit2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TI_kCj5IPmI/AAAAAAAABiQ/4840nh7WQy4/s400/jakerabbit2.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Note from Mary: I bloody knew she's have to get wolfboy in somewhere *tut*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yep, young Beacob turned 18 and it became officially ok to perve over him (if you were able to get past the manky nails and the nose that is).  Mary's covered Rob for us *ahem* and I think we all share her sentiments on Jacksper.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-1619434980229621432?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/1619434980229621432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=1619434980229621432&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1619434980229621432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1619434980229621432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-edbrellas-anniversary.html' title='It&apos;s Edbrella&apos;s anniversary!'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TI9TCGSFt0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/O5YhQdROk7s/s72-c/cheers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5414269985667964279</id><published>2010-09-10T10:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:10:59.917+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five with Robz Singer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIn2E5_kUoI/AAAAAAAABiI/hATVHR0sqcI/s1600/151839622-615c3c0da0bcbbe1f743256e7f4c18e4_4c76b9b0-scaled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIn2E5_kUoI/AAAAAAAABiI/hATVHR0sqcI/s400/151839622-615c3c0da0bcbbe1f743256e7f4c18e4_4c76b9b0-scaled.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;The weekend's almost upon us again - yep, it's Friday!&amp;nbsp; You know what that means?&amp;nbsp; Yep, last week's winner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://robzsinger.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Robz Singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;has seven questions for our Friday Fun Five!!&amp;nbsp; Yep, she sent extras in case any had been done before, but here at Edbrella we don't believe in editing (I know, hard to believe isn't it?!) so I'm going to leave them all in.&amp;nbsp; Answer any five or all seven, it's up to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ok, let's hand it over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I have to say thank you for letting me do FFF! I was really excited to be the "chosen one". Now I know how Rob feels. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm sending 7 but I'm an overachiever like that;) lol. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;1) Rob. You. His Guitar. A small room with dim lighting (that makes your ass look fabulous by the way) and a bed. He asks you if you have any requests. What's the one song you want Roh-bear to play for you? After you're done using the bed of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TInurKQkY1I/AAAAAAAABhg/GLvGtXQDlds/s1600/Rob-Guitar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TInurKQkY1I/AAAAAAAABhg/GLvGtXQDlds/s400/Rob-Guitar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you had the time, resources, and energy, what is one thing you'd like to learn how to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TInu-E8SiVI/AAAAAAAABho/11I1GIId050/s1600/Kellan+Twister.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TInu-E8SiVI/AAAAAAAABho/11I1GIId050/s400/Kellan+Twister.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Twister with Kellan, perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What is your porn name? This is either your middle name and the street you grew up on or your first pet's name and a street you lived on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TInvtK60n9I/AAAAAAAABhw/oEIEUnU8kIQ/s1600/hoodlicking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TInvtK60n9I/AAAAAAAABhw/oEIEUnU8kIQ/s400/hoodlicking.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Did someone say porn? Follow &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/CaroSlickLips"&gt;CaroSlickLips&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Twitter for more regular filth ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine are Katherine Stone Harbor and Dusty Fairfield. Raawwr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your co-star? What scene would you like to act out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I wrote a post about TWILIGHTisms, ya know the quotes from the movie that you use on a regular basis in everyday life. What's the one phrase that you say the most often in RL and then giggle to yourself. Please give the context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TInx4VOJrmI/AAAAAAAABh4/zUOd9PWlQMU/s1600/gag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TInx4VOJrmI/AAAAAAAABh4/zUOd9PWlQMU/s400/gag.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Mhm mmhm mhmm mm mhm" What's that Kristen?&amp;nbsp; Oh, you're more the suffer in silence type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My favorites are Chillax, I'm down with the kids, and Say it, out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If Rob could have been in any movie role, from the past to present day, what would movie part would you have liked to see him play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com2v/fMBE4q4dj6A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fMBE4q4dj6A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hmm, sounds like a good excuse to have a look at this for consideration ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I would probably blow a good chunk of money (sorry about that college fund kids) to get my hands on the behind the scenes footage of a certan Details photo shoot. If the powers that be opened up the ROB vault what do you wish you had an all access pass to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6H6klO6w6nc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6H6klO6w6nc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Rob and Kristen break up!! *GASP* I know, I know that will sooooo never happen *snort*. What starlet do you think Rob will fall in love with next? Ya know, since I'm not available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIn0JLbSa7I/AAAAAAAABiA/fyKt16Zfdeg/s1600/32103_136431226371544_100000140016696_394414_1145469_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIn0JLbSa7I/AAAAAAAABiA/fyKt16Zfdeg/s400/32103_136431226371544_100000140016696_394414_1145469_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Sorry, I hadn't got my obligatory Tay picture in yet, it had to go somewhere *shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Is that it?&amp;nbsp; Is she done?&amp;nbsp; Bloody hell, it's a good job we're not all as wordy as Robz Singer, eh?&amp;nbsp; ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ok, good job hobag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Right, if you want to play then post your answers in the comments section.&amp;nbsp; When we're all done, Robz Singer will choose a winner, who will then set next week's questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5414269985667964279?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5414269985667964279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5414269985667964279&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5414269985667964279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5414269985667964279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-fun-five-with-robz-singer.html' title='Friday Fun Five with Robz Singer!'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIn2E5_kUoI/AAAAAAAABiI/hATVHR0sqcI/s72-c/151839622-615c3c0da0bcbbe1f743256e7f4c18e4_4c76b9b0-scaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6492893911741103482</id><published>2010-09-09T09:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:49:30.904+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Greetings :o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIieIq0Fc0I/AAAAAAAABhY/SpJwI8NqMS0/s1600/DetailsOuttake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIieIq0Fc0I/AAAAAAAABhY/SpJwI8NqMS0/s400/DetailsOuttake.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Now are you &lt;em&gt;sure &lt;/em&gt;you want to work from home today, darling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to normal here today hobags, Dave's just gone out to the office. Yesterday was nice, although everything was tinged for one reason or another. I had my hair cut and coloured so am back to being dark again, the last colour had faded so much I was almost blonde. This was good until the hairdresser nicked one of the tiny skin tags on my neck with her clippers. You'd have sworn the damn thing was connected to an artery the amount of bleeding it did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIh7IONDa2I/AAAAAAAABgg/d5VLDvmUe0E/s1600/neck.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIh7IONDa2I/AAAAAAAABgg/d5VLDvmUe0E/s320/neck.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;It was pretty much like this, only more dramatic and at the back of my neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent me out with a piece of tissue stuck to my neck like an eejit. I hadn't realised how much it was bleeding until I was driving home. She obviously did because she rang home shortly after to make sure I was ok! Good job I wasn't going home to a vampire is all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIh8yy7ywkI/AAAAAAAABgo/47eVv-UWYPU/s1600/Tissue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIh8yy7ywkI/AAAAAAAABgo/47eVv-UWYPU/s400/Tissue.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;My favourite pic featuring bloodied tissue.&amp;nbsp; I still would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Dave took me out for lunch. It was a bit surreal.&amp;nbsp; We were able to do this because our youngest has just started going to nursery for full days.&amp;nbsp; Of course, we've done evenings out just the two of us, just nothing during the day in the past six and a half years or so.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently most people in our age group are in the same situation.&amp;nbsp; This combined with the fact that I'd had my hair done so had no grey showing, meant that I was feeling very young when I scanned the restaurant at our fellow diners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIh-vvSMrFI/AAAAAAAABgw/FyStlp5rdYM/s1600/dinner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIh-vvSMrFI/AAAAAAAABgw/FyStlp5rdYM/s400/dinner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"I can't believe&amp;nbsp;that old girl's&amp;nbsp;teeth just fell out in her dinner..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;We left feeling far too full and decided that next time we'll just do coffee and cake instead.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea why this piece of writing is this colour now, but I know for a fact that if I try and change it that it will get pissy with me and turn invisible, so I'll just go with it, k?&amp;nbsp; Anyway, about that coffee and cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIibns9RnII/AAAAAAAABg4/WXBgjd4I2Ac/s1600/coffee.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIibns9RnII/AAAAAAAABg4/WXBgjd4I2Ac/s400/coffee.png" width="324" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIibsVetvNI/AAAAAAAABhA/Pd5wKLyDYGA/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIibsVetvNI/AAAAAAAABhA/Pd5wKLyDYGA/s320/cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Yep, that looks kind of perfect.&amp;nbsp; Not sure about the coffee, but I'm pretty sure Mr. Stan would be willing to cut the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also discovered that having your husband working from home when all of the children are out for the day has other advantages.&amp;nbsp; Obviously, this would normally be a very good thing, but the fact that I was gripped by a fanfic and had ear-marked my post-lunch hour with some reading before the kids come home left me with mixed feelings on this lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIicxcTUiQI/AAAAAAAABhI/zwZqE0ytoHg/s1600/fanfic.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIicxcTUiQI/AAAAAAAABhI/zwZqE0ytoHg/s200/fanfic.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Well, maybe not quite &lt;em&gt;anyday &lt;/em&gt;;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you want a look at the fic I was engrossed in, it's &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5961148/1/Fuggiasco"&gt;Fuggiasco&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kdc2239"&gt;kdc2239&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Becky recc'd it to me, and as usual she was right - it's fab :o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIidzflD24I/AAAAAAAABhQ/UTrQ5y8MjuM/s1600/fuggiasco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIidzflD24I/AAAAAAAABhQ/UTrQ5y8MjuM/s400/fuggiasco.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss our regular Thursday fun and games with Community FanFic, so how about a little Community Fuck, Marry, Abandon in a desolate place (I'm in a good mood today, I really don't want to see anybody getting hurt).&amp;nbsp; Ok, I'll start, next person answers and then sets their own for the next person.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't have to be Twilight related, but I'll start it that way: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Catherine Hardwicke, Chris Weitz, David Slade ;o) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6492893911741103482?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6492893911741103482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6492893911741103482&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6492893911741103482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6492893911741103482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/thursday-greetings-o.html' title='Thursday Greetings :o)'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TIieIq0Fc0I/AAAAAAAABhY/SpJwI8NqMS0/s72-c/DetailsOuttake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-4635463279461017809</id><published>2010-09-03T11:03:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:01:14.949+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five with Stan...finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Um ok, so let me apologise, we're unorganised ok and that's why you love us. Things don't always go to plan but that's the beauty of us right? Right! That's my excuse anyway. Sooooo The Wease did pick someone else to win but they haven't been in touch (you need to check back people!) so our very own Stanley is participating in play today via me as she is at the Zoo and forgot so she's texting me her questions and I'm kinda slotting htis all in from work, between letters and patients...naughty? yes, nice? Absofrickinlutely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So well over to Stan kinda....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512628113009816578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TIDKD8bINAI/AAAAAAAABZ4/m-PHnVYQsC8/s400/stan.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hi Stan! What's that you say...you wanna play a game? Well ok...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1) What sort fanfic Edward would you most like to read about? (You have to make your own Edward up, not steal one from a fanfic you're reading!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512629179313920402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TIDLCAt1mZI/AAAAAAAABaA/poSeSMYA6Ak/s400/wide+awake.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mmmm wide awake Edward was fabbo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Your favourite Twi-guy is burnt out and asks for a fun day out to take his mind off things. Who do you pick, where do you go and what do you do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512631681878752898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TIDNTrfyfoI/AAAAAAAABaI/sxPtNzlN6Tg/s400/100_monkeys2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; I say let's all dress up as monkey's guys....guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) If money were no object what would you get your other half as a present?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512632598808920210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TIDOJDU-gJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/stHZoKX44aA/s400/florida+villa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Like this but bigger perhaps....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4) What's your best girly friend memory?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512636396063795218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TIDRmFNFqBI/AAAAAAAABag/CIOCUfR53QE/s400/drunk-girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everything I learned, I learned from my drunk ass friends...s'true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5) Your local zoo is having to re home it's animals. They will build the housing needed for you. What animal do you choose and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512638899131693954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TIDT3x2-u4I/AAAAAAAABao/inaqe1-42UI/s400/eric.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awww c'mon, he's an animal....right? Let me keep him, I will love him and pet him and call him George...I mean Eric....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you Stan for those text-tastic questions...what a team we are... can't wait for the ho bag answers! Laters (kerching)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-4635463279461017809?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/4635463279461017809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=4635463279461017809&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4635463279461017809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4635463279461017809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-fun-five-with-stanfinally.html' title='Friday Fun Five with Stan...finally'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TIDKD8bINAI/AAAAAAAABZ4/m-PHnVYQsC8/s72-c/stan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-4522802171773611776</id><published>2010-09-02T11:26:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T12:04:50.111+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I was pissed off until someone put it all in perspective....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;There I was all set to visit Mary when my stupid car died on me....my friend Mark who is a mechanic is currently twiddling with my engine (no puns please) so I am stuck here today and it looks as though I'm going to have to clean up....BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH98pZguUJI/AAAAAAAABZY/0YsKjREeVzQ/s1600/robert-pattinson-vancouver-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512261519589396626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH98pZguUJI/AAAAAAAABZY/0YsKjREeVzQ/s400/robert-pattinson-vancouver-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted it to be like this but with less women involved and possibly just me, Mary, and Gemma, I mean someone has to pet the puppy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But instead it was like this....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH99qk6-8KI/AAAAAAAABZg/3vrZjZPQKvI/s1600/ah+jeez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512262639343825058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH99qk6-8KI/AAAAAAAABZg/3vrZjZPQKvI/s400/ah+jeez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah I wasn't happy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In fact....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH9-CR5dVOI/AAAAAAAABZo/sQfmdWajKyE/s1600/Calvin-bad-mood.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512263046554014946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH9-CR5dVOI/AAAAAAAABZo/sQfmdWajKyE/s400/Calvin-bad-mood.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was really pissed off!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then whilst I was chatting on messenger with Becky and Stan, lamenting my terrible misfortune another friend of mine popped up on messenger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was Chris, my friend all through school, not a close buddy friend but a friend none the less, he hung with the popular kids, I was geeky and gawky, he was a sports star, almost became a professional footballer but due to injury didn't make it. Me and him have been through a lot. I was there for him when he and his ex wife split up. We used to chat on the phone, occasionally he would be on business in the area and we'd go for lunch, His crazy wife tried to do him in a couple of times and finally took him for pretty much everything just after he'd had a heart attack. Yeah bitch is the word. She has constantly used his kids against him, stopped him seeing them, smashed up his car, smashed up the antiques he'd collected and generally been an all out cow bag. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He was there for me when my partner cheated on me and left me, he came to my wedding even after being mugged the day before and savaged by a dog the muggers had got with them. I know unbelievable!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He is happily married now and recently he invited me to his and his wife's wedding vow renewal. Renewal I asked, why, you've only been married 6 years. Turns out Karon needs a heart transplant and will die without one and he has had several strokes and now they think he also has small vessel disease in the brain and he may not live past 50. he finally admitted all this to me today, he didn't tell me before because he didn't want to upset me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So now my whole car broken down, can't see Mary, pissed off at money and the world has paled into much more insignificance. We should enjoy our lives to the best of our ability. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I told Chris I was sad and angry and he said don't be, I'm not. I have good friends, a loving wife and have lived an interesting and fantastic life, hopefully I will prove them wrong and live longer. I said well you always were awkward so go to it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So to my friends in my real life and my friends I have made through books and blogs whether I have met you or not, live, love, enjoy and remember there but for the grace of God go I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Love you all, thank you for being my friends X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH-D7SJJOsI/AAAAAAAABZw/YNJUTX5i0WU/s1600/thing-called-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512269523430488770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH-D7SJJOsI/AAAAAAAABZw/YNJUTX5i0WU/s400/thing-called-love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-4522802171773611776?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/4522802171773611776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=4522802171773611776&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4522802171773611776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4522802171773611776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-i-was-pissed-off-until-someone.html' title='Today I was pissed off until someone put it all in perspective....'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TH98pZguUJI/AAAAAAAABZY/0YsKjREeVzQ/s72-c/robert-pattinson-vancouver-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6420760927665666779</id><published>2010-08-31T14:56:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:38:34.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A step too far!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TH0KwVc7YII/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ii1XtAz4IlE/s1600/lunchbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've been out shopping this morning to get the rest of the kids school unoforms. When I innocently wandered into a shop where I knew they stocked a lot of Twi-Merchandise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a lunchbox that made me wish I were back at school just so I had an excuse to waste the money on buying it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TH0KwVc7YII/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ii1XtAz4IlE/s1600/lunchbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511573344479830146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TH0KwVc7YII/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ii1XtAz4IlE/s320/lunchbox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This isn't the same one I saw but it's what I found whilst searching online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TH0LSa_7T2I/AAAAAAAAAho/bN-24J_7X2s/s1600/Twilight-Toilet-Paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511573930084355938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TH0LSa_7T2I/AAAAAAAAAho/bN-24J_7X2s/s320/Twilight-Toilet-Paper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Surely this is a step too far??? How could anyone condone wiping their ass on The Precious ones beautuful face????????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6420760927665666779?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6420760927665666779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6420760927665666779&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6420760927665666779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6420760927665666779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/step-too-far.html' title='A step too far!!'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TH0KwVc7YII/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ii1XtAz4IlE/s72-c/lunchbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5732219158926435560</id><published>2010-08-27T11:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:44:41.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five with TwiWeasel...Part Deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK, so between Nibbles and myself, you'd think we'd be able to put together a freaking post, right? Yeah, well...that was easier said than done. Luckily, we've managed to get our shit together in time for the Friday Fun Five!!! YAAAAAAAAAY!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Bit late I know but I had a migraine yesterday so was unavailable for duty!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anywhore...somehow I managed to win the FFF last week. Thank you, Jayla. You are totes awesomesauce. (For the record, I'm pretty sure it was because I mentioned that porn isn't bad until you go blind...just sayin'.)&lt;/p&gt;BTW, some of these questions may or may not have been pilfered from very early FFF's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeK-nipcEI/AAAAAAAABXw/uNagxPYnWzA/s1600/weasel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510025477481918530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeK-nipcEI/AAAAAAAABXw/uNagxPYnWzA/s400/weasel.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This weasel is wanted for possibly, maybe pilfering previous FFF questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have a favorite line from one of the books or movies of the Twilight Saga? NOT Fan Fic, although I sometimes get the two confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeO8o6Lb_I/AAAAAAAABYY/__zHYO4tNcg/s1600/twilight+banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510029841535823858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeO8o6Lb_I/AAAAAAAABYY/__zHYO4tNcg/s400/twilight+banana.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mmmmm, makes me think of Rob.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell me the lamest joke you can think of. One liner, or long and drawn out...doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeSXp0Yi8I/AAAAAAAABYw/Ap08TsUtafY/s1600/Twilight____Jake__s_Joke_by_sasukee23loveeer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510033604171303874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeSXp0Yi8I/AAAAAAAABYw/Ap08TsUtafY/s400/Twilight____Jake__s_Joke_by_sasukee23loveeer.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blonde jokes...sigh...gotta love em (ahem, yes I'm blonde!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the star you crushed on as a tween/teen? (gotta be a pic of Corey Haim for me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeRyeT2HwI/AAAAAAAABYo/aiBsYSBSB7E/s1600/corey-haim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510032965426880258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeRyeT2HwI/AAAAAAAABYo/aiBsYSBSB7E/s400/corey-haim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ah yes I loved The Lost Boys, Corey in the tub singing "Ain't got a man"...hmmm lol sorry Wease...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Speaking of crushes...do you have (or have you had) a crush/fantasy that your family or friends would go "WTF" if they knew? Oooh, tell me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeS8BeTC4I/AAAAAAAABY4/j0hUiDhTAxU/s1600/jack+palance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510034228996410242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeS8BeTC4I/AAAAAAAABY4/j0hUiDhTAxU/s400/jack+palance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF Wease?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. STILL speaking of crushes...at this point in time, who is your biggest Twi-guy crush, and how many times has that changed since the beginning? (surely there's a good pic of all the twiguys together...or individual ones. Whatever floats your boat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeUgYZzekI/AAAAAAAABZA/Z4TYQicJqSA/s1600/cullen+men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510035953138498114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeUgYZzekI/AAAAAAAABZA/Z4TYQicJqSA/s400/cullen+men.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Could it be the Cullen Clan tickling your little man in a boat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeUvrdTBOI/AAAAAAAABZI/-w_hgwnjJTU/s1600/bad+vamps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510036215951459554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeUvrdTBOI/AAAAAAAABZI/-w_hgwnjJTU/s400/bad+vamps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or the bad vamps making your toes curl (even Rachel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeU-HtMTWI/AAAAAAAABZQ/ArZZdE-cOyg/s1600/wolf+pack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510036464052489570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeU-HtMTWI/AAAAAAAABZQ/ArZZdE-cOyg/s400/wolf+pack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or the Wolf pack squeaking your squeaky toy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Is this cheating?) If you haven't done a FFF yet, and are dying to, please let me know. OR, if you've done FFF 50 bazillion times (Ka-ching! Lisa) and just can't possibly bear do it again, let me know. That'll surely help me pick a winner. Right? Right. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Technically I guess it could be cheating but what the heck anyway, I've done it twice...hehe, but would happily do it whenever anyone wanted...I love it, can't get enough of it...are we talking about sex lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5732219158926435560?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5732219158926435560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5732219158926435560&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5732219158926435560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5732219158926435560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-fun-five-with-twiweaselpart-deux.html' title='Friday Fun Five with TwiWeasel...Part Deux'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THeK-nipcEI/AAAAAAAABXw/uNagxPYnWzA/s72-c/weasel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-9045616459339685101</id><published>2010-08-25T09:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T09:47:40.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird shit I have in my house...no I'm not talking about Monday either...</title><content type='html'>Hey my fellow followers of all things Cullenlike. I was shooting the breeze with my son Jack and his friend Jeebers (it's Jacob ((ha!)) but he had long hair so got called Jeebers, yeah I know...)the other day and apparently they had found my camera and took pictures of random weird stuff around my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509008857175065458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THPuXhxmg3I/AAAAAAAABV4/3g_J4T0zx1c/s400/Picture+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;L-R-Jack, Tom and the Hubward Roy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You ladies know I like things slightly weird and quirky. My house may look normal but its the little things that make you go Hmmmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok as you come into my house and you hang your keys up look whats welcoming you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509016477815546994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP1TG34JHI/AAAAAAAABWA/lP4Arjqs1Rs/s400/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We found him in a fairground gift shop all lonesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP3uZyQsbI/AAAAAAAABWQ/J5VYRX1nUQs/s1600/Picture+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509019145771987378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP3uZyQsbI/AAAAAAAABWQ/J5VYRX1nUQs/s400/Picture+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey my mum came out to welcome you in too hehehe ( actually I bought these for my friend so I'm not keeping them although on second thoughts....that's why they have prices still on em lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP44FyIn2I/AAAAAAAABWY/KFWnxqpvzBk/s1600/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509020411713068898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP44FyIn2I/AAAAAAAABWY/KFWnxqpvzBk/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's the grim reaper smoking a doobie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP51ZUjjsI/AAAAAAAABWg/ceYlLk8XK9A/s1600/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509021464929734338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP51ZUjjsI/AAAAAAAABWg/ceYlLk8XK9A/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gimmee a hand...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP6zs5ZS0I/AAAAAAAABWo/NkDDNXQf82g/s1600/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509022535336414018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP6zs5ZS0I/AAAAAAAABWo/NkDDNXQf82g/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've never used these candles, I'd feel bad about burning them lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP75rRDBXI/AAAAAAAABWw/mzStkG_Q398/s1600/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509023737489589618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP75rRDBXI/AAAAAAAABWw/mzStkG_Q398/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of a pair of gargoyles guarding my books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP8Q0iBpaI/AAAAAAAABW4/n6BjWyULRKQ/s1600/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509024135113713058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP8Q0iBpaI/AAAAAAAABW4/n6BjWyULRKQ/s400/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Phrenology always interested me and yes he is wearing my animal kingdom mickey ears, at Xmas he has a santa hat on, he's called Norman by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP8p4lHufI/AAAAAAAABXA/3m24EWNjhI4/s1600/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509024565697165810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP8p4lHufI/AAAAAAAABXA/3m24EWNjhI4/s400/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is lil chester, I got him from Gatorland, he has a twin called Bubba in the dining room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP9P38CCgI/AAAAAAAABXI/_6Fh_5Es2bY/s1600/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509025218359855618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP9P38CCgI/AAAAAAAABXI/_6Fh_5Es2bY/s400/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love when people ask where the loo is and as they get up the stairs they see grim waiting to reflect their souls muahahahahaaaaa...yeah I know I'm odd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP-cv3QluI/AAAAAAAABXQ/Zrd8fgFOo1c/s1600/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509026539042281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP-cv3QluI/AAAAAAAABXQ/Zrd8fgFOo1c/s400/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the bridge over Ankh-Morpork, complete with various Terry Pratchett miniatures and Death presiding over all on the tower...I wonder what Lord Vetinari would say about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP-cxseLBI/AAAAAAAABXY/l3Lc4kMs-IA/s1600/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509026539533904914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THP-cxseLBI/AAAAAAAABXY/l3Lc4kMs-IA/s400/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally although I have loads more quirky shit around the house (no puns please not after Mondays show and tell by my dog!) I can't fit everything in, I will save more for another trip around Nibbles world...The skeletal hand glasses were an anniversary present from my husband, he is a cancer and I'm Pisces as seen on the mugs and the flowers are some of the ones from my wedding cake....you wanna see the cake (s) ok..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THQBNfkcPeI/AAAAAAAABXg/IZ8yMbIdHMs/s1600/IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509029575505231330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THQBNfkcPeI/AAAAAAAABXg/IZ8yMbIdHMs/s400/IMG_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Altogether now....nom, nom, nom, nom, nom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok a little look around my strange head for you there, do any of you have weird and wonderful stuff in your houses besides your hubs of course lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-9045616459339685101?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/9045616459339685101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=9045616459339685101&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/9045616459339685101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/9045616459339685101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/weird-shit-i-have-in-my-houseno-im-not.html' title='Weird shit I have in my house...no I&apos;m not talking about Monday either...'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/THPuXhxmg3I/AAAAAAAABV4/3g_J4T0zx1c/s72-c/Picture+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3666628013340182916</id><published>2010-08-24T13:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:05:26.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it Amazing???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Just when you think that maybe the whole Twilight thing is losing it's excitement factor for you, and the same old Rob posters on the wall are so familiar that they no longer elicit a reaction as you look at them, you fire up your computer, see a tweet about new pics and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/THOryLelQBI/AAAAAAAABgA/i0NxFFP9v1k/s1600/00a2kb3h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/THOryLelQBI/AAAAAAAABgA/i0NxFFP9v1k/s400/00a2kb3h.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Oh yeah!&amp;nbsp;You hear that?&amp;nbsp; That's it, right there.&amp;nbsp; That's the reaction I'd thought was gone!&amp;nbsp; The one that causes me to actually say it.&amp;nbsp; Out loud. "Ohhhhhh."&amp;nbsp; Followed of course by a furtive glance round to make sure that the kids aren't in hearing distance, because actually it sounded a bit pornographic.&amp;nbsp; Not that they'd know that of course, but still, it seems wrong, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I'm so happy.&amp;nbsp; My online Twilight life has changed a lot during the past few months.&amp;nbsp; It went from the blogs to Twitter and FanFic, to me writing my own FanFic and then to finding a special group of friends here.&amp;nbsp; Slowly things have changed.&amp;nbsp; My kids are only young, so the challenges change all of the time.&amp;nbsp; I seem to have less time now than I had when they were younger, which I struggle to understand!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Nibs said the other day that we'd lost our Twilight blogging mojo.&amp;nbsp; Believe me, it's not through want of trying, I spend a lot of my time still trying to think what I can write on here about, but I usually come up with a blank.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I don't feel pressure to entertain the masses here, which I think a lot of the bigger blogs have, I see us more as a little family, or community, which is why I don't panic to post for the sake of it,&amp;nbsp;even if it's been a few days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Oh, ok, time for another of these new pics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/THOuXbBzwfI/AAAAAAAABgI/bpRtQsiI4hI/s1600/00a2gt0g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/THOuXbBzwfI/AAAAAAAABgI/bpRtQsiI4hI/s320/00a2gt0g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Holy F...... who knew there were more of these pics knocking about that they hadn't released??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Anyway, so although I'm still around, I usually &lt;strike&gt;waste&lt;/strike&gt; spend my time on Twitter or writing for my fics.&amp;nbsp; If you haven't read them yet, you can find them over at ff.net under my profile here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2096001/GemmaH"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;GemmaH's profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Another set of fantastic fics that I'm loving (and may have mentioned before!) at the moment are linked below.&amp;nbsp; Becky is my ff enabler, and I know I can always go to her for a decent fic to read :o).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5926016/1/bA_b_bPound_b_of_bFlesh_b"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;A Pound of Flesh by Jaxon22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;PunkAssWard Mmmmm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5580563/1/Hide_In_Plain_Sight"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hide in Plain Sight by FangMom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of the first fics I reviewed for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twi-ficpromotions.blogspot.com/?zx=980f5d9dd944360a"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;TwiFic Promotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and still one of my faves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6007656/11/Dead_On_My_Feet"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Dead on my Feet by Cesca Marie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is one of the most heart-wrenching Edward characters I have read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5774933/1/The_Secret_Changes_within_Bella_Swan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;The Secret Changes Within Bella Swan by SwedenSara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is one that I just read this week.&amp;nbsp; There are so many things to relate to in this fic for me!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;As usual, if you read, please review.&amp;nbsp; Reviews mean more readers for writers; the more reviews a fic has, the more likely people are to read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/THO0PSXXaxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/IWUC50dJPW4/s1600/s640x480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/THO0PSXXaxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/IWUC50dJPW4/s320/s640x480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Aaaand...yep, another porn gasp.&amp;nbsp; Nice :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ok ho's, if you want to see the rest of these pics, you can find them over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://robpattinson.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-pictures-of-robs-shining-photoshoot.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Pattinson Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;, where I got these from :o).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Happy Tuesday! xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-3666628013340182916?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/3666628013340182916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=3666628013340182916&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3666628013340182916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3666628013340182916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/isnt-it-amazing.html' title='Isn&apos;t it Amazing???'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/THOryLelQBI/AAAAAAAABgA/i0NxFFP9v1k/s72-c/00a2kb3h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-1364619788211528220</id><published>2010-08-20T09:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T09:48:39.711+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, hey, it's the Friday Fun Five...sponsored by the Fabulous Bakin Nibbles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As Krusty so thoughtfully supplied "Hey, Hey" ho's. Ok so I wasn't fabulously bakin but I was fabulously cookin up a storm. I did roasted veggie soup a la Mary and Spicy veggie sausage bean bake...No I'm not a vegetarian but I am trying to stick to an eating plan and I like Quorn lol well onwards and upwards. Speaking of which the most excellent Mrs P (party on Mrs P) chose the bodacious Jayla to ask the Friday Fun Five and seeing as Mrs P forgot till Thursday evening (here in Blighty) Jayla was fantastic in coming up with these questions so quickly...I tip my cap to you Jayla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG1xRkhmFOI/AAAAAAAABVI/KcJtX32Jkyk/s1600/jayla.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507182466020283618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG1xRkhmFOI/AAAAAAAABVI/KcJtX32Jkyk/s400/jayla.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Er so here is Jayla...actually this is Jayla from America's Next Top Munters &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(a guilty pleasure of mine) &lt;/span&gt;and the other picture is of a Gelfling who apparently she resembles...anyway over to Jayla...um my comments will be in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red mmkay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you Mrs. P for choosing me – gosh I’m beyond flattered *blinks and looks around bashfully*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You were bumped from your flight to [fill in the blank], but the airline has promised to get you on the next flight out and upgrade your seat to first class. Low and behold you’re seated next to [fill in the blank] and s/he says [fill in the blank]??? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I say fill in the Nibbles hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG101n6rSLI/AAAAAAAABVQ/JKX4xerU1Vw/s1600/rob+on+plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507186383940962482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG101n6rSLI/AAAAAAAABVQ/JKX4xerU1Vw/s400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes that is Rob on a plane putting his pink sleeping bag in the overhead locker...I'm behind him (in disguise...obviously, so the ho's don't attack me) saying just put it over our laps, no one will know...honest...that's me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Your crotchety old boss calls you into her office and tells you that an “intern” will be shadowing you for a day. You are told you have to show them the ropes. It turns out that your intern is one of the Twilight men (Rob, Jackson, Kellan or Peter) researching a role. Who's your intern? What do you do? What's the first thing you show him how to do? (Fluffer is not an answer Nibbles!) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damn you woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG12IOpiK5I/AAAAAAAABVY/YxXj_6NteCs/s1600/hobbies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507187803087317906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG12IOpiK5I/AAAAAAAABVY/YxXj_6NteCs/s400/hobbies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love this so much, you can just imagine him browsing pages thinking, fuck, these women or preferably fuck this woman (sticks hand in air) I'd show him how to get on my facebook page and upload a picture of us snogging in front of my computer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Our beloved Twiclock is clicking towards completion. What Twi related thing would you like to do before the Mercedes Guardian turns back into a Chevy? (Go to Forks? Meet Rob? Whatever!) And why? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aw man Jayla, you're making me sad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG142T_O-FI/AAAAAAAABVg/S6fvNaojq8c/s1600/rob+tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507190793817749586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG142T_O-FI/AAAAAAAABVg/S6fvNaojq8c/s400/rob+tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah, that's it, I just want Rob to pretty much lick me all over with that big mutherhubbard of a tongue...that's my goal, aim high I say, aim high..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. What’s your astrological sign? (*bonus is your sign compatible with your Twicrush’s sign?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG17FpKDyxI/AAAAAAAABVo/2_Qfv7F4fII/s1600/taurus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507193256221592338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG17FpKDyxI/AAAAAAAABVo/2_Qfv7F4fII/s400/taurus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This kinda gives it away and it makes me a very happy fish too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Bad habits- we all have them, what’s your worst? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG1_NStOEXI/AAAAAAAABVw/5xuVtw90LsU/s1600/fart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507197785680515442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG1_NStOEXI/AAAAAAAABVw/5xuVtw90LsU/s400/fart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tee hee oh Charlie you porn stached devil you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Actually I can see this question bringing on another hair sticking debate pmsl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We will Jayla, great questions, I really can't wait to see some of the answers lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-1364619788211528220?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/1364619788211528220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=1364619788211528220&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1364619788211528220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1364619788211528220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-hey-its-friday-fun-fivesponsored-by.html' title='Hey, hey, it&apos;s the Friday Fun Five...sponsored by the Fabulous Bakin Nibbles...'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG1xRkhmFOI/AAAAAAAABVI/KcJtX32Jkyk/s72-c/jayla.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6233526725794233611</id><published>2010-08-19T13:23:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T14:57:44.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I've lost my mojo.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0nWcWOtQI/AAAAAAAABT4/mbYy77hmuiw/s1600/wda1264l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507101185864021250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0nWcWOtQI/AAAAAAAABT4/mbYy77hmuiw/s400/wda1264l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Maybe that should read Margaret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey folks, Nibbles here....well this morning I text Stan to say what's taken the place of the CFF on a thursday and she told me that nothing had. Then she went on to say that it made her sad that her Twilight inspiration had run dry! Now I'm not blading her up to everyone here because I gotta say it too...I feel my Twilight mojo has worn off.....is it because I haven't read the books in a while....watched the films in a while or just generally lost my mojo....hmm tis a puzzlement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't lost my Rob/Edward lust or lust for the other Cullens just I have no clue what to post about...traffic has been slow but that's our own faults because we meet up in other ways. Is this the end of Edbrella posting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah fuck it! I have been rather taken with the bunch of Twilight funnies I find on facebook. They crack me up and I'm sure none of the cast would be offended by them. So thanks to my hoor's on facefuck I bring you the lighter side of Twilight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0oaMRQRFI/AAAAAAAABUA/YeUAJI8-914/s1600/30857_124428824255638_100000655641570_172922_6134606_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507102349779289170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0oaMRQRFI/AAAAAAAABUA/YeUAJI8-914/s400/30857_124428824255638_100000655641570_172922_6134606_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jessica's dress was pretty tacky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0oqOmerQI/AAAAAAAABUI/agRFebbQ-y0/s1600/45029_143692135662640_100000655641570_251593_2297737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507102625283091714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0oqOmerQI/AAAAAAAABUI/agRFebbQ-y0/s400/45029_143692135662640_100000655641570_251593_2297737_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Even if this did happen I really still would not pick Mike lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0p4_r5jWI/AAAAAAAABUY/w2Jnv7CoO1s/s1600/facefuck2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507103978488958306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0p4_r5jWI/AAAAAAAABUY/w2Jnv7CoO1s/s400/facefuck2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Damn I hope you can read this one and the one below, I know it's small but its worth the effort...as Jake would say tee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0qTKtYFtI/AAAAAAAABUg/qSNRgu-Buhc/s1600/facefuck2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507104428124542674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0qTKtYFtI/AAAAAAAABUg/qSNRgu-Buhc/s400/facefuck2.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes I can imagine this would be the immature stuff a wolf boy would come out with LOL sorry Stanley.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0rJM0tTsI/AAAAAAAABUo/AGLB2SfcSDE/s1600/30857_124428817588972_100000655641570_172921_2310672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507105356405100226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0rJM0tTsI/AAAAAAAABUo/AGLB2SfcSDE/s400/30857_124428817588972_100000655641570_172921_2310672_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If only this were around when I was a teen, I totally would not have been so moody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0rj4wRvEI/AAAAAAAABUw/OJLuAjb9q80/s1600/30857_124428834255637_100000655641570_172925_2531215_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507105814874274882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0rj4wRvEI/AAAAAAAABUw/OJLuAjb9q80/s400/30857_124428834255637_100000655641570_172925_2531215_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PMSL....yeah she would get kind of annoying although the lottery info alone would make it worthwhile!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0r4pt0-uI/AAAAAAAABU4/3lsskDKFaH0/s1600/45029_143692138995973_100000655641570_251594_6769118_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507106171614722786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0r4pt0-uI/AAAAAAAABU4/3lsskDKFaH0/s400/45029_143692138995973_100000655641570_251594_6769118_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;These manga/cartoon drawings of the cast as animals was soooo cute I couldn't resist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0zFESH5dI/AAAAAAAABVA/MVLzZ3FZdFc/s1600/rocky+horror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507114081486104018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0zFESH5dI/AAAAAAAABVA/MVLzZ3FZdFc/s400/rocky+horror.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ah one of my very early obsessions...Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So what were your early obsessions? Are you still as obsessed with Twi things as you were before? Did you picture the Cullens as the animals in the manga cartoon? Have you seen my mojo? Anyone? Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6233526725794233611?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6233526725794233611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6233526725794233611&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6233526725794233611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6233526725794233611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-lost-my-mojo.html' title='I&apos;ve lost my mojo.....'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TG0nWcWOtQI/AAAAAAAABT4/mbYy77hmuiw/s72-c/wda1264l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5529982912638648880</id><published>2010-08-18T09:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:00:12.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini E goes on holiday and survives!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey ho ladies and ho's I have return-ed from my summer vacation/holiday/jollies or whatever the heck you wanna call it. Mini E attended, no luggage, he travels light. I like that in a man....just saying. When I went to Florida, mine and my husbands combined luggage weighed less than my Step sons!!!!!!! I know....unreal...anyhoo we had a fantabulous time, sitting on the beach, swimming in the lovely north sea (shudders at memory....actually once your body chilled enough to get used to it, it was ok) Can't wait to go to Clearwater again lol, warmer sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a pictoral illustration of mine and Mini E's hols....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq5v4NcTCI/AAAAAAAABRQ/KxN4a9RkzX0/s1600/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417726607608866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq5v4NcTCI/AAAAAAAABRQ/KxN4a9RkzX0/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; First he checked out the view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq6_pL9WoI/AAAAAAAABRY/_bwFeqdrDzA/s1600/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506419096964389506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq6_pL9WoI/AAAAAAAABRY/_bwFeqdrDzA/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and made sure we had parked the car correctly...he's so 50 at times...sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq7VV9kQQI/AAAAAAAABRg/r0CNggvukw4/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506419469760872706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq7VV9kQQI/AAAAAAAABRg/r0CNggvukw4/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The bed was adequate...I had to agree, when I got home I actually said hello to my bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq7rh4sEcI/AAAAAAAABRo/ulDxKh7A0pY/s1600/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506419850918760898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq7rh4sEcI/AAAAAAAABRo/ulDxKh7A0pY/s400/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; He lay out his beach towel, we put the wind break up so he could sparkle in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq-keJ2TmI/AAAAAAAABR4/3RdaPKp6h4k/s1600/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506423028192792162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq-keJ2TmI/AAAAAAAABR4/3RdaPKp6h4k/s400/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soaking up those rays made him extra happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq81xYDtlI/AAAAAAAABRw/R4O2omBO4fE/s1600/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506421126387185234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq81xYDtlI/AAAAAAAABRw/R4O2omBO4fE/s400/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So much so we had us a little rock breaking competition.....um he won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq_Gq-KhLI/AAAAAAAABSA/zuGz4bM3hGg/s1600/Picture+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506423615748998322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq_Gq-KhLI/AAAAAAAABSA/zuGz4bM3hGg/s400/Picture+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Body boarding was fun till the big waves caused him to wipe out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrAYgkQYmI/AAAAAAAABSI/z9E7qqX1jvY/s1600/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506425021705249378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrAYgkQYmI/AAAAAAAABSI/z9E7qqX1jvY/s400/Picture+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; But like a real trooper he got right back on, he was explaining to my boys how to surf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrBL4WQ08I/AAAAAAAABSQ/QjCqCLZjEpk/s1600/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506425904262337474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrBL4WQ08I/AAAAAAAABSQ/QjCqCLZjEpk/s400/Picture+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We did some exploring of rock pools but he insisted I not lean over too far in case I fell in. Be safe were the watch words of the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrB51_U_kI/AAAAAAAABSY/WTHBdORfLPg/s1600/Picture+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506426693903253058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrB51_U_kI/AAAAAAAABSY/WTHBdORfLPg/s400/Picture+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He did some sand castle stomping too...I think maybe the sun had got to hi&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrL9RuG1DI/AAAAAAAABTA/99LO8IBohrs/s1600/Picture+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506437748003099698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrL9RuG1DI/AAAAAAAABTA/99LO8IBohrs/s400/Picture+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So he went off for a paddle in the sea....don't go too far I warned of the currents.........................and the raisins too :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrNOlWljpI/AAAAAAAABTI/qgCbKM1RyfY/s1600/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506439144842563218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrNOlWljpI/AAAAAAAABTI/qgCbKM1RyfY/s400/Picture+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had to dive to save him from the quickly turning tide as he was distracted (me in my swimming cozzie can do that you know lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrCasJEpCI/AAAAAAAABSg/mktvGORXyAg/s1600/Picture+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506427258195452962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrCasJEpCI/AAAAAAAABSg/mktvGORXyAg/s400/Picture+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edward stared moodily out to sea...he thought we were coming on holiday alone to have some speshul time! Sometimes he forgets I'm married....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrDRb1ZCbI/AAAAAAAABSw/jwvioD1NTh0/s1600/Picture+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506428198710741426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrDRb1ZCbI/AAAAAAAABSw/jwvioD1NTh0/s400/Picture+171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So he tried to make me jealous by playing up to my also married friend Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrDRp1_CII/AAAAAAAABS4/IF_0QQ7ZWwU/s1600/Picture+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506428202471327874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrDRp1_CII/AAAAAAAABS4/IF_0QQ7ZWwU/s400/Picture+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though I did win his affections back by sharing my bag of french fries with him...um these french fries aren't french fries in the american sense they are in fact a brand of crisps or chips as they're known in the USA....wow it just gets more confusing...I think I will stop there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrPxmez0rI/AAAAAAAABTQ/xsajXx6aLAM/s1600/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506441945464165042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrPxmez0rI/AAAAAAAABTQ/xsajXx6aLAM/s400/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; We also found a mermaid that reminded me of Tigerlilly lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrPymeSZDI/AAAAAAAABTg/mU96rl8CCI0/s1600/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506441962641843250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrPymeSZDI/AAAAAAAABTg/mU96rl8CCI0/s400/Picture+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This was a t shirt in a zoo shop, I thought of Stan lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrPx8CdfFI/AAAAAAAABTY/0IEMma-bylo/s1600/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506441951250840658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrPx8CdfFI/AAAAAAAABTY/0IEMma-bylo/s400/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and my 12 yr old Tom whose birthday it was prepared for some serious body boarding bless him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing I finally received my long awaited signed Charlaine Harris Female Force comic that I won on Honolulu Girls Trueblood Twilight blog, so big shout out to her, we got there in the end huh girl! The awesome power of my email is awesomesauce indeed lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrUCTC8P7I/AAAAAAAABTo/r4hLxEInwNE/s1600/Photo0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506446630351290290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrUCTC8P7I/AAAAAAAABTo/r4hLxEInwNE/s400/Photo0491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't know if you can make it out but thats Charlaines signature squeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrUYN7_ohI/AAAAAAAABTw/w_IBI7Mwlms/s1600/Photo0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506447006937096722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGrUYN7_ohI/AAAAAAAABTw/w_IBI7Mwlms/s400/Photo0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; and this is the front cover....I'm so happy it finally arrived!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5529982912638648880?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5529982912638648880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5529982912638648880&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5529982912638648880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5529982912638648880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/mini-e-goes-on-holiday-and-survives.html' title='Mini E goes on holiday and survives!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TGq5v4NcTCI/AAAAAAAABRQ/KxN4a9RkzX0/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-1703056051318792943</id><published>2010-08-12T20:48:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T08:57:26.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FFF with Mrs P round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRREaaa3bI/AAAAAAAAAgc/BAG0MhwdOg8/s1600/bungee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lisa chose Mrs P as her winner this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Here we go..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; BODY,.aolmailheader     {font-size:10pt; color:black; font-family:Arial;} a.aolmailheader:link    {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:visited {color:magenta; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:active  {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:hover   {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What sport, if any, are you deathly afraid of watching or trying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                          &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRREaaa3bI/AAAAAAAAAgc/BAG0MhwdOg8/s1600/bungee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRREaaa3bI/AAAAAAAAAgc/BAG0MhwdOg8/s320/bungee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504613780805049778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; BODY,.aolmailheader     {font-size:10pt; color:black; font-family:Arial;} a.aolmailheader:link    {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:visited {color:magenta; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:active  {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:hover   {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How many times have you changed the color or your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                         &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRSVHTVbHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NFMqX49XwiY/s1600/GREEN_HAIR_op_399x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRSVHTVbHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NFMqX49XwiY/s320/GREEN_HAIR_op_399x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504615167244463218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so a good look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; BODY,.aolmailheader     {font-size:10pt; color:black; font-family:Arial;} a.aolmailheader:link    {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:visited {color:magenta; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:active  {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:hover   {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you are married, what was your wedding song?  If you aren't, then what song do you think is the most romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRWtt-RXrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dw_TWZ54GzA/s1600/kstewwedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRWtt-RXrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dw_TWZ54GzA/s320/kstewwedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504619987988471474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Awwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; BODY,.aolmailheader     {font-size:10pt; color:black; font-family:Arial;} a.aolmailheader:link    {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:visited {color:magenta; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:active  {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:hover   {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you plan to go to your high school reunion?  Why or why not? If you've gone  already, how did it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRWXz7vtOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vItNcC5CX3w/s1600/sttrinians5BIG1004_468x361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRWXz7vtOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vItNcC5CX3w/s320/sttrinians5BIG1004_468x361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504619611631367394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This is how all British school girls rock it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; BODY,.aolmailheader     {font-size:10pt; color:black; font-family:Arial;} a.aolmailheader:link    {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:visited {color:magenta; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:active  {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} a.aolmailheader:hover   {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; font-weight:normal;} &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tell me what part in Twilight (the original movie) that you would like to  play...excluding Edward and Bella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRXd0op_qI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Z_7j5fOtrwI/s1600/Barbie09Twilight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRXd0op_qI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Z_7j5fOtrwI/s320/Barbie09Twilight2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504620814410579618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                           &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd recreate the honeymoon scenes with these two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Over to you Ho's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-1703056051318792943?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/1703056051318792943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=1703056051318792943&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1703056051318792943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1703056051318792943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/fff-with-mrs-p-round-2.html' title='FFF with Mrs P round 2'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGRREaaa3bI/AAAAAAAAAgc/BAG0MhwdOg8/s72-c/bungee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5366241382246151186</id><published>2010-08-09T20:48:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T17:23:10.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>would you rather?</title><content type='html'>Game time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Ho's play along, you know you want to&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGBc7ZTiWeI/AAAAAAAAAgM/YuJ_xNIPsrs/s1600/rpatz.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGBc7ZTiWeI/AAAAAAAAAgM/YuJ_xNIPsrs/s320/rpatz.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503500920121612770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll play with you Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGBc73RUyNI/AAAAAAAAAgU/FEXPmkHHALE/s1600/3640255602_06b97d9fb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGBc73RUyNI/AAAAAAAAAgU/FEXPmkHHALE/s320/3640255602_06b97d9fb8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503500928165398738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will we Mary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just answer the question then set one of your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather face rape Jacksper or lick Kellans right nipple?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5366241382246151186?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5366241382246151186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5366241382246151186&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5366241382246151186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5366241382246151186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/would-you-rather.html' title='would you rather?'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGBc7ZTiWeI/AAAAAAAAAgM/YuJ_xNIPsrs/s72-c/rpatz.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-4611132904773829172</id><published>2010-08-09T16:23:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T16:21:51.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes! new photos at last</title><content type='html'>It's about bloody time he made an appearance and gave us some new pics to perve over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the teen choice awards for dragging him out into view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few of my faves, enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAegDilCuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hw3qWfrzBhM/s1600/teenchoice5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503432280701733602" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAegDilCuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hw3qWfrzBhM/s320/teenchoice5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefKFNC4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/TuR4wbag-1E/s1600/teenchoice1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefKFNC4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/TuR4wbag-1E/s1600/teenchoice1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;adorkable&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefKFNC4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/TuR4wbag-1E/s1600/teenchoice1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefKFNC4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/TuR4wbag-1E/s1600/teenchoice1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503432265277705090" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefKFNC4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/TuR4wbag-1E/s320/teenchoice1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 277px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefzdnwzI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6U40sewjNXo/s1600/teenchoice3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503432276385973042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefzdnwzI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6U40sewjNXo/s320/teenchoice3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 272px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefKFNC4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/TuR4wbag-1E/s1600/teenchoice1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAefKFNC4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/TuR4wbag-1E/s1600/teenchoice1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;looking all crumpled and schmexy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAeffQZi4I/AAAAAAAAAfk/9nCFyvZQIvg/s1600/teenchoce2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503432270961806210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAeffQZi4I/AAAAAAAAAfk/9nCFyvZQIvg/s320/teenchoce2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 274px;" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAef3BrHiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3nBiNWs57Rk/s1600/teenchoice4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503432277342494242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAef3BrHiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3nBiNWs57Rk/s320/teenchoice4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 228px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*speechless*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What award(s) would you give to Rob?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-4611132904773829172?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/4611132904773829172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=4611132904773829172&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4611132904773829172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4611132904773829172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-new-photos-at-last.html' title='Yes! new photos at last'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TGAegDilCuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hw3qWfrzBhM/s72-c/teenchoice5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-1462739820521354112</id><published>2010-08-06T10:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T10:36:06.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hello!&amp;nbsp; It's Friday again Ho's, where does the time go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Thank God that Mr Stan is working in the office today, his working from home really cramps my style - and steals my puter grrrr.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, over to Lisa from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://17foreverlisa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;17 Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for this week's questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, SV, for picking on me...I mean picking me as last week's FFF winner. In honor of my senility, welcome to FFF lite. No Googling required ;)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;1 - Who is the first person that you think about when you get up in the morning? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvWXSfANtI/AAAAAAAABf4/lBfSZdkdPzg/s1600/kellan-lutz-generation-kill-naked-tm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvWXSfANtI/AAAAAAAABf4/lBfSZdkdPzg/s400/kellan-lutz-generation-kill-naked-tm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Awww! Sssssh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2 - What is the wallpaper on your cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvR6GfPKbI/AAAAAAAABfg/hkrGmfF-ez4/s1600/pattinson-D-0912-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvR6GfPKbI/AAAAAAAABfg/hkrGmfF-ez4/s400/pattinson-D-0912-10.jpg" width="361" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;This is mine ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - How would you describe the most romantic night of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvSr-Pi1TI/AAAAAAAABfo/ZQBzbGJW1XA/s1600/mushrav.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvSr-Pi1TI/AAAAAAAABfo/ZQBzbGJW1XA/s320/mushrav.bmp" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Yep, def no mushroom ravioli calibre nights for me *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - What song always makes you happy when you hear it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr5-9CMA3tY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr5-9CMA3tY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;No explanation needed, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - You are starring in a porn movie. Who do you want cast as your costar, and what is the title of the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvV67ysP3I/AAAAAAAABfw/djYSs0tTUmU/s1600/rmp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvV67ysP3I/AAAAAAAABfw/djYSs0tTUmU/s400/rmp2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hmm, he looks like he might have all the necessary, uh, credentials.&amp;nbsp; Excellent work &lt;a href="http://robmaniporn.blogspot.com/"&gt;RobManiPorn&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;ladies :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Friday, Twi-Hos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Thanks Lisa, I can't wait to read the answers :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-1462739820521354112?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/1462739820521354112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=1462739820521354112&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1462739820521354112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1462739820521354112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-fun-five.html' title='Friday Fun Five!!!'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFvWXSfANtI/AAAAAAAABf4/lBfSZdkdPzg/s72-c/kellan-lutz-generation-kill-naked-tm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6987582338804827315</id><published>2010-08-05T12:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:55:37.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Er....Technical Difficulties</title><content type='html'>Having some trouble with my post...I'll get it up soon. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a PICNIC error. Just sayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TwiWeasel~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6987582338804827315?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6987582338804827315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6987582338804827315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6987582338804827315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6987582338804827315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/ertechnical-difficulties.html' title='Er....Technical Difficulties'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-8195779736163775801</id><published>2010-08-04T19:19:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T13:15:02.391+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Joan Jett &amp; the Hos!</title><content type='html'>My journey began on Saturday morning with me running about 15 minutes late. As usual. And I couldn't even blame it on the kids this time. *sigh* So, I stopped by my work before I left town to swipe a Diet Pepsi for Lisa's new Koozie (because I'm too cheap to just stop at the gas station and get one) and then I was on my way. I met up with TigerlilyRose at MamaLily's house, where she was dumping her children for the weekend, and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me just throw something out here...It's been a looooooooong time since I've been in a vehicle that TLR was driving, and I've forgotten how freaking scary that shit is! I think I did a good job of not letting it show that I was afraid for my life...Love you, TLR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhore...we stopped at a gas station called the Flying J for a potty break, and we looked around for a photo op for Mrs. P. We found it on some dude's motorcycle. TLR said she was glad to have me along to just go up and ask complete strangers if we can take a picture of their shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MrsPMotorcycle.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Vroom" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/MrsPMotorcycle.jpg" width="315" height="509" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the road again, and we were looking for the sign that Mr. TLR said "you can't miss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0488.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 399px" border="0" alt="Sign you can't miss" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/DSCN0488.jpg" width="678" height="531" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we proved him wrong. In our defense, we were looking for a sign right next to the road we were driving on, not waaaaaaaaay the fuck to our left! After a little joy riding and a few turn arounds, we finally made it to the Hotel/Casino. Luck was on our side, and our room was ready early, so we just trotted our fine asses up to room 211 and proceeded to string our shit all over the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't there too long before we got a call from Lisa telling us that "Elvis is in the building." TLR set up the video camera and she caught our meeting. (Man, I hope she doesn't post that shit on her blog!) We hung out for a while discussing all of our bloggy friends, before we decided to go get something to eat at the restaurant there in the hotel (which was...unimpressive imo). We then headed down to the casino for a while before the concert. Lisa *snicker* I know it's not funny....oh, who am I kidding, it's totally funny...every time we went to the casino, both TLR and I got carded, but they waved Lisa right through. We even told the guy, "Dude! You can't card just two in a group of three! It's just rude." Sorry, Lisa. You had to know I'd bring that up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After handing our money over the the casino, we headed back to the room to don our fuckawesome shirts that I had made special for this little shindig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=the3hos.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="The 3 hos" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/the3hos.jpg" width="503" height="324" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed out to the show, where we had our priorities straight and got our drinks before bothering to find somewhere to sit. We were surrounded by lots of very nice people who were more than happy to take pictures of us in our various states of drunkeness throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kellypenny.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Kelly &amp;amp;amp; Penny &amp;amp;amp; Hos" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/kellypenny.jpg" width="479" height="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly, Me, TigerlilyRose, Penny and Lisa...can you tell we'd been drinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and TLR spent lots of time tweeting (as you know, I don't do the twitter thing) and sharing the responses with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bitee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Bite E" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/bitee.jpg" width="494" height="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW...my teeth are fine, Living with Edward, thanks for the warning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kissp.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Kiss P" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/kissp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mrs. P, you are an awesome kisser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa tried valiantly to give me her Mini E...but I protested. Mr. TW would probably have a coronary if I brought him home, so we made TigerlilyRose take him. Sometime throughout the night though, Mini E found a new home. She'd better take good care of him! *sniff* (I was gonna put in a pic, but you'll see it on TLR's blog. I'm just being lazy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Lisa and TLR couldn't believe that I popped my Port-a-potty cherry that night. Really. I'd never been in a Port-a-potty before. It's not nearly as bad as I had expected! I mean, I don't want to spend any more time in there than I absolutely have to, but, it's waaaaaaay better than a real outhouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert itself was fucking awesome!! The opening band (I can't remember their name, but it had "wood" in it...Woodhouse, maybe?) was very good, and their bass player was wearing a beanie which had Lisa all in a dither. (Again, you can see the pic on TLR's blog. I'm having some trouble with a few pix...I told you, it's a PICNIC error!) I zoomed in close on him and took a picture, which cooled her jets a little...since he didn't look anything like another beanie wearing guitar player we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Joan finally came on stage it was like WOOOOOOOO FUCKING HOOOOOOOOOOOO! Very cool. TLR and I snuck down and got pretty close and took some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JoanJett2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Joan Jett 2" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/JoanJett2.jpg" width="471" height="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the best of the pix, but again, I'm having some trouble. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, we stood, danced, sang and drank throughout the whole concert. There was a bit in the middle where we sat through a couple of songs, but the rest of the time was sheer party!! Hell, I had no idea I knew that many Joan Jett songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, we made our way back up to our room. It's really fucking handy to be staying in the hotel where the concert is. No driving is needed and there's no one making faces at you as you stumble drunkenly through the lobby, because there's a couple thousand of you doing it at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, some chick was admiring our shirts and said she was "sooooo jealous," but then she rips aside her shirt to show us Joan Jett's fucking autograph on her tank top! And she's jealous of us?! She said that Joan signed one tit, squeezed the other and gave her a kiss on the cheek! I thought about killing her for a brief moment...but it passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at our room, we decided that we were going to pay-per-view "The Runaways." But we couldn't find it. Damn. We settled for watching New Moon...again. Well, we dozed off and on through it anyway. I think that was the best sleep I got all night, because once the lights were off and I was &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to go to sleep...nothing. I laid there and thought and thought and thought and thought and thought and....well you get the picture. I didn't sleep well. So add "fucking tired" to a "hangover" in the morning, throw in the fact that I'm not 18 anymore, and I'm pretty sure you get "shit warmed over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was soooooo worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a little breakfast the next morning with a follow-up of handing our money to the casino (where Lisa didn't get carded...again), took a few more pictures and then we were on our way back home. (Where we got turned around when we stopped for gas and lost an hour, but it was quality time spent with my best friend, so it's all good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Nextmorning.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="The Morning After" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt291/danielledjones/Nextmorning.jpg" width="445" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning after...Mrs. P...what's that all over your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check out Lisa and TigerlilyRose's versions of this totes awesomesauce weekend, check out their blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://17foreverlisa.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://17foreverlisa.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tigerlilystirade.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tigerlilystirade.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TwiWeasel Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-8195779736163775801?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/8195779736163775801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=8195779736163775801&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8195779736163775801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8195779736163775801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/joan-jett-hos.html' title='Joan Jett &amp; the Hos!'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5802837279967178910</id><published>2010-08-03T20:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:34:39.298+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The best medicine ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhuraRLbuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/v2cWbrFctNk/s1600/jaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFht6x9ZivI/AAAAAAAAAfM/zKm69ZCW9g4/s1600/nipple.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhtTyuQpjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/YkzpWoKlAnA/s1600/wetrob.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhtTrpHSKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/QtL213La_Ns/s1600/doubledenim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Ho's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a stinking cold and I decided to cheer myself up in the best way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Googling Rob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhtTyuQpjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/YkzpWoKlAnA/s1600/wetrob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhtTyuQpjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/YkzpWoKlAnA/s320/wetrob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267131633804850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhtTrpHSKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/QtL213La_Ns/s1600/doubledenim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhtTrpHSKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/QtL213La_Ns/s320/doubledenim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267129733171362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFht6x9ZivI/AAAAAAAAAfM/zKm69ZCW9g4/s1600/nipple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFht6x9ZivI/AAAAAAAAAfM/zKm69ZCW9g4/s320/nipple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267801443764978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              Helloooooo nipple!&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhuraRLbuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/v2cWbrFctNk/s1600/jaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhuraRLbuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/v2cWbrFctNk/s320/jaw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501268636897865442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       jaw pornolicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Rob could come and look after me :( Mr Mary keeps asking if I need something warm inside me. it's not helpful, and I will hurt him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and snotty snogs&lt;br /&gt;Mary xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5802837279967178910?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5802837279967178910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5802837279967178910&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5802837279967178910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5802837279967178910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-medicine-ever.html' title='The best medicine ever'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TFhtTyuQpjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/YkzpWoKlAnA/s72-c/wetrob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-9104934037664571342</id><published>2010-08-02T09:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:25:54.948+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimpsten &amp; Mini-E's holiday snaps :o)</title><content type='html'>Hello Ho's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it feels like a loooong time since I sat and wrote a post.&amp;nbsp; Actually, I know that it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a long time.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to my fellow Edbrella ladies for keeping things ticking over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I actually had a genuine reason for not being around, I went on holiday to my favourite part of the UK - Cornwall.&amp;nbsp; We stayed a full week in a tent, but sadly it was nothing like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ9UKnznUI/AAAAAAAABeE/A2eM39N9e-M/s1600/tent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ9UKnznUI/AAAAAAAABeE/A2eM39N9e-M/s400/tent.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or even like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ9kjYfxWI/AAAAAAAABeM/JJNnZsZDK3c/s1600/MrsP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ9kjYfxWI/AAAAAAAABeM/JJNnZsZDK3c/s400/MrsP.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I did take a certain trio who are already accustomed to camping, with me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ97G0FHlI/AAAAAAAABeU/mQL3e9S1mHc/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ97G0FHlI/AAAAAAAABeU/mQL3e9S1mHc/s400/011.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, here are our holiday pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ-TPlOlnI/AAAAAAAABec/oDrGdeLmfyA/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ-TPlOlnI/AAAAAAAABec/oDrGdeLmfyA/s400/061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's always someone sitting in my deckchair when I get to it. Grrrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ-r3dImHI/AAAAAAAABek/kfKiyyVDvjs/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ-r3dImHI/AAAAAAAABek/kfKiyyVDvjs/s400/062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ-4wM0N1I/AAAAAAAABes/YkfYfaN6x98/s1600/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ-4wM0N1I/AAAAAAAABes/YkfYfaN6x98/s400/063.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ-_w0QJkI/AAAAAAAABe0/us-DiTWKQwU/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ-_w0QJkI/AAAAAAAABe0/us-DiTWKQwU/s400/064.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chimpsten relives the horrors of cliff-diving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ_MDDNHrI/AAAAAAAABe8/U6E7WRTfvVs/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ_MDDNHrI/AAAAAAAABe8/U6E7WRTfvVs/s400/066.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What do you mean, Lisa told you to do it???!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ_gXAipyI/AAAAAAAABfE/_JKop7LCAYY/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ_gXAipyI/AAAAAAAABfE/_JKop7LCAYY/s400/072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The island in the sea reminds the lovebirds of happy times on Isle Esme....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ_0tdVFoI/AAAAAAAABfM/J6sHyetsvW4/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ_0tdVFoI/AAAAAAAABfM/J6sHyetsvW4/s400/028.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ_-bAJGfI/AAAAAAAABfU/Pv9soluhFZM/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ_-bAJGfI/AAAAAAAABfU/Pv9soluhFZM/s400/073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh dear....poor Jake :o(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, I gotta go, demanding kids and all that.&amp;nbsp; I hope you like Chimpsten's t-shirt, it was custom made for her by &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/red_bella"&gt;Red Bella&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Chimpsten's recent trip to stay with her.&amp;nbsp; I'll post full wardrobe pics up soon :o).&amp;nbsp; Chimpers also keeps nagging me about wanting to do some Eclipse scenes for you guys - any requests??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Take care! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-9104934037664571342?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/9104934037664571342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=9104934037664571342&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/9104934037664571342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/9104934037664571342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/08/chimpsten-mini-es-holiday-snaps-o.html' title='Chimpsten &amp; Mini-E&apos;s holiday snaps :o)'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TFZ9UKnznUI/AAAAAAAABeE/A2eM39N9e-M/s72-c/tent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3256037247754302872</id><published>2010-07-30T08:49:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:09:43.829+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday, holiday, holiday time...oh that's tomorrow, sorry its the FFF instead!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, luvverly ho's, it's Friday again and time for the FFF. Moxie has chosen Starlitviolets as last weeks winner so I shall hand over to her momentarily. I go off on my jollies tomorrow for 2 weeks so I will check in via the twi group on my mobile but I won't be able to do much else. Damn, won't it be quiet without me?! Anyhoore as i usually do I look for pictures that represent the winner or winners name, Starlitviolets was quite hard....it kept giving me pictures of nail polish and lip gloss lol but I persevered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKHRb2RpTI/AAAAAAAABQQ/U-mj55qgiec/s1600/star+litviolet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499606828575728946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKHRb2RpTI/AAAAAAAABQQ/U-mj55qgiec/s400/star+litviolet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Starlitviolets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I guess cos it's all violet and emo looking I was drawn to it, it's kinda cute too, I admit it I love anime and manga...so sue me lol. Right over to SLV, my comments will be in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 3, bitches! For some odd reason, I've now been chosen for a three-peat, and I couldn't be more excited! Thanks, Mox! So gear up those dirty little minds of yours and tell me what I want to know... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes Miss, blimey, has she been getting lessons from 50?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKVoWQFKLI/AAAAAAAABRI/H6UxkfrYM9c/s1600/50+lisa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499622615373129906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKVoWQFKLI/AAAAAAAABRI/H6UxkfrYM9c/s400/50+lisa.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couldn't resist captioning this one for Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you believe in ghosts? If yes, have you ever had any ghostly encounters? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whoooOOOOooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499609787868934706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKJ9sEwcjI/AAAAAAAABQg/stReRtVMHPw/s400/6326-sleeping-with-ghosts.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ghostbusters was never like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you could exist during a past time period, when would it be? Why? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I always said I was born too late, mind you if I'd have lived as an adult in that time period I'd probably be dead now and miss all this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499613647774153970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKNeXV3_PI/AAAAAAAABQo/UPPfyxyeQhk/s400/living_in_the_past_333905.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt; 3. Have you ever dreamed something that actually came true? What was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKPRxhkZkI/AAAAAAAABQw/q2lsIiEgQO4/s1600/dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499615630487479874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKPRxhkZkI/AAAAAAAABQw/q2lsIiEgQO4/s400/dream.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think we've all had some kinda dream involving him or another Cullen lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Will the world end in 2012?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499616527349598866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKQF-mKSpI/AAAAAAAABQ4/X9bunCp0cPQ/s400/Dec2012jpg_sized.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I bloody hope it doesn't cos I wanna come back to Florida in 2012, I will be severely pissed off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are we the only sentient beings in our universe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKSZ80_P1I/AAAAAAAABRA/VqeNyJ1CyYg/s1600/27-alienize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499619069495557970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKSZ80_P1I/AAAAAAAABRA/VqeNyJ1CyYg/s400/27-alienize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I always had a feeling about Tom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wow SLV, major questions!!! Thinking caps ladies, SLV can you pick the winner over the weekend and email the name to Stan please, you can also post it on the blog too if you want. I can't believe I will miss 2 FFF's, I can't stand it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-3256037247754302872?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/3256037247754302872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=3256037247754302872&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3256037247754302872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3256037247754302872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/holiday-holiday-holiday-timeoh-thats.html' title='Holiday, holiday, holiday time...oh that&apos;s tomorrow, sorry its the FFF instead!!!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TFKHRb2RpTI/AAAAAAAABQQ/U-mj55qgiec/s72-c/star+litviolet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6990459060245337832</id><published>2010-07-27T10:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:28:18.174+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Edbrella Office Party or how we all went to see Eclipse together!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a dark and stormy night...actually it was quite a sunny, warm day and as I set off LATE, thanks to my ever punctual sis in law I thought I'd make good time, then I missed the junction on the motorway and it all went a bit pete tong from there. Becky was coping with a throwing up child and traffic, I was just coping with traffic and stupid directions....grrrr but we all made it. Me first to Mary's, then Stan and then we met Becky at Frankie and Benny's the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2gFLhjyKI/AAAAAAAABO4/i9xPoBTriCc/s1600/SDC12009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498226730942580898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2gFLhjyKI/AAAAAAAABO4/i9xPoBTriCc/s400/SDC12009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mary and Stan,see they look happy to see me (Nibbles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498227789770872674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2hCz95V2I/AAAAAAAABPA/OlZSOolGD5o/s400/SDC12008.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The mini E's meet each other and are so glad that they can gang up on Jacob!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498228201291407266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2haxACX6I/AAAAAAAABPI/i8B-Y6qhD7U/s400/SDC12010.JPG" /&gt; While Stan reads her vamp magazine the E's pounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498233163642725746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2l7nMyZXI/AAAAAAAABPo/JHlkRu2r8Cg/s400/SDC12013.JPG" /&gt; However as (L-R)Chimpsten, Jacob in wolf form and the other Jacob arrive the E's decide they are on precarious ground!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2kcB7kCUI/AAAAAAAABPg/-s44FRMv0ac/s1600/SDC12014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498231521550797122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2kcB7kCUI/AAAAAAAABPg/-s44FRMv0ac/s400/SDC12014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mini E and Chimpsten re-enact a scene from Twilight for the others enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2oy8nLP9I/AAAAAAAABPw/FPrXv3ZpT7M/s1600/SDC12015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498236313306611666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2oy8nLP9I/AAAAAAAABPw/FPrXv3ZpT7M/s400/SDC12015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The E's were not impressed by the True Blood dvd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2pdZcXOgI/AAAAAAAABP4/Bifjz6kcxBk/s1600/SDC12016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498237042600393218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2pdZcXOgI/AAAAAAAABP4/Bifjz6kcxBk/s400/SDC12016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh what can I say, a rose between 2 thorns...sigh...I really only wanted Edward but yanno, I had a bag handy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2qZtD1UKI/AAAAAAAABQA/QXu8D5RhPkQ/s1600/SDC12019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498238078658367650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2qZtD1UKI/AAAAAAAABQA/QXu8D5RhPkQ/s400/SDC12019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us all at Frankie and Benny's-I look like I've been on holiday...the waitress was very kind and didn't bat an eyelid at us playing with the E's and other characters lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2qxmn_YmI/AAAAAAAABQI/nO2yrrw--Ec/s1600/SDC12022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498238489247834722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2qxmn_YmI/AAAAAAAABQI/nO2yrrw--Ec/s400/SDC12022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chimpsten couldn't control herself and jumped on E, but Jake got jealous phased into wolf form and jumped on chimpsten...we left hurriedly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right so off we went to the film and what a fantastic time, I'm doing this review cobbled from emails, the actual messenger chat we had has been lost...oops, our bad &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Stan: Do we want to start our discussion? (She asks, already dreading the cutting, pasting and colour changing on the blog ;o) ). Ok, how shall we do this? Best bits first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mary: Best bits, I'll probably forget most of them until someone reminds me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward - end of! He was perfect. I loved everything about him. Angry Edward is so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella and Edward kissing is my porn, it's all I need ;) The leg hitch was fanfuckingtastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper OMFG I fell in love with him. I never even noticed the shiteous wig! Loved him in his uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmett SCORE in the white vest, then he got wet, I nearly combusted. Cue lots of seat wiggling. Then at the end he wore something tight and black OMFG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the practice fight bits, so cute when Alice dropped from the tree and kissed Jasper&lt;br /&gt;The real fight scene was amazing. The wolves look even better than they did in New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tent scene rocked cocks. I loved the dialogue between Edward and Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole film was orgasmic and I can't wait to see it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nibbles: are we discussing it via email or are we gonna get together on messenger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I always said twilight was my favourite film and always would be but I reckon eclipse is probably the best of the 3. Certainly way better than new moon. They really fucked up on that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eclipse just was the dogs nuts. I loved Edward all over again! Yum angry eddie is sooo good. Jaspers southern drawl and him in uniform distracted me from the dead animal they used as his wig. He was so amazingly sexy nom nom nom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The wolves were fucking amazing so real! Much much better than NM. Every fight scene I was going yes yes whoo lol just fantastic. Kellan was funnier in fact the humour was better, the acting was better, the whole film was just better except for wigs and wardrobe. oh and Victoria was ok but was too doe eyed and fragile looking. Not enough of an evil bitch for me. Rob was breath taking, beyond words even Tay did a lot better and the tent scene was brilliantly done. can't wait to see it again on friday whoo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Becky: PMSL.I think Nikki just about covered it for me!!I really need to see it again, I'm sure there are bits i've forgotten! I also love the bit in the fight scene where Esme hold the vamp for Carlisle to knock its head off! Jasper *sigh* oh that voice....Edward was just.... there are no words, lol.I also like a bit of Embry! (i dont care how old he is!)Its def my fav film so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nibbles: Embry....really?? I don't get that at all lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Stan: Ok, I had to pick a new title for this email thread, because my emails are notoriously disorganised, and searching for 'Eclipse' brought up enough emails for me to still have to search for the last one we started! So, we've talked about best bits, except for me lol. Ok my fave bits? Erm any scene with a Cullen man or Jake in I think. Does that about cover it? Oh, and Riley too! Oh, and I'm with Becky, I'd totally let Embry have a go if he asked nicely. Or just didn;t push me off, whatever. I was a bit disappointed with Bella &amp;amp; Jake's kiss, I didn't feel it as much as in the book, but then that could be because Nikki announced to me that she saw his tongue, and then I was swearing because I missed it, and was concentrating far too hard on trying to see it again to just be swept away in the moment ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nibbles: Yeah but did you see how his nose squished on her cheek, it was like it was made of silly putty or something....just sayin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mary: He deffo slipped her the tongue, cheeky little pup ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Right well its not quite the same banter as the messenger reviews but no matter lol, we had a great time. I think I upset Stan when I mentioned how Jacobs nose splatted across the Stewl's face when he kissed her, he really can't help that nose but the wee doggy does have a great bod. I have to give him that even though Rob as Edward was just fucking stunning and I squirmed...a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just have to say it was lovely meeting you all, we all got on brilliantly and I proved that I really am hyper verbal in person too. I've since been to visit Mary again as she is closest to me and we had a good natter and a giggle over True Blood another thing we have in common-Nibbles xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6990459060245337832?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6990459060245337832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6990459060245337832&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6990459060245337832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6990459060245337832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/edbrella-office-party-or-how-we-all.html' title='Edbrella Office Party or how we all went to see Eclipse together!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2gFLhjyKI/AAAAAAAABO4/i9xPoBTriCc/s72-c/SDC12009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3382766793578578285</id><published>2010-07-26T14:43:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T15:41:14.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just another manip monday, wish it was sunday, cos that's my fun day, no it isn't because my mum visits and we don't get on day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah yes, monday, monday, again I'm late with the post but it's because Sundays are so fraught for me that Mondays have become a day of rest for me lol sooooooooo because I have no good idea's today as such I'm just throwing manips and some other stuff I like at the blog today, tomorrow hopefully will be the Edbrella Eclipse party and review...so come back y'all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thank the ho's at Robmaniporn and the ho's that hang out on Facebook whose pictures I plunder regularly, thank you Black Hale, Dickmatized and you others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498213865619218210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2UYUdcXyI/AAAAAAAABNw/sIbhiYZ-QWk/s400/1stdate.bmp" /&gt; Oh I wish you did young man lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498214249794224338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2Uurn5wNI/AAAAAAAABN4/wTM9d62UsNA/s400/police.bmp" /&gt; Damn cops...just won't give me a break on this lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2VHDLFiVI/AAAAAAAABOA/YWD5wRLD5ac/s1600/poster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498214668432673106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2VHDLFiVI/AAAAAAAABOA/YWD5wRLD5ac/s400/poster.bmp" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking of cops, I would totally love a movie partnership like this hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2VxF9CIQI/AAAAAAAABOI/iJRcUjk1rTI/s1600/34122_138471572834176_100000140016696_406363_7810186_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498215390733541634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2VxF9CIQI/AAAAAAAABOI/iJRcUjk1rTI/s400/34122_138471572834176_100000140016696_406363_7810186_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am drooling at the prospect of a Cullen Card, why can't we have a credit/debit card with Rob's/Edward's face on it. I would totally get one lol...I would be flashing it all the time...and the card...yeah, yeah, you knew that was coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498220901573849618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2ax3bv8hI/AAAAAAAABOQ/uc0PpE61Rz0/s400/can%27t+sit+with+us.bmp" /&gt; ROFL...and so the other 3 films were never made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498221245691586482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2bF5Xz57I/AAAAAAAABOY/2jZ_bTJ-gko/s400/gingey.bmp" /&gt; Lmao I had to put this on it just tickles the hell out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2deyeLyxI/AAAAAAAABOg/B0Kkv82TcG8/s1600/37552_411250316989_87799001989_5258077_8269964_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498223872359254802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2deyeLyxI/AAAAAAAABOg/B0Kkv82TcG8/s400/37552_411250316989_87799001989_5258077_8269964_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other E in my life...I really wish he would try that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2dz5BY59I/AAAAAAAABOw/YmurM5KRMNk/s1600/37735_1484179417791_1033041318_1394724_6327389_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498224234894780370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2dz5BY59I/AAAAAAAABOw/YmurM5KRMNk/s400/37735_1484179417791_1033041318_1394724_6327389_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and finally...we will Eric, we will...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-3382766793578578285?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/3382766793578578285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=3382766793578578285&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3382766793578578285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3382766793578578285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-just-another-manip-monday-wish-it.html' title='Its just another manip monday, wish it was sunday, cos that&apos;s my fun day, no it isn&apos;t because my mum visits and we don&apos;t get on day!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TE2UYUdcXyI/AAAAAAAABNw/sIbhiYZ-QWk/s72-c/1stdate.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-8597616775879020254</id><published>2010-07-23T10:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T10:55:25.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five with Moxie-Somehow the thought of doing this one scared me more than anyone elses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok it's Friday, it's 5.15, it's time for Crackerjack (er for you damn yankees Crackerjack was a childrens tv show in the 70's I think, maybe early 80's I dunno anymore) er friday fun five. Although the woman who's asking the questions could possibly be a crackerjack I don't know, I don't care as long as she's not a crack jacker......drum roll.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgfc7pQQOI/AAAAAAAABMg/V6v2mo5qooc/s1600/moxie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496677927113212130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgfc7pQQOI/AAAAAAAABMg/V6v2mo5qooc/s400/moxie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't have her....but if you give me money I'll tell you where she is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hello Ladies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. P informed me that she chose me as winner (or last person who hasn't contributed) of the Friday Fun Five. Well, I'm pretty sure every question has already been asked in previous Friday Fun Fives, so these are all I could come up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How do you feel about abortion? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taking the 5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Your thoughts on capital punishment? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Do you think gay marriage should be legal? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Should women be allowed to become catholic priests &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Absolutely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Evolution or Creationism...why? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Both...cos I'm like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgh4F2BLNI/AAAAAAAABMo/lBbLuDdBeEY/s1600/Fuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496680592730827986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgh4F2BLNI/AAAAAAAABMo/lBbLuDdBeEY/s400/Fuck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;These questions are haaaaard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these questions too controversial? Maybe these are more suited for the Friday Fun Five:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you sometimes drink beer, wine or other alcoholic beverages? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever felt you should cut down on your drinking? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes..no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you ever felt bad or guilty about your drinking? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have people annoyed you by criticizing your drinking? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, I like everyone when I'm drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Have you ever had a drink first thing in the morning to steady your nerves or to get rid of a hangover? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You have obviously never been on a 3 day bender at a rock concert with the Wildhearts....Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEg4V-GA1rI/AAAAAAAABNg/IytyOoa1USk/s1600/drinking.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496705295302317746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEg4V-GA1rI/AAAAAAAABNg/IytyOoa1USk/s400/drinking.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yae verily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmmm...the alcoholics might not appreciate those. How about these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Every couple argues, but when did you last fight and how did you feel afterwards? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me and the hubs very rarely argue let alone fight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2)You're on a girly night, he's out with the boys, your night ends first what does he do when you call him? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um he's at home with the kids lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Your man sends a beautiful bouquet of flowers to your work, why did he make such a big romantic gesture? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cos he luuurves me...sorry Mox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Suspicious or not, have you ever read his texts or emails....be honest now. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All the time lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Your perfect Saturday night as a couple would be...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goin up the curry house, having a big, bostin bhuna, loads of beer then a great big shag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine! That was a Cosmo quiz. Sheesh this is hard! Ok...here is my best shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh great, I wasn't supposed to answer those...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEglbGJPZAI/AAAAAAAABMw/2DkcHEy54tY/s1600/damn+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496684492641756162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEglbGJPZAI/AAAAAAAABMw/2DkcHEy54tY/s400/damn+you.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1) Admit it, if Kristen Stewart weren't in the Twilight movies you would find her incredibly annoying. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEg4uYgcVhI/AAAAAAAABNo/_-26d9Qsld0/s1600/bella+swan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496705714709354002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEg4uYgcVhI/AAAAAAAABNo/_-26d9Qsld0/s400/bella+swan.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muahahahahahaaaaaaa....sorry Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The person you're talking to has an enormous booger in their nose do you tell them or ignore it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgpIMbYspI/AAAAAAAABNA/Sfl8rnAzm-s/s1600/nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496688565957472914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgpIMbYspI/AAAAAAAABNA/Sfl8rnAzm-s/s400/nose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um excuse me, there's something on your, you got it, oh no you haven't, um nevermind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Does size matter?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgqfnpyRcI/AAAAAAAABNI/HxkP4Qur2LU/s1600/size.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496690067914245570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgqfnpyRcI/AAAAAAAABNI/HxkP4Qur2LU/s400/size.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's my t shirt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4) Do you have any bizarre habits or rituals? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgsZVSwDSI/AAAAAAAABNQ/I2dFYPJjSJ0/s1600/bizarre+habits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496692158929833250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgsZVSwDSI/AAAAAAAABNQ/I2dFYPJjSJ0/s400/bizarre+habits.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry...my mistake...lol...I like the vicar...just sayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5) Where do you see yourself in 5 years?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgtOVc8KxI/AAAAAAAABNY/TmjNC8VseWU/s1600/4some.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496693069505637138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgtOVc8KxI/AAAAAAAABNY/TmjNC8VseWU/s400/4some.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hopefully it won't take me 5 years yanno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I understand my questions are rather lame so feel free to use any of the questions I have suggested and in any order for the Friday Fun Five.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Julie (mmMoxie)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not lame at all Moxie, I really enjoyed finding the pictures and generally fucking about...I cannot WAIT to see some of these answers.....(big grin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-8597616775879020254?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/8597616775879020254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=8597616775879020254&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8597616775879020254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/8597616775879020254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/friday-fun-five-with-moxie-somehow.html' title='Friday Fun Five with Moxie-Somehow the thought of doing this one scared me more than anyone elses'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgfc7pQQOI/AAAAAAAABMg/V6v2mo5qooc/s72-c/moxie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-669408063711798440</id><published>2010-07-22T09:51:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:23:36.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CFF-I didn't forget this week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgMbC7NlQI/AAAAAAAABMI/sLrdFTuA7Rs/s1600/RobertPattinsonFeb2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496657003986916610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgMbC7NlQI/AAAAAAAABMI/sLrdFTuA7Rs/s400/RobertPattinsonFeb2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd watched him at the party, girls throwing themselves at him, crowding round him, getting their pictures taken. Who knew I was only one person away from knowing Robert Pattinson....small world indeed. When my friend Rosie invited me to her party she did mention that she had asked some of the actors to come but she didn't say who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'd walked in I'd frozen, completely and utterly...whispering from the side of my mouth I'd gabbled "Rosie, Robert, here, how, you bitch, I need to go, OMG he's so gorgeous, even with the scruffy beard"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bitch friend had just laughed at me..."Kris, cool it, don't go fangirl squee on me, it's embarrassing enough with the rest of my friends doing it. He's mortified, poor guy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'd been cool, I hadn't even spoken to him, just occasionally stared. The first time he looked at me I swear to god my underwear spontaneously combusted. Then he had a couple of drinks and he began to look more often. Thank God I have legs I mused otherwise I'd be leaving snail trails everywhere. Ugh I'm so gross at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After an hour, he was pretty wasted and very mournful looking....then he'd disappeared. I'd wandered up to the toilet trying to figure a way of telling Rosie I was going without her doing puppy eyes at me when, as I'd opened the door a very, very tall person had nearly fallen on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Woah, dude, you need to watch where you're...oh it's you..um are you ok" I'd hoped to heaven I wasn't doing the twitch, squint thing I did when I got flustered. I'd always hoped it was cute but my last boyfriend Jake said it made me look like a crack addict on withdrawal. Thanks Jake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert Pattinson was as drunk as a skunk, wasted, inebriated, awash with alcohol and that was how I'd ended up with him in my car, driving around and how he'd ended up in my apartment (OMG,OMG,OMG) passed out on my sofa, snoring, with his legs dangling over the end. Man he was TALL.....do you know what else, Iwent to bed...alone...with a mega famous movie star in my home....and I went to sleep after writing in you dear diary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could hear groans and banging about and the odd "where the fuck am I?" coming from my living room, so I got up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stood in the middle of the room watching him enter my bathroom, the shower turned on and before I thought this is my chance to go peek at his credentials I made myself go into the kitchen and start making coffee.....the shower went off....Robert Pttinson is naked in my apartment!!!!!! The urge to text Mary, Stan and Becky was beyond overwhelming...but no! I couldn't betray his trust...OMG I was going to have to talk to him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I peeked around the bathroom door. He was looking at himself in the mirror, clad only in one of my towels, hung low around his hips....I must have audibly swallowed as he suddenly spun round looking for all the world like a hunted animal. "Do you have a camera?" he asked...."What?" I answered. His eyes narrowed..." Do...You...Have...A...Camera?" he repeated slowly enunciating each word precisely as if I was stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm not stupid you know, I was just surprised at the question....er do you want a camera?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sighed and gave me a look only a man can give a woman when he thinks she's asked a stupid question thus proving him right that she is indeed stupid. I huffed and turned away shouting there is a razor in the cabinet and a spare toothbrush and coffee is in the kitchen....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat at the breakfast bar, I realised I'd shouted at Robert Pattinson and got a case of the giggles, I was still chuckling to myself when he reappeared, shaven, well stubbled, I guess he had just trimmed it down a little....oh and unfortunately dressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgZBbdTJHI/AAAAAAAABMQ/79LpLVMqCsg/s1600/Heartthrob_Robert_Pattinson_ba5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496670857546900594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgZBbdTJHI/AAAAAAAABMQ/79LpLVMqCsg/s400/Heartthrob_Robert_Pattinson_ba5e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Better?" I asked. He had the grace to look at least sheepish and said "Yes, I'm sorry, I've been very rude, I didn't know where I was, who you were, although I saw you at the party...um I came home with you? did we...erm I'm assuming we didn't...I woke up on the sofa...fully clothed..." He trailed off, my bitch brow arched to perfection as he fully understood that I did not take men home and just sleep with them..."No, of course not...how very....I'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know that man could talk and apologise to me all he wanted, his voice, the english accent, the almost bumbling apology...I sighed, drawing another curious look from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I handed him his coffee saying "it's just black, I have no milk and no sugar...I'm sweet enough I don't keep it" and smiled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He blushed....ha I made RP blush....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Look I don't suppose you could take me back to my hotel could you, I'm surprised no one has rung me actually. He picked up his jacket and patted the pockets "oh shit, my phone, it's not here, you didn't take my....no, no of course not, how remiss of me" The brow was back in full force, he backed down....again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'll ring Rosie see if she has it" ....."Hi Rose, yeah I'm sorry I left...I'll tell you later....um look has Robert Pattinson left his phone there...he has...hang on" I nodded to him, covered the phone and said "What do you want to do?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tell her to take it to the hotel, I'll pick it up there" he whispered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He says take it to the...oh nooooooo, Rose, Rose, ROSE! Look ok, yes he's here, no, nothing happened, slept on the sofa, I know, don't say it, ROSE!!!!!!!, just take it to the hotel and he will pick it up I'll see you later" I shut the phone off and smiled apologetically. "I'm gonna pay for this good deed you know"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He nodded and I grabbed my bag "You ready? Let's go"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looked at my truck in disgust..."Hey, it was good enough for you last night buster, don't diss the truck"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove back across town, him ducking and jumping and hiding whenever we stopped at the lights in case he was spotted." Wow " I said "you have a shitty life..I couldn't be doing with this" and I drove up the road to the hotel to be swamped on all sides by screaming women, girls and camp looking guys...ha who knew he was a gay icon too I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Get into the underground garage security will fend them off, then run with me to the lift....the elevator" he said taking in my look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next 5 minutes were the worst of my life, fearing I would kill someone I drove slowly down the ramp, with faces squished aginst the windows and deafening screams of "Bitch, I will kill you"....... WOAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "Lift" was smooth and quick and opened straight into his....bedroom! WTF?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Thank you, thank you, you have no idea how crazy they all are" er I do I thought, I'm one of them, not good really. Then suddenly, he's hugging me, tight and thanking me again...and that's when it happened. He kissed me!...O...M....G. Sparks ain't the word...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert stepped back, his hand still holding my arm, his face confused. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Um, well, yes...thank you again, look, (his hand was running through his hair-squeeeeeeeee) can I take you out to dinner to say thank you....again...but it won't be out, out, it will be here....in my living room, here in the hotel...not the bedroom" (hand in hair again and tongue, peeking out to wet lips) I felt like I was in the middle of analyzing a picture of him...."Sure I said, when?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tonight at 7" he said "I'll send a car for you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then all hell broke loose again as his manager and team appeared and I was pushed out of the way...I headed of towards the door and caught his helpless look again as he began to explain his absence...laters he mouthed to me, shrugging and smiling his famous lop sided smile....shit, I had a date with Robert Pattinson....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgbBlOXH3I/AAAAAAAABMY/rNgDLOvO1L0/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496673059191857010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgbBlOXH3I/AAAAAAAABMY/rNgDLOvO1L0/s400/smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry it's so long a lead in, I got carried away lol...take it away folks what happens next, you gonna do the Rose and Alice (her other friend) take her shopping for hte perfect outfitor just jump straight to when the car picks her up? Every fans dream come true eh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-669408063711798440?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/669408063711798440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=669408063711798440&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/669408063711798440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/669408063711798440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/cff-i-didnt-forget-this-week.html' title='CFF-I didn&apos;t forget this week!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEgMbC7NlQI/AAAAAAAABMI/sLrdFTuA7Rs/s72-c/RobertPattinsonFeb2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-1228367648161400633</id><published>2010-07-20T15:29:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T16:56:38.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, hello, is there anybody out there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I am beyond boredom now. I have been tackling the job of going through all the paperwork files to do with every aspect of our family life, bills, and shit that you keep, bank statements etc. Arrrghhhhhhhhhh I ended up with a humungous pile to shred, a pile to file and a pile to recycle. The shredder got hot and stopped working (sounds like me looking at a certain somebody (ies)) so I'm having a bonfire mwahahahahaaaaaaaa. Its safe, we have a burning bin for the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo I decided to do the same with my photographs on my computer as my hard drive is starting to get real tired under the weight of vampire photos and as I was looking through them, I'd be like, ha that's so Stan or Lisa or Mary so I thought I would share what reminded me of you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW3e5iUyYI/AAAAAAAABK4/UUclcwgXLXU/s1600/BD+sex+scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496000661744306562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW3e5iUyYI/AAAAAAAABK4/UUclcwgXLXU/s400/BD+sex+scene.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well this totally reminded me of everyone's reaction to the er "sex scene" LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW35zCKF0I/AAAAAAAABLA/X3G1Wxgk9Nk/s1600/button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496001123855243074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW35zCKF0I/AAAAAAAABLA/X3G1Wxgk9Nk/s400/button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Totally Lisa :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW46VHWKDI/AAAAAAAABLI/UYlITrKZwLo/s1600/fragrantrear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496002232515438642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW46VHWKDI/AAAAAAAABLI/UYlITrKZwLo/s400/fragrantrear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stan and her rear cider hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW5TKKe3WI/AAAAAAAABLQ/DLouMkk-bfo/s1600/hug.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496002659072531810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW5TKKe3WI/AAAAAAAABLQ/DLouMkk-bfo/s400/hug.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stan, Mary and Lisa lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496003009509226098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW5njpGdnI/AAAAAAAABLY/gCs-6lQ6MDM/s400/hyperventilate.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Um Lady P rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW7cOBZM6I/AAAAAAAABLg/3gNaiJnV96E/s1600/fanfic+lemons.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496005013750231970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW7cOBZM6I/AAAAAAAABLg/3gNaiJnV96E/s400/fanfic+lemons.bmp" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmmmm Becky I think! Yeah definately Becky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW9Z_nHwdI/AAAAAAAABLo/-mzo0mpdaU8/s1600/cupcake+girl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496007174545457618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW9Z_nHwdI/AAAAAAAABLo/-mzo0mpdaU8/s400/cupcake+girl.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Twilight Cupcake, this is so her...lol not really but its how I imagine her alter ego sometimes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEXB5Nn8kQI/AAAAAAAABLw/IdPOCabQIXQ/s1600/take+my+top+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496012108929470722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEXB5Nn8kQI/AAAAAAAABLw/IdPOCabQIXQ/s400/take+my+top+off.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jelly, just cos its Kellan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEXCDW1CFII/AAAAAAAABL4/wvxI087_hK8/s1600/jeez+Kellan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496012283198968962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEXCDW1CFII/AAAAAAAABL4/wvxI087_hK8/s400/jeez+Kellan.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jelly and Stan, just cos its Kellan &amp;amp; Taylor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEXGZ8lSbqI/AAAAAAAABMA/M-3R15lFHwA/s1600/hit+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496017069337112226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEXGZ8lSbqI/AAAAAAAABMA/M-3R15lFHwA/s400/hit+it.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahaha, so Mary, she does like a bit of Blade!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So when you're looking a pictures what reminds you, if anything, of me. Do you ever look at a picture and chuckle and think, that's so Nibs?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-1228367648161400633?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/1228367648161400633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=1228367648161400633&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1228367648161400633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1228367648161400633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-hello-is-there-anybody-out-there.html' title='Hello, hello, is there anybody out there?'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEW3e5iUyYI/AAAAAAAABK4/UUclcwgXLXU/s72-c/BD+sex+scene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-7423567497178481151</id><published>2010-07-16T12:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T12:59:02.148+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady P of New York, New York summons her minions to the FFF......now beyatches!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello ladies! Mrs. P here and I FINALLY get to pick the Friday Fun Five! Since I am a terrible "scroller", I will not get too wordy for you all. Let's get right down to business.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (What not wordy...WTF...hi Nibbles here *waves to all, tecnikul diffikulties over, the doodad got fixed...my comments in red as always)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEA8Ahzct0I/AAAAAAAABKI/d5u0eE7naz4/s1600/Lady_Margaret_IVX_by_pablocatala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494457525163833154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEA8Ahzct0I/AAAAAAAABKI/d5u0eE7naz4/s400/Lady_Margaret_IVX_by_pablocatala.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apparently this is Lady Margaret the IVX as painted by Pablo Catala....looks like Mrs P lol&lt;br /&gt;Any ho on with the questions cos she doesn't wanna be wordy...pffft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) What part of your weekly routine do you hate doing the most? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEA9etCRCMI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GrqkagnBiXA/s1600/Life%2520is%2520Crap%2520Grocery%2520Store%25202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494459143086475458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEA9etCRCMI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GrqkagnBiXA/s400/Life%2520is%2520Crap%2520Grocery%2520Store%25202.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thankfully this doesn't happen much as the Nazi checkout women fuck em off out of it! Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever had to tell a friend that his/her girlfriend or boyfriend was cheating on them? If so, how did it go? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEA_pbzPilI/AAAAAAAABKY/V57RGx9Djq0/s1600/cheating+bf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494461526461876818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEA_pbzPilI/AAAAAAAABKY/V57RGx9Djq0/s400/cheating+bf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I sooooooooo, would have loved to do this to my ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you ever walked out of a store and realized you accidentally stolen something? If so, what was it...and did you bring it back in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEBCdkMtbYI/AAAAAAAABKg/lRNc4wFzEfA/s1600/shoplifter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494464621092629890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEBCdkMtbYI/AAAAAAAABKg/lRNc4wFzEfA/s400/shoplifter.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No comment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever had to discipline a kid that was at your house to play, and have it get ugly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEBD46aXq_I/AAAAAAAABKo/bao25pIFOcg/s1600/discipline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494466190423600114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEBD46aXq_I/AAAAAAAABKo/bao25pIFOcg/s400/discipline.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kid cages...where were they when my boys were small?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Is there someone in your daily/weekly life that flirts with you constantly? If so...do tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEBID32n_KI/AAAAAAAABKw/rEjGbsoECtA/s1600/how+you+doing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494470776761875618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEBID32n_KI/AAAAAAAABKw/rEjGbsoECtA/s400/how+you+doing.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Said in a Joey Tribiani voice lol....I would be a big flirty flirt with Rob, I flirt my heart out and make him blush hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh Lady P, you naughty woman, great questions, off to answer them now....looking forward to everyone else's answers too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-7423567497178481151?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/7423567497178481151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=7423567497178481151&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/7423567497178481151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/7423567497178481151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/lady-p-of-new-york-new-york-summons-her.html' title='Lady P of New York, New York summons her minions to the FFF......now beyatches!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TEA8Ahzct0I/AAAAAAAABKI/d5u0eE7naz4/s72-c/Lady_Margaret_IVX_by_pablocatala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-789770237305830558</id><published>2010-07-15T19:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:50:35.465+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical Difficulties-Normal Service Will Resume Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Hello you crazy women, erm today we decided that Stan would do CFF and I would FFF tomorrow but complications arose and an email was sent informing me of CFF's change of host to me. Erm well I've checked and I haven't got that mail sooooooooooooooooo....CFF didn't happen as you can see. Anyway when the doodad that sends the mails gets fixed and we've beaten the new office boy a few times. Plus the guy that does the thing with the whatchamacallit has to get his whatnot sorted out and hopefully this will all be in time for FFF. So to keep you occupied here is a video.....or two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDL0s136iWM&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDL0s136iWM&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my best mate Phil, the one I picked to you know well, the picture of Tom Hardy at 0.40 secs in to the video, just after the pic of him with a baseball cap on, that looks like Phil when we um, he was 18 I was 16, sigh, this takes me back lmao. Anyway for those of us who are becoming more and more absorbed by Tom Hardy, this one's for us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZXzuFa5vS3w&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZXzuFa5vS3w&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do bad things with you, I wanna do real bad things with you...never a truer word...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CxN6VemLxcg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CxN6VemLxcg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cos we never get to see many Jaksper, Jack Bender videos and the song is quirky....like him lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All films available on YouTube, thanks to Sourcherry19 for Jackson, CandyAndromeda for Eric and Tubefan13 for Tom....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-789770237305830558?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/789770237305830558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=789770237305830558&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/789770237305830558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/789770237305830558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/technical-difficulties-normal-service.html' title='Technical Difficulties-Normal Service Will Resume Tomorrow'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-1102711203095065764</id><published>2010-07-13T16:04:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T16:24:29.364+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The vamp and the virgin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDyC2fCdEMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wbScq0jSQYA/s1600/joe_jonas.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon Hobags,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Ashley Greene has been spotted on a date with Joe Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDyBgrwwz_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/k7WV2_6gX34/s1600/greenejonas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDyBgrwwz_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/k7WV2_6gX34/s320/greenejonas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493408043988209650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             Isn't he a little clean cut for her??&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDyB7zYkU8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/IXw0FpPOQiY/s1600/Ashley_Greene2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDyB7zYkU8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/IXw0FpPOQiY/s320/Ashley_Greene2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493408509890679746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                         she looks like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDyC2fCdEMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wbScq0jSQYA/s1600/joe_jonas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDyC2fCdEMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wbScq0jSQYA/s320/joe_jonas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493409518041501890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             he looks like this!      &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he's a lovely chap, but isn't he one of them *cough* virgins????  Let's not forget our Ashley got her tittays out last year for all and sundry to gawp at. Well it probably wasn't her intention for us all to gawp at them but that's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could make for some interesting pics in the future I suppose of JJ stumbling out of a club with a bottle of JD in one hand and some "model aged 21" in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just getting cynical in my old age ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new non twilight related blog if anyone wants to pop over and have a look &lt;a href="http://familylifeandcakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://familylifeandcakes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-1102711203095065764?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/1102711203095065764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=1102711203095065764&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1102711203095065764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/1102711203095065764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/vamp-and-virgin.html' title='The vamp and the virgin'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDyBgrwwz_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/k7WV2_6gX34/s72-c/greenejonas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-247813862519189605</id><published>2010-07-12T13:37:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T16:06:49.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Wedding......kinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsTZKbeaZI/AAAAAAAABIg/HPMX_eZmFN8/s1600/SDC12061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493005493525703058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsTZKbeaZI/AAAAAAAABIg/HPMX_eZmFN8/s400/SDC12061.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mini E got the place of honour lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hoochie mama's I went to a wedding on Saturday. My friend Kate got happily married and she asked Mini E to attend. She did mention Gemma's FSE but she couldn't say for sure whether she would give him back so I thought it best not to take him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493006615977067186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsUaf4vArI/AAAAAAAABIo/D13gZdssG8A/s400/SDC12033.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had a beautiful horse drawn buggy to take them to the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493006621771683090" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsUa1eR1RI/AAAAAAAABIw/oaig_ckfw5I/s400/SDC12054.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt; Um and the young man driving it reminded me of an extra in Bel Ami so I had to take his picture lol...rude not to really....oooo nice tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493007559218780978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsVRZvFWzI/AAAAAAAABI4/Xhbizee4bv0/s400/SDC12052.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt; Just thought I'd show you a close up of his neck....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493008144069867490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsVzcect-I/AAAAAAAABJA/TAfQCElboUk/s400/SDC12044.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt; Aw doesn't he I mean don't they look lovely. Bel Ami style costume in background...just saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsWS5_QDDI/AAAAAAAABJI/jhutrlWcPws/s1600/SDC12063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493008684568022066" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsWS5_QDDI/AAAAAAAABJI/jhutrlWcPws/s400/SDC12063.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He had a glass of champagne with the bride &amp;amp; groom....well mainly the bride lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsWmuYRWfI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Fj_-VR3TEEc/s1600/SDC12064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493009025049123314" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsWmuYRWfI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Fj_-VR3TEEc/s400/SDC12064.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wonder if they have a vampire control whistle....oh here Eddie, Eddie, Eddie lol...What's that Mini E, you're not impressed....pfft!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsW6B0zReI/AAAAAAAABJY/RaP3ePx4JfY/s1600/SDC12076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493009356686575074" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsW6B0zReI/AAAAAAAABJY/RaP3ePx4JfY/s400/SDC12076.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini E was well received by all (even the lady with the scary eyeshadow lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXwpVtZhI/AAAAAAAABJg/BcTVK7n1yNo/s1600/SDC12077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493010295006520850" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXwpVtZhI/AAAAAAAABJg/BcTVK7n1yNo/s400/SDC12077.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having a large one ahem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXxI7WIAI/AAAAAAAABJo/Avc-XMaXys8/s1600/SDC12081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493010303485878274" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXxI7WIAI/AAAAAAAABJo/Avc-XMaXys8/s400/SDC12081.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting carried away with the helium balloons, luckily I managed to grab hold of a leg in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXxl3scnI/AAAAAAAABJw/SxxtS0ozauY/s1600/SDC12082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493010311255192178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXxl3scnI/AAAAAAAABJw/SxxtS0ozauY/s400/SDC12082.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course he stuck to eating animals and not the humans...such a well behaved lad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXx74qvHI/AAAAAAAABJ4/0PAQwEmPeW0/s1600/SDC12086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493010317164854386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXx74qvHI/AAAAAAAABJ4/0PAQwEmPeW0/s400/SDC12086.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG its Specsward!!! Yes I put the groom in touch with somewhere to get Rob masks so that Kate could have Rob drive her to the stables&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXyIyVHjI/AAAAAAAABKA/pjTQctvzkm8/s1600/SDC12088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493010320627932722" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsXyIyVHjI/AAAAAAAABKA/pjTQctvzkm8/s400/SDC12088.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally I get Rob to a wedding and he turns up wearing a dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kate, you're great fun, I know Mini E coming made your day as everyone told me how you'd been talking about him. I hope you have a long and happy marriage with Ian, I'm sure you will as he indulges your Rob fetish without a moan. May you be as happy the rest of your lives as you were on this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love Ya Kate &amp;amp; Ian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just as a foot note, Magenta posted this video on Facebook and tagged me, thanks Mags, love it!!! So for everyones enjoyment will the real Robert Pattinson please stand up, please stand up, please stand up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mWj1RmUv2EI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mWj1RmUv2EI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks to Lostimortal2 for making it!! Enjoy folks xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-247813862519189605?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/247813862519189605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=247813862519189605&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/247813862519189605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/247813862519189605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/twilight-weddingkinda.html' title='Twilight Wedding......kinda'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDsTZKbeaZI/AAAAAAAABIg/HPMX_eZmFN8/s72-c/SDC12061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-4987893767683322220</id><published>2010-07-09T10:48:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T12:07:46.912+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five Jelly Baby Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDcAvggXXAI/AAAAAAAABIY/TPnKsjeV09k/s1600/Anima__Fate_goddess_by_Wen_M.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck me but its bloody hot here today. Its so hot I'm sticking to my chair or is it cos I'm drooling over Rob and getting ready to see Eclipse again later.....hehe (claps hands) I can't wait!!!! I have a spare ticket if anyone can make it. I'll have to try get refund if not! Ugh I have Betty Swoobs, I hate that. Anyway without much further ado I'll hand over to the Jellified one...there may be more ado as we go on, I can't help myself you KNOW this people!!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(my comments in red...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDbx7mJ6qEI/AAAAAAAABHo/75PpLcGM5Og/s1600/chair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491842801781614658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDbx7mJ6qEI/AAAAAAAABHo/75PpLcGM5Og/s400/chair.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can I stick to his chair please....with him on the chair first, can I just stick to him ok, done lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lovelies, Dani picked me as to ask the questions this week. This is actually my third time. You know, Edbrella, I think I should get a badge or something. :P &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Um I mentioned the badge to Stan and she said if you want one feel free to make one as we're all crap and haven't a clue....or is that just me?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, on with the questions. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yes no more ado please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your favourite film when you were a kid/teen? Is it still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDb1H_iH2-I/AAAAAAAABHw/aEg1PJd87n8/s1600/the-fearless-vampire-killers-movie-poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491846313287343074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDb1H_iH2-I/AAAAAAAABHw/aEg1PJd87n8/s400/the-fearless-vampire-killers-movie-poster1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh my the Fearless Vampire Killers, I loved this film, its so old but funny. I bought it on dvd again recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the most embarrassing situation you found yourself in? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDb3mepqUII/AAAAAAAABIA/MrNM4PO1UG4/s1600/embarrassed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491849036059791490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDb3mepqUII/AAAAAAAABIA/MrNM4PO1UG4/s400/embarrassed.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chimpsten is remembering some of her past escapades hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you ever imagine someone else, instead of your partner, when you're having sex? Who?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDb5lrjxE8I/AAAAAAAABII/kgGVC5GOXGg/s1600/29856_1478008396457_1421160619_31276928_2441836_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491851221368116162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDb5lrjxE8I/AAAAAAAABII/kgGVC5GOXGg/s400/29856_1478008396457_1421160619_31276928_2441836_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh dear Rob covered in chocolate....yes please, it is a fantasy of mine NOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever have a near death experience? Tell us about it. If not, tell us about someone else's near death experience (your family, friends, whoever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDb-ofwaLII/AAAAAAAABIQ/ldKckHpKE04/s1600/nyc_taxi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491856767297662082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDb-ofwaLII/AAAAAAAABIQ/ldKckHpKE04/s400/nyc_taxi.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well the Precious did get hit by a taxi trying to escape the crazed hordes of female fans. Tut, how rude of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe in fate and karma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDcAvggXXAI/AAAAAAAABIY/TPnKsjeV09k/s1600/Anima__Fate_goddess_by_Wen_M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491859086781144066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDcAvggXXAI/AAAAAAAABIY/TPnKsjeV09k/s400/Anima__Fate_goddess_by_Wen_M.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love this picture, Deviant Art is a fantastic place for this sort of thing, she has the scales of justice and the sword of fate...just gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the questions are not TOO hard. I tried to make them interesting. It's a challenge coming up with things to ask, after all this time. I wonder if we're ever going to run out. Naaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brilliant questions Jelly Babes, I loved finding the pictures to go with them, hope they're ok for you. Can't wait for the answers....laters xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-4987893767683322220?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/4987893767683322220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=4987893767683322220&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4987893767683322220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4987893767683322220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/friday-fun-five-jelly-baby-style.html' title='Friday Fun Five Jelly Baby Style'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDbx7mJ6qEI/AAAAAAAABHo/75PpLcGM5Og/s72-c/chair.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3102970216654791377</id><published>2010-07-08T09:18:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:10:46.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CFF Thursday. To boldly go where no CFF contributor has been before.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDWONwE86aI/AAAAAAAABHY/jF6rfmYY9g0/s1600/Photo0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491451687543302562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDWONwE86aI/AAAAAAAABHY/jF6rfmYY9g0/s400/Photo0221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um Hubs has taken to playing with Mini E, he sent me this with the title Rob relaxing in the bath last night. Think I better watch out for the lil guy lol anyhoo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PMSL @ my title, bet you're all wondering what fuckery I have been up to now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I was reading LOOK magazine the other day (sorry Stan I forgot to tell you what it was called) and there is an article in there that I'm going to post about but you will kinda get the gist through the CFF, I hope anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry not been about again, I think I'm suffering with narcolepsy, I seem to crash out just past lunchtime and not wake up till tea time, plus hubs has been off so he has been dragging me out in the mornings to go do stuff. He is at work today and tomorrow so I can play without him peering over my shoulder muttering why are the men always naked...what is it with you women....always with the naked men.....heheh oh yeah!!! (the oh yeah was me btw not hubs lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491452783984742450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDWPNko9kDI/AAAAAAAABHg/s-QIGhjq0H0/s400/34046_109392065774504_100001111336338_58846_8118239_n.jpg" /&gt;Not a naked man in sight, just a confused looking Rob (I'll smooth your furrowed brow sweetie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bella, look at me...I...I have something to say to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice broke into my reverie, this was it, Edward was going to ask me to marry him. My eyes with the tell tale glisten of tears (of happiness dear reader) stared into his. My heart leapt, he was so beautiful, it was so unfair. His lips, soft and full that could ravish my mouth so thoroughly, the stubble on his chin, it never scratched me, just caressed my cheek, his eyes, so soulful, deep and compelling to me.....and....and....there it was. I watched his tongue peek out, sweep over his bottom lip and slide back in again. I sighed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hand shot into his messy hair, somewhat tamed since his last foray to the barbers and he spoke to me again, more forcefully...&lt;br /&gt;"Bella, for God's sake, would you focus and get me off this pedestal...I don't belong up here, I want to talk to you" He grabbed my upper arms and shook me gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled myself together, "I'm sorry Edward, I was miles away" and smiled at him.&lt;br /&gt;He motioned me to sit down and so I sat, staring up at him waiting for him to join me on the couch. When he walked the short space across the room to the chair I sat up and took notice.&lt;br /&gt;"Bella..." (his hand in his hair again....I hope he doesn't pull all his hair out I mused)&lt;br /&gt;"It's like this, everyone expects us to get married and well, I'm just not ready, I know we have this house and all but...you look at me like a God sometimes and I'm SO not....and the interview is coming out in the magazine soon and oh shit, look they asked me if I'd met my soulmate and I was ready to give my stock answer of yes I had and then it hit me...what the fuck was I saying...Bella, I haven't met my soulmate, you're not it...you're not the one I want to marry...yet. I don't know when or if I ever will marry. Maybe I'll be like Clooney.....There's something else, Jessica...um well you know I dated her before you...fuck (whispered under his breath) I'm, I've, we've, we've had lunch a few times and she's really fun. It's just so...intense with you. It's full on and it's just so high up here...on the pedestal you put me on. I want to get off and just be me for a while....be free for a while. I'm not saying it's over but I think we should see other people. Get some perspective on us...you know...you understand...Bella, Bella, Bella"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dear reader, I zoned out there, you see my heart has just been ripped apart....I thought he was gonna ask me to marry him. I bought this house with my inheritance so we could be together. Who knew Renee would win the lottery, then get herself killed in a waterski accident. Only my mom would totally ignore signs saying shark net, do not ski into, over, get snagged up in it and then get dragged off by a shark...what are the odds...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, sorry, sorry I'm apologising again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bella, Bella....hey Bella, look I'm sorry, I have to go Jessica is waiting for me...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang, it was dark, when did it get dark...."Hello" I answered..."Hey Bella, it's Jake, you wanna come out...Edward too if he must.."&lt;br /&gt;"Jaaaake" I cried down the phone "Jake, he's gone, Jessica"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm on my way Bells, hold on"&lt;br /&gt;Jacob wrapped his huge, warm arms around me, he was so hot....in more ways than one. I giggled and Jacobs brow shot up. I wriggled against him wondering if I had affected him as I usually did. BINGO....wow that was hot. Dear reader... Jacob has wanted my bod since...well since I got a bod really but Edward was always there and now he wasn't. Shouldn't I be allowed to console myself?&lt;br /&gt;I wriggled again then pushed myself against Jake's erection. "Bells" he said softly, "not a great idea, you know I'm like the big, bad wolf around you. I won't say no if you keep that up"&lt;br /&gt;Giggling at the pun, I snaked my arms around his neck and pulled his head down to me, my lips parting as I whispered "I won't say no either Jake"&lt;br /&gt;With an animal groan from him, Jake's mouth met mine....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-3102970216654791377?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/3102970216654791377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=3102970216654791377&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3102970216654791377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3102970216654791377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/cff-thursday-to-boldly-go-where-no-cff.html' title='CFF Thursday. To boldly go where no CFF contributor has been before.....'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TDWONwE86aI/AAAAAAAABHY/jF6rfmYY9g0/s72-c/Photo0221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-2422233924108732387</id><published>2010-07-08T08:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:09:59.957+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight for men ;)</title><content type='html'>Morning Ho's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to share this video with you. It made me LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOpyyrtzgBU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOpyyrtzgBU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-2422233924108732387?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/2422233924108732387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=2422233924108732387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/2422233924108732387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/2422233924108732387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/twilight-for-men.html' title='Twilight for men ;)'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-7020598957716674672</id><published>2010-07-07T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:20:58.232+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about Jasperpants</title><content type='html'>Well I never saw that one coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst watching Eclipse with the Ho's, I fell in lust with Jasper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDSZJy1EqzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HxdJPlG1DBc/s1600/eclipse+jasper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDSZJy1EqzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HxdJPlG1DBc/s400/eclipse+jasper.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Even wearing that fuckugly wig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it happened when he started speaking, I really can't be sure because I think I went into shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now believe they used some sort of magic! How else can I totally ignore the wig and fall for him? It just wouldn't happen. I've sat at my laptop sooo many times, mocking the wig and thinking how awful it makes him look. They must have put something in the air, and blasted it over us. Sneaky fuckers!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't just me it happened to either. Becky was sat to my left, and Stan to my right, and there was a lot of whimpering, and groaning coming from them both. Nibbles was on the other side of Stan so I didn't hear her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDSaqrr5HtI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0iUA3CV1Wc8/s1600/jio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDSaqrr5HtI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0iUA3CV1Wc8/s320/jio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Smoking hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDSa7At6dgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/P8MzpksqcfA/s1600/rathboneptcighat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDSa7At6dgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/P8MzpksqcfA/s320/rathboneptcighat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I rest my case &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the middle of&amp;nbsp; our Edbrella review. It should reach you soon ;)&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-7020598957716674672?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/7020598957716674672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=7020598957716674672&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/7020598957716674672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/7020598957716674672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-all-about-jasperpants.html' title='It&apos;s all about Jasperpants'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDSZJy1EqzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HxdJPlG1DBc/s72-c/eclipse+jasper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-2334223315277550228</id><published>2010-07-02T11:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:54:39.678+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five...TwiWeasel Style, with a Dash of Nibbles Thrown in for Good Measure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just to be safe I'm going to put a NSFW warning up here...some of the pix are a tad...er...explicit. Thank you Nibbles!! You followed my suggestions to a tee!! We make a great team!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy, Hos!! I realize that I'm posting this just a tad early, but I wanted to make sure to get it done. Otherwise, I'd probably end up having Nibbles actually post it for me, and well...she did plenty already I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So...Did you chicks realize that we've been doing the Friday Fun Five for over six months now? And in that time, I've &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; been chosen to ask the questions. *pout* Of course, it couldn't have had anything to do with the fact that I'm gone more often than not. *grumble* Stupid real life job and bills and shit. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Stop grumbling woman and get on with the questions : )...hi Nibbles here *waves @ everyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, TigerlilyRose for choosing me for the next FFF...it's about damn time...you are totes awesomesauce and I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhore...lets get to the questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxaIxRtZoI/AAAAAAAABFg/AaqLCkxaOZc/s1600/rob+smoking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488861152570861186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxaIxRtZoI/AAAAAAAABFg/AaqLCkxaOZc/s400/rob+smoking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I gave up smoking many, many moons ago but this man often makes me feel like having one....and a cigarette hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; I tried smoking...but I just couldn't get the hang of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight and/or soul mates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxccCPd2gI/AAAAAAAABFo/evEYsFJMHyQ/s1600/Jacob-and-Renesmee-twilight-series-8933653-640-453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488863682565626370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxccCPd2gI/AAAAAAAABFo/evEYsFJMHyQ/s400/Jacob-and-Renesmee-twilight-series-8933653-640-453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's kind of a nice image as a older brother, younger niece/sister picture. Although when I think about it, when I was 10 years old, my hubward was 18 which is kinda ew in a way lol so I guess its not unfeasible to imagine a future for them. I do actually like this picture (thanks to littletwilight who made the pic for fanpop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are the last three CDs you purchased? Now, I said CD's...not something downloaded to your iPod. I mean &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; CD's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxevghgonI/AAAAAAAABF4/5_vVa1PWx-I/s1600/eclipse+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488866216135139954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxevghgonI/AAAAAAAABF4/5_vVa1PWx-I/s400/eclipse+cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh yes indeedy, I had this on pre-order for donkeys yonks. No argy bargy about it it either, the hubward knows better than to diss my musical connection to Twilight lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;Um, Nibbles...what the fuck is argy bargy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Oral: Do you prefer to give or to receive? Well, duh...I couldn't not put a sex question in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxhjzVhNeI/AAAAAAAABGA/tgkxOUbSCq4/s1600/omg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488869313561572834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxhjzVhNeI/AAAAAAAABGA/tgkxOUbSCq4/s400/omg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oooo the infamous clit lick manip lol, I'm only putting in what TwiWeasel asked for...honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxiyAXRu7I/AAAAAAAABGI/4AgM_RC2qyM/s1600/19239_100528556646007_100000665888558_14060_1493558_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488870657088404402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxiyAXRu7I/AAAAAAAABGI/4AgM_RC2qyM/s400/19239_100528556646007_100000665888558_14060_1493558_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I coulda used this one....or.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxiyvG-mxI/AAAAAAAABGQ/iZh7q3exS8Y/s1600/30544_128651110484096_100000176229357_342825_4280705_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488870669636508434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxiyvG-mxI/AAAAAAAABGQ/iZh7q3exS8Y/s400/30544_128651110484096_100000176229357_342825_4280705_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the amazing flexo Rob hehehe, anyone seen the film Shortbus? (PMSL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxkvLEoJMI/AAAAAAAABGo/TuGuT9F-UuU/s1600/doing+it+wrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488872807446619330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxkvLEoJMI/AAAAAAAABGo/TuGuT9F-UuU/s400/doing+it+wrong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I know there are lots of pictures here but I couldn't resist this one and I think the wease will chuckle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;DAMN!!!!! Now you see why I put in the warning!! The first one was exactly the one I was asking for, BTW, Nibs...The last two...not so much, but thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you had to re-write the ending of Breaking Dawn...oh, wait...&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*SPOILER ALERT*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hang on. If you haven't read Breaking Dawn just get the fuck out of here and don't come back till you've read the whole series. (Yeah, right, like anyone here hasn't read the whole series about 17 gazillion times...or maybe just 50 bazillion...ahem..KaChing!!) Anyhoo...as I was saying, if you had to re-write the ending of Breaking Dawn, so there was &lt;b&gt;actually a battle&lt;/b&gt; and two of the main characters had to be killed, who would die and how? (And why did you choose them?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxjkvGC7SI/AAAAAAAABGY/fIWoZTz8jT8/s1600/cullen_boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488871528626056482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxjkvGC7SI/AAAAAAAABGY/fIWoZTz8jT8/s400/cullen_boys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ooooo nooooooo.....not one of these guys....maybe the women...yeah I'm going for the gals hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have one more question that I'm really curious about, so I'm gonna go ahead and make it a bonus question.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; (Back to the Friday Fun Six it is then lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you read any Fan Fiction unrelated to Twilight? If so, what was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxmeoajA-I/AAAAAAAABGw/niKWFFIA3w0/s1600/cedric+dress+robes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488874722288665570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxmeoajA-I/AAAAAAAABGw/niKWFFIA3w0/s400/cedric+dress+robes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Awwww our Precious as a wee young wizard in his dress robes...bless him....can I hug him andd keep him please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's it...Happy Answering!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait...one last thing. This is mostly for Stan, but a little for me. *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxpWxoX-cI/AAAAAAAABHA/iUEU4ww9qgc/s1600/tumblr_kzxea1XNGF1qbuw45o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488877885858511298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxpWxoX-cI/AAAAAAAABHA/iUEU4ww9qgc/s400/tumblr_kzxea1XNGF1qbuw45o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;She said picture of Tay with lotsa abs...that's a lot of abs baby!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;*Little tiny Squeeee from TwiWeasel* Take it off, Tator Tot!! Woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to add a Ha-uge thank you to Nibbles...without her, this post would've been just a boring bunch of questions. I think the pictures just take the cake, no? Thanks again, Nibbs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-2334223315277550228?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/2334223315277550228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=2334223315277550228&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/2334223315277550228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/2334223315277550228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday-fun-fivetwiweasel-style-with.html' title='Friday Fun Five...TwiWeasel Style, with a Dash of Nibbles Thrown in for Good Measure.'/><author><name>TwiWeasel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268537341656794886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksDNM4YRAKg/TJJhGpFREzI/AAAAAAAAADM/oU8KQL8uzv4/s1600-R/TWad-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxaIxRtZoI/AAAAAAAABFg/AaqLCkxaOZc/s72-c/rob+smoking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-4961470309374314393</id><published>2010-07-01T11:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:57:28.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Community FanFic Thursdau....I really, really must start writing a fic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Rob, it's Thursday already....only 2 more days till the Edbrella office outing/get together. I am so excited I can't breathe. Well I can breathe otherwise I'd be dead and sometimes, in fact most times, unless you're a vampire thats just not conducive to a party atmousphere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've printed off my map, got my road atlas....no I do NOT own a sat nav, though I have been tempted lately to buy one, just in case, yanno. Anyhoo I'm ready, I'm ready, I chose my outfit (pmsl black...natch) I got my mini E, champing at the bit waiting to meet Stan's mini E &amp;amp; J (not so much J....shhh. I have it on good authority that the E's plan to gang up on J...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxsjPjWXkI/AAAAAAAABHI/jsFvAjiLQKE/s1600/edward+dolls.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488881398583811650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxsjPjWXkI/AAAAAAAABHI/jsFvAjiLQKE/s400/edward+dolls.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We're gonna kick your butt Jacob.....hey Jasper where d'you come from? No matter, lets get him guys....rawr...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxssL3N3MI/AAAAAAAABHQ/wowwxXMKQzg/s1600/ed,tay+%26bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488881552212221122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxssL3N3MI/AAAAAAAABHQ/wowwxXMKQzg/s400/ed,tay+%26bella.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I see you Jacob Black holding her hand, get off that hand, that's the one she tosses me off with, hahaha you got sparkle cooties now....yeah I know I'm sooooooo mature for my age!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok fic time....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Emmet sat looking at Rosie while she filed her nails, jiggling her foot. Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Heh, though Emmett, when she jiggles her foot her boobies move around. He watched Rosie's boobs joggle around in her uber expensive, "don't you ever rip it off me" La Perla crimson bra for a while. "God I'm bored" said Emmett followed by a huge yawn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Rose raised an eyebrow at the yawn..."what was that? You don't yawn, I don't yawn, none of us yawn, we don't need to"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Yeah, well you don't need to joggle your boobies around either so...." Oops slipped up there Tiger he thought "I mean your foot, I said foot..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Rose's eyebrow rose some more..."You're so immature for an old man Emmett!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Yeah well I'm bored and my mind wanders when I'm bored" said Emmett with as much dignity as he could muster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alice danced into the room followed by a moody looking Edward "Oh goody, the dancing Elf and Mr Happy" growled Emmett..."What's up with you E?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alice answered whilst Edward glared "Bella has gone on a school trip to La Push to look for ancient...um stuff and he's pissed off cos he can't go and Jacob is there"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Emmett chuckled...."oooo the old green eyed monster...what say we go watch them for a while, I'm bored and you're pussy whipped so lets go do something"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Edward shrugged as Emmett bounded over to Rose and planted a big wet smacker on her forehead. "Ewwww Em, that was slobbery for God's sake, wipe your mouth"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Emmett frowned at her, she was being really off lately....we haven't had sex in a month...that was just plain wrong he thought. He noticed Edward looking at him with interest and glared shaking his head. Edward resumed his slouch and then leapt out the window after Emmett.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As they walked through the forest near  La Push they were at the very edge of the treaty line, Edward thwacked Emmett on the back with a branch..."Soooo no sex then hey brother,...what's going on there, you're usually at it like...well...you"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I dunno Edward, Rose is really off with me, maybe she's bored, we've been together for a looooong time you know" Em replied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"You sound like you're bored too...maybe it's time to have a little fresh pu...um mea.....t"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They had wandered into a clearing with a large tent pitched in the middle and the obvious sounds of sex coming out of the tent. "Edward" Emmett breathed deeply "Can you smell that" he grinned "That's pu"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I know what it is Em, I'm not such a damn rube you know, Bella and I have...done stuff you know" he whispered in as stiff a voice as he could manage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Ooooo Bella and I" Emmett giggled "Come on" he motioned to the front of the tent which was open "Let's go see...oh erm maybe not hey E, lets go home, don't want to disturb anything"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Edward sniffed deeply.."That's Bella's scent" he said thickly, "I'd know that smell anywhere, it's her...who the fuck is in there with her?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Two heads suddenly popped out of the tent....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"What the fuck Bella, what are you doing with her and where's your clothes?..Oh My God...you're, you're having sex with her...with...." Edward's words trailed off as he looked first at Bella then at Emmet who was thinking "Oh boy, oh boy, naked Bella getting it on with...fuck with...well who'd have thought...hooo eeeee 4 some, 4 some, 4 some"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Edward moved toward the two girls in the tent "Come here" he growled&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PMSL ohhhhhhhhhhhh take it away ho bags.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-4961470309374314393?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/4961470309374314393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=4961470309374314393&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4961470309374314393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4961470309374314393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/07/community-fanfic-thursdaui-really.html' title='Community FanFic Thursdau....I really, really must start writing a fic!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCxsjPjWXkI/AAAAAAAABHI/jsFvAjiLQKE/s72-c/edward+dolls.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-347826276519602033</id><published>2010-06-29T14:11:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:35:04.914+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an old skool vampire....apparently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi my chickarino's, my little hootchie ho bags, how are we today? Well its Stan's wedding anniversary so congrat's on 8 years to you. Now if this picture had been real I'm sure you'd be strutting round in your sexy lingerie &amp;amp; heels preparing scrumptious little er tit (ahem) bits for Rob to eat when he got back from a hard days filming. Just like you're doing for Mr Stan right?.....er right Stan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488183794645871842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCnyFWXsLOI/AAAAAAAABEQ/nZ8gdY9GNoo/s400/wedding.jpg" /&gt; Yeah, in your dreams Mrs, he's mine, back off ho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Right so where were we? Oh yes old skool vampires. Remember those before Mrs Meyer came along and turned our view of vamps on its head? Yes you do, c'mon, vampires couldn't go out in the sun, they couldn't deal with crosses, crucifixes, etc. Even in TB they reckon all that is crock but they still can't go out in the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So there I was yesterday, happily lying in the sun in my back garden/yard, a lovely cool breeze blowing so I didn't realise how hot it was.......and I fell asleep, oh yes, good and proper. Did I sparkle in the sun? Did I fuck, no I burned baby, I burned good which is why I have decided that I'm definately old skool and not a twinkly newbie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn1CQHJ7PI/AAAAAAAABEg/eqBPJocXbiA/s1600/Photo0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488187039961181426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn1CQHJ7PI/AAAAAAAABEg/eqBPJocXbiA/s400/Photo0471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken this morning, see I glow, no sparkling lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn1BwhabpI/AAAAAAAABEY/kiNHzz9QBJY/s1600/Photo0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488187031481380498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn1BwhabpI/AAAAAAAABEY/kiNHzz9QBJY/s400/Photo0470.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this was last night...it didn't calm down any did it despite numerous applications of after sun and then this morning I discovered I still had some bio oil so that went on too...yes it is still very sore but it serves me right I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking of old skool vampires, when I did my VILF post I was told off for leaving some out lol so here is Spike for those who missed him, he definately couldn't go out in the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488190589536937954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn4Q3T9p-I/AAAAAAAABEo/Oof5QdLa3fQ/s400/spike1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; There is a certain something about him isn't there, I do prefer Angel, but Spike ain't bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn6IkfZjMI/AAAAAAAABEw/piT3i7bj2gQ/s1600/lestat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488192646068931778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn6IkfZjMI/AAAAAAAABEw/piT3i7bj2gQ/s400/lestat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lestat from Queen of the Damned...anyone fancy a bite of him. I preferred him to Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn-efUhVDI/AAAAAAAABE4/3UEfQZ_7e3o/s1600/armand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488197420684760114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCn-efUhVDI/AAAAAAAABE4/3UEfQZ_7e3o/s400/armand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Antonio Banderas as Armand in Interview with the Vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCoAA_MfU1I/AAAAAAAABFA/BhziWvucJS0/s1600/kraven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488199112868189010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCoAA_MfU1I/AAAAAAAABFA/BhziWvucJS0/s400/kraven.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shane Brolly (unfortunate name though apt for Edbrella lol) as Kraven from Underworld&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;However my favourite vamp that can't go out in the sun has got to be.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCoDqDAUhaI/AAAAAAAABFI/VfjaTLN9vHU/s1600/alexander-skarsgard-eric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488203116800411042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCoDqDAUhaI/AAAAAAAABFI/VfjaTLN9vHU/s400/alexander-skarsgard-eric.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Tall, blonde and rockin the black vest Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCoDqdmy1ZI/AAAAAAAABFQ/fR4ZRVHKTZo/s1600/eric_1152x864_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488203123941102994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCoDqdmy1ZI/AAAAAAAABFQ/fR4ZRVHKTZo/s400/eric_1152x864_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yes Mr Skarsgard I wanna do bad things with you so very, very badly...as they say waiting sucks so HBO give us series 3 in UK NOW!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-347826276519602033?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/347826276519602033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=347826276519602033&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/347826276519602033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/347826276519602033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-old-skool-vampireapparently.html' title='I&apos;m an old skool vampire....apparently'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCnyFWXsLOI/AAAAAAAABEQ/nZ8gdY9GNoo/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3497525934149079798</id><published>2010-06-28T11:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T11:31:29.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer is fed up with vampires!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She has to finish Midnight Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TCh4qf6CfvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JZRoGvxr7dc/s1600/steph.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TCh4qf6CfvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JZRoGvxr7dc/s320/steph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How could you??!! and that's a fucking ugly dress btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyway this is what she said&lt;br /&gt;"I know that's what everyone cares about. I also know that &lt;strong&gt;the right  answer would be for me to say 'Oh yah, it's done! And it'll be out next month!'  But that's not true.&lt;/strong&gt; It's also not true that I've got a ton of work  done on it, and that's what I'm working on. &lt;strong&gt;What's true is that I'm  really burned out on vampires.&lt;/strong&gt; And, I don't want to write it badly. So  I want to wait until I'm excited about the material again, and I'm excited about  Edward, and that it's something that's motivating. You know, when a story is  keeping me up at night, and I'm waking up at 4 am in the morning and thinking  'Yes! That is what should happen in this moment!' Then that is when I can write  with happiness! So, right now it feels like homework … it really does. And when  things feel like homework they go very, very slowly for me. That should  disappoint everyone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read The short second life of Bree Tanner and I have to say I really enjoyed it. It was interesting to get a bit of background on the "bad vamps". I really was hoping that SM would do similar things for the other Twilight characters. I'd love to read more about James *drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TCh5sDm6WQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aSW6K3yG25E/s1600/cam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TCh5sDm6WQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aSW6K3yG25E/s320/cam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; whilst picturing him like this, obv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would you like to hear more about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-3497525934149079798?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/3497525934149079798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=3497525934149079798&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3497525934149079798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/3497525934149079798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/06/stephenie-meyer-is-fed-up-with-vampires.html' title='Stephenie Meyer is fed up with vampires!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mary Edbrella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17133091812074940243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TDdgYNw22EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/A38-qseTebA/S220/bakinglady.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9iKCATcNss/TCh4qf6CfvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JZRoGvxr7dc/s72-c/steph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-5056886738734852220</id><published>2010-06-25T10:06:00.020+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T11:38:08.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Fiiiiiiive...Friday I'm in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi ladies and ho bags (nods to Lady M) how's it hanging? Mine is not hanging so well, I've been a bit crap with my diet this week. I hate dieting, I loathe it, I love food, unfortunately any food. I like indian, chinese, mexican, italian, english, spanish, whatever I just love food, savoury or sweet sigh....I have crap willpower too. Funny when I stopped smoking I just stopped, when I stopped drugs many, many years ago I just stopped but food...OMG why, why do you have to be so good, smell so good, taste so good. Why do I like cooking...arghhhhhhhh. Right now that I have that off my chest we can carry on to the good stuff....last weeks winner was the lovely and beauteous TigerLilyRose (hi 5's) as picked by the equally gorgeous Starlitviolets (bumps hips) so over to TLR...(pushes in direction of stage...psssst you're on) My comments are in red as per usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What...you don't wanna talk? You just want to ask the questions? Ok....jeez TLR you're never this shy when we're on our own...oops let that slip didn't I hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) If you were an animal, what animal would you most likely be? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(If I was an animal...hunny..please...I AM an animal bwahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486641490223214050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCR3XaqsreI/AAAAAAAABDQ/b5LuskIvqw4/s400/lion.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeah ok, I know I couldn't find a picture of him as an animal sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCR4IhFuKbI/AAAAAAAABDg/stINAvJiZ8Y/s1600/rob+hoodie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486642333760760242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCR4IhFuKbI/AAAAAAAABDg/stINAvJiZ8Y/s400/rob+hoodie.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeah I also know you have seen this but fuuuuck, this does things to me so bad am I forgiven for crappy lion lamb thing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) How many hours a day do you spend online...(not working) i.e. surfing, FF, Twitter, IM, Email, etc. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;These should be interesting answers from some of you lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCR7H8Leq_I/AAAAAAAABDo/EIcxQFCEwf4/s1600/addicted+to+net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486645622387682290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCR7H8Leq_I/AAAAAAAABDo/EIcxQFCEwf4/s400/addicted+to+net.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She reminds me of someone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) We have all heard dirty limericks like....There once was a man from Nantucket, Whose cock was so long he could SUCK it, He said once with a grin, Whilst wiping his chin, If my ear were a cunt I would FUCK it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Write a dirty limerick about a Twilight character...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCR-d6oLqTI/AAAAAAAABDw/s3K1JktLeac/s1600/cat-has-writers-block.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486649298463205682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCR-d6oLqTI/AAAAAAAABDw/s3K1JktLeac/s400/cat-has-writers-block.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No passes....think of a poem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4) Name the one thing your S/O could do that you could not forgive. (even if you know they wouldn't really do it)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486652295261301858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCSBMWkhrGI/AAAAAAAABD4/QuM_bxIfZQc/s400/CHEATING.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I would seriously do shit like this.....and he knows it lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If you were stuck in an elevator with a Teletubby, Barney, Spongebob, and Stewie from the Family Guy, which one would you kill first?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486653079195374978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCSB5-8-VYI/AAAAAAAABEA/JvC8WuK9BSg/s400/barney-demotivational-poster-1219939002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh, oooo, ooooh yeah, that feeels soooooo gooood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So there you have it people the friday fun five...with actually 5 questions as opposed to 6, 7, extra credit etc, I think I started a trend the day I accidentally did 6 questions lol. Do we love the FFF that much we just want more questions pmsl. Can't wait to read some of these answers. TLR...brilliant if I may say so!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCSGS8uVqZI/AAAAAAAABEI/TPg_Xb7OGNM/s1600/closer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486657906140359058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCSGS8uVqZI/AAAAAAAABEI/TPg_Xb7OGNM/s400/closer.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I had to show you the one with the hood down...owned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-5056886738734852220?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/5056886738734852220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=5056886738734852220&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5056886738734852220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/5056886738734852220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday-fun-fiiiiiiivewhooo.html' title='Friday Fun Fiiiiiiive...Friday I&apos;m in love'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCR3XaqsreI/AAAAAAAABDQ/b5LuskIvqw4/s72-c/lion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-7353478216673956836</id><published>2010-06-24T11:26:00.029+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:44:10.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Community FanFic Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TCM2BRC89uI/AAAAAAAABdE/siMuC1A3gWo/s1600/34057_110845592296192_100001122567780_75407_6554319_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="338" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TCM2BRC89uI/AAAAAAAABdE/siMuC1A3gWo/s400/34057_110845592296192_100001122567780_75407_6554319_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hello!&amp;nbsp; Hello! *Waves arms to get attention*&amp;nbsp; Hey!&amp;nbsp; I'm down here, yep, a bit lower, past his nose...lips...chin...That's it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;It's that time again ho's!&amp;nbsp; This week's starter is by Becky :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having the best night ever......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was&amp;nbsp;my 21st birthday and I was dancing at a club with my two best friends, Alice and Rose. We'd been out all night and by now we were more than slightly drunk. I should have been embarrased by the way we were dancing, especially since half the club seemed to be watching us now, but I couldn't give a fuck! It was my birthday after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose was behind me, with her hands resting on my hips. When she leaned in to talk to me, I felt her hot breath on my ear, " "Hey Bella, lets go get a drink. All this dancing has made me thirsty". I laughed at her and replied, " You just want to ogle that guy behind the bar! But ok, I could do with some water." Not that I blamed her, he was hot, if you liked your men big and muscly. We grabbed Alice and made our way through the crowds to the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I waited for Rose to stop flirting and get our drinks, I felt cold fingers trail up my arm and across my bare shoulders. I gasped and turned round quickly to see who it was. I was met by the most delicious sight ever, dark eyes stared down at me intently surround by the most beautiful face I had ever seen on a man. He reached up and carressed my cheek, " I've been watching you Isabella." Oh, just hearing my name from those perfect lips had me all hot and bothered, " I want you. You need to come with me now." His voice was hypnotic and I found myself nodding my agreement. I know I shouldn't be doing this with a complete stranger, but I seemed to have no control over my actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell your friends you are going to the bathroom, dont let them come" He looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to act . I quickly explained to Alice where I was going and waved off her offer to join me. "I'm fine, don't worry". I told her, feeling anything but fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed my hand and led me through the club. We were moving too fast for my drunken state and I tripped and felt myself falling. Suddenly I was scooped up in a hard, cold embrace and by the time I had registered what had happened we were through a door and in a dimly lit room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put me down and I adjusted my clothes, " Where are....." the words caught in my throat as I turned to look at him, his eyes weren't just dark, they were a dark ruby red and he was looking at me like I was something to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I realised this was a very, very bad idea. Oh Shit! ....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Good one Becky!&amp;nbsp; Who wants to go first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TCM2nV0p23I/AAAAAAAABdM/PNyyBrIRwfI/s1600/49826099-95e38cd7130ee6a4ea30a987a37fc419_4b2809cb-full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TCM2nV0p23I/AAAAAAAABdM/PNyyBrIRwfI/s400/49826099-95e38cd7130ee6a4ea30a987a37fc419_4b2809cb-full.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Sorry Tay, you ain't got no hammock, I don't want to play.&amp;nbsp; Hey, I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;m fickle, what of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-7353478216673956836?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/7353478216673956836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=7353478216673956836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/7353478216673956836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/7353478216673956836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='Community FanFic Thursday'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00673788231980349173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRirmNeIhMo/S2G5CFST08I/AAAAAAAAAAU/JyrtbBo0v8E/S220/jatarri_witch.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TCM2BRC89uI/AAAAAAAABdE/siMuC1A3gWo/s72-c/34057_110845592296192_100001122567780_75407_6554319_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-4405035342867434521</id><published>2010-06-22T10:45:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:58:23.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WILF's!!! Or Wolfs I'd like to play with, although some may have to have a manicure and put a bag on their head...just sayin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh me, oh my, what a beautiful day it is again here in good old Blighty. The sun is blazing down and its set to stay for a while, YAY!!!! I love the sun, I hate winter, I get so gloomy and fed up but the sun makes me feel so good. I need to move to Florida...I so wish!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right yesterday was the VILF post, today is the WILF's turn, ahem, some people may not want to look at this post at all but all fair in love and lust I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to start out with a relatively new wolf to the game. He is Alcide in the new series of True Blood and OMG what a bloody hunk he is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCIsWw2MsI/AAAAAAAABBI/PJP9XnrGEpE/s1600/alcide.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485534641743344322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCIsWw2MsI/AAAAAAAABBI/PJP9XnrGEpE/s400/alcide.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woof! Grrrrrowl, hell yes Mr Herveaux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCIspYHFLI/AAAAAAAABBQ/Yyo9yErO_EA/s1600/joemanganiello21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485534646739866802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCIspYHFLI/AAAAAAAABBQ/Yyo9yErO_EA/s400/joemanganiello21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or Joe Manganiello as he is really known as. I'll take either though I do like Alcide's rough, tough persona and longer hair, nom, nom ,nom......hooooooowwwwwl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCKdVslbZI/AAAAAAAABBg/svY0z00bK3o/s1600/taylor+football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485536582782250386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCKdVslbZI/AAAAAAAABBg/svY0z00bK3o/s400/taylor+football.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Um, he's looking a bit more grown up these days, maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCLOX7EkeI/AAAAAAAABBw/-wIX8c5fRP8/s1600/Taylor-Lautner-GQ-Magazine-Pictures-July-2010-150x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485537425193472482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCLOX7EkeI/AAAAAAAABBw/-wIX8c5fRP8/s400/Taylor-Lautner-GQ-Magazine-Pictures-July-2010-150x150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maybe if I got a bag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCLw__mYFI/AAAAAAAABB4/8y0pyZS4noE/s1600/32103_136431226371544_100000140016696_394414_1145469_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485538020065435730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCLw__mYFI/AAAAAAAABB4/8y0pyZS4noE/s400/32103_136431226371544_100000140016696_394414_1145469_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah ok he is looking pretty fucking fit here, hand me the bag and the gloves...I'm going in/on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCPVWgCVMI/AAAAAAAABCI/a8STKad8QUk/s1600/benicio-del-toro-20040427-1168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485541943117239490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCPVWgCVMI/AAAAAAAABCI/a8STKad8QUk/s400/benicio-del-toro-20040427-1168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok so Benicio del Torro is not a hunk as such but he definately has something about him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485541934910153954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCPU37UJOI/AAAAAAAABCA/c5MLxG4osbo/s400/benicio040.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Mmm maybe its the latin look of him, no shirtless ones for love nor money though&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCQHTC0GbI/AAAAAAAABCQ/5Y1vdEu7YPE/s1600/hugh-jackman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485542801182824882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCQHTC0GbI/AAAAAAAABCQ/5Y1vdEu7YPE/s400/hugh-jackman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We can't have wolves without Mr Huge Ackman as Wolverine lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCQHzb0d-I/AAAAAAAABCY/Tos6DCqluYo/s1600/Hugh+Jackman+Wet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485542809877641186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCQHzb0d-I/AAAAAAAABCY/Tos6DCqluYo/s400/Hugh+Jackman+Wet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmmm Huge wet and looking heavenly...wonder if he smells of dog? I've decided I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCQIBW4vLI/AAAAAAAABCg/Dqb4vdjwm7w/s1600/hugh_jackman_and_son1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485542813615045810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCQIBW4vLI/AAAAAAAABCg/Dqb4vdjwm7w/s400/hugh_jackman_and_son1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok Hugh, you're son is cute but outta the way kid you're daddy is frickin hot, nom, nom, nom, who needs ice cream, can I lick him please....shoo kid, shoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are those in True Blood who can turn into whatever they want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCS0h6lr1I/AAAAAAAABCw/kM26zkwJVc0/s1600/sam-t2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485545777292226386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCS0h6lr1I/AAAAAAAABCw/kM26zkwJVc0/s400/sam-t2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam Trammell as Sam Merlotte in TB is a good guy who is a true shifter and can change into anything he wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCS0JdnmqI/AAAAAAAABCo/kdWcd-nYy_0/s1600/sam+trammell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485545770728266402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCS0JdnmqI/AAAAAAAABCo/kdWcd-nYy_0/s400/sam+trammell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a bad looking guy, but I prefer Eric &amp;amp; Alcide lol, he has boobs here hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCUtreFwHI/AAAAAAAABDA/LdAjckKCwdM/s1600/teenwolf560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485547858621218930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCUtreFwHI/AAAAAAAABDA/LdAjckKCwdM/s400/teenwolf560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't leave out Teen Wolf could I!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCUtazMxHI/AAAAAAAABC4/D1zoHrxkY-E/s1600/Michael_J_pointSHOP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485547854146356338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCUtazMxHI/AAAAAAAABC4/D1zoHrxkY-E/s400/Michael_J_pointSHOP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M J Fox was a bit of cutey in his time too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCVopo92MI/AAAAAAAABDI/6Csk55FpHGU/s1600/rob+beard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485548871742249154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCVopo92MI/AAAAAAAABDI/6Csk55FpHGU/s400/rob+beard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know he's not a wolf but I bet he could make a gorgeous looking one and I mean he is as hairy as hell anyway. I wouldn't say no to him curling up in my bed and keeping me warm hehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So who would you want keeping you warm out of this little hairy lot? I'll take Alcide, Rob and Hugh of course, maybe a small side order of Tay, Tay, bagged to go of course lmao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-4405035342867434521?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/4405035342867434521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=4405035342867434521&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4405035342867434521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/4405035342867434521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/06/wilfs-or-wolfs-id-like-to-play-with.html' title='WILF&apos;s!!! Or Wolfs I&apos;d like to play with, although some may have to have a manicure and put a bag on their head...just sayin!'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TCCIsWw2MsI/AAAAAAAABBI/PJP9XnrGEpE/s72-c/alcide.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-6656242536713418657</id><published>2010-06-21T10:14:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:39:52.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VILF or Vamps I'd Like to hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now everyone who knows me in real life knows I am addicted to Vampires and have been for a very long time, in fact they definately coloured my take on men for quite a while lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First addiction was to Louis from Interview with the Vampire played by Brad Pitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9CwgCzUFI/AAAAAAAAA_g/LcFg3UJLoe4/s1600/interviewwiththevampirebradpitt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485176272163393618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9CwgCzUFI/AAAAAAAAA_g/LcFg3UJLoe4/s400/interviewwiththevampirebradpitt.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yes long hair, dark, brooding definately had some effect on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9Ddb1rILI/AAAAAAAAA_w/OFfUWn2QozU/s1600/oldman_jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485177044128702642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9Ddb1rILI/AAAAAAAAA_w/OFfUWn2QozU/s400/oldman_jpg.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vlad can impale me whenever he wants hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9qzJCaPnI/AAAAAAAABA4/QB9CNRaKHnU/s1600/wesley_snipes_blade_400x3001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485220297992453746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9qzJCaPnI/AAAAAAAABA4/QB9CNRaKHnU/s400/wesley_snipes_blade_400x3001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking good Mr Snipes my man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9rSBiZM4I/AAAAAAAABBA/WXUitvv5HCY/s1600/david_boreanaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485220828555064194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9rSBiZM4I/AAAAAAAABBA/WXUitvv5HCY/s400/david_boreanaz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buffy came along and Angel grabbed me hard, I fell hook, line and fang for this Vampire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hooked on Underworld and Michael Corvin although technically he was a vamp/were hybrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9EaBuc2gI/AAAAAAAABAA/NNt9dgr8duw/s1600/scott-speedman-gap-435714_646_846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485178085091105282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9EaBuc2gI/AAAAAAAABAA/NNt9dgr8duw/s400/scott-speedman-gap-435714_646_846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Helllooo Mr Speedman...nom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I fell and I fell hard for our Precious, the Golden One, Mr Robert Pattinson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9E76Dbm5I/AAAAAAAABAI/zk7gGIkkLU4/s1600/36876_129135597118291_100000655552244_195023_5704682_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485178667147172754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9E76Dbm5I/AAAAAAAABAI/zk7gGIkkLU4/s400/36876_129135597118291_100000655552244_195023_5704682_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG so gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9ldkacJ1I/AAAAAAAABAQ/H7anHk0GI_4/s1600/29531_124835227548328_100000655552244_174736_7574437_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485214429825738578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9ldkacJ1I/AAAAAAAABAQ/H7anHk0GI_4/s400/29531_124835227548328_100000655552244_174736_7574437_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Robert means happy me :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9mL1jnHvI/AAAAAAAABAY/AoVj2qxpcPo/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485215224701591282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9mL1jnHvI/AAAAAAAABAY/AoVj2qxpcPo/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just look at that face...just beautiful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then along came Eric lol, this is what I wanna do to Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9m1XI4BZI/AAAAAAAABAg/vik25d4RWdM/s1600/tumblr_kouzz5En2c1qzurk8o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485215938090894738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9m1XI4BZI/AAAAAAAABAg/vik25d4RWdM/s400/tumblr_kouzz5En2c1qzurk8o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Eric is just dirty and up for everything, mmmmmm ideal for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9nEGHGdmI/AAAAAAAABAo/lyyuj_lZ8Ag/s1600/tumblr_l04lnpBbi91qzg8hbo1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485216191218087522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9nEGHGdmI/AAAAAAAABAo/lyyuj_lZ8Ag/s400/tumblr_l04lnpBbi91qzg8hbo1_400_large.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh yes you are Mr Northman x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9navnYJTI/AAAAAAAABAw/2cx48Yqc7T8/s1600/alexander-skarsgard-nude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485216580316439858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9navnYJTI/AAAAAAAABAw/2cx48Yqc7T8/s400/alexander-skarsgard-nude.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Party with Alex raise your hand please...Me,me,me,me,meeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOg_00V8kJg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOg_00V8kJg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and finally courtesy of Budweiser884, a lovely video to one of my favourite songs...Closer by Nine Inch Nails...look away non Eric fans&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-6656242536713418657?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/6656242536713418657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=6656242536713418657&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6656242536713418657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/6656242536713418657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/06/vilf-or-vamps-id-like-to-fk-hehe.html' title='VILF or Vamps I&apos;d Like to hehe'/><author><name>NibbleitPattinsonakaNebilet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120309952006849278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/SvQsUtXs3wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/k_IhExTjKfA/S220/app_full_proxy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TB9CwgCzUFI/AAAAAAAAA_g/LcFg3UJLoe4/s72-c/interviewwiththevampirebradpitt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-768589902572224498</id><published>2010-06-18T14:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:59:11.328+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Five</title><content type='html'>Sorry this is late in the day people, I've been busy all day helping to make the school float for tomorrow's field day procession.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, it's all done now, so let the Friday Fun Fuckery commence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last week's winner was &lt;a href="http://starlitviolets.blogspot.com/"&gt;Starlit Violets&lt;/a&gt;, so over to her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round TWO, baby! First - thank you to Banshee713 for picking me! I'm honored. Now - let's get down to business, hos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell us one of the nerdiest things about yourself. Feel free to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt3_Oj-gpI/AAAAAAAABcU/UV1eTXf1gGI/s1600/55754754-9a7a6860fed17b282b71602a13b5f606_4b4731cd-full.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt3_Oj-gpI/AAAAAAAABcU/UV1eTXf1gGI/s400/55754754-9a7a6860fed17b282b71602a13b5f606_4b4731cd-full.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Other than a vampire, what type of mythical creature would you like to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt4QasrOKI/AAAAAAAABcc/6PXvVNiEm_w/s1600/jake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt4QasrOKI/AAAAAAAABcc/6PXvVNiEm_w/s400/jake.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Oops, sorry, I read that as 'be with' ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3. You're getting ready to meet your fellow Twihards for an event, what do you bring in your "Survival Kit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt505cZfeI/AAAAAAAABck/kZSoNtiPjA0/s1600/2008_1121MiniE0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt505cZfeI/AAAAAAAABck/kZSoNtiPjA0/s320/2008_1121MiniE0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4. What is the raunchiest, nastiest sexual act you would participate in if RPattz/KLutz/Any other Twi-man-hottie asked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt6RYNoFlI/AAAAAAAABcs/exSkCsjMKFY/s1600/60914270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt6RYNoFlI/AAAAAAAABcs/exSkCsjMKFY/s400/60914270.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What have the Saga movies done RIGHT?! Come on - I know you liked something in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt6kj1f9GI/AAAAAAAABc0/ovTHemLBxs0/s1600/sg7b82.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt6kj1f9GI/AAAAAAAABc0/ovTHemLBxs0/s400/sg7b82.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Or some&lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Extra Credit: What is your stance on vampire teeth? Do you agree that they should be more human, or do you prefer the pointy kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt68F-g8WI/AAAAAAAABc8/FcboPbkgrJI/s1600/LipBity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt68F-g8WI/AAAAAAAABc8/FcboPbkgrJI/s400/LipBity.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - that's me finished! ;) I hope I didn't repeat any. I can't wait to read your answers for these! MWAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6617355908248405718-768589902572224498?l=edbrella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/feeds/768589902572224498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6617355908248405718&amp;postID=768589902572224498&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/768589902572224498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6617355908248405718/posts/default/768589902572224498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edbrella.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday-fun-five_18.html' title='Friday Fun Five'/><author><name>Stan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12992304216999218512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/Sq-YLAjdjfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NF-akZ0IhRU/S220/2008_09140001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZtE9YBxWio/TBt3_Oj-gpI/AAAAAAAABcU/UV1eTXf1gGI/s72-c/55754754-9a7a6860fed17b282b71602a13b5f606_4b4731cd-full.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617355908248405718.post-3651781750577056366</id><published>2010-06-17T11:32:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:02:41.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Community FanFic Thursday Yaaaaaaay!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I tell you this time off I'm having is flying by so quickly its unreal so we're back to CFF Thursday again, sorry it's a bit late, I've been out in this glorious weather and I've bought an outfit for a friends wedding next month. Guess what...it's not black...shock, horror! Also I got my Dead in the Family book today. Yes the next installment in the Sookie Stackhouse series, I'm as gaga over Eric as I am over Edward. Oh yes, 2 E's are better than one in my mind hehe. Right, fanfic, here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TBn75tbcF4I/AAAAAAAAA9w/wkE3Sz38xHg/s1600/edward.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483690990166087554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZiDEq2bTJyM/TBn75tbcF4I/AAAAAAAAA9w/wkE3Sz38xHg/s400/edward.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella woke with a start, her chest heaving as she fought for breath.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh God" she moaned quietly when would she stop having these nightmares. She lay calming her breathing and analysing the dreams she's been having lately. The same thing over and over, a dark presence, a glimpse of a face, the smell of sweet breath and the brush of lips over her own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.b
