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"Mozart, ever the comedian, wrote a piece of music in 1782 for six voices called Lick Me in the Arse (Leck mich im Arsch) - or more colloquially, Kiss My Arse. He also wrote a piece called Lick My Arse Until it is Nice and Clean.”
i had to find the lyrics for this.
Lick my arse nicely, lick it nice and clean, nice and clean, lick my arse. That’s a greasy desire, nicely buttered, like the licking of roast meat, my daily activity. Three will lick more than two, come on, just try it, and lick, lick, lick. Everybody lick his own arse himself.
after watching six horsey-races, on which i ended up winning all of my betted money back, we got a fabby place in the crowd to watch three amazing 80s acts: heaven 17, ABC (shoot that poison arrow through my heaaart!) & the fantabulistic rick astley himself. ohgod.
i was wearing a massive western moustache (which later ended up on the naked statue in the middle of town) and had my photo taken by the camera-man-person. there was also a big bald security guard in front of us, who jack fell in love with.
mr. astley was so funny & down-to-earth with his hilarious northern accent, sexy leg-rubbing and “hang on, i need to find my glasses” when he sang & played somebody told me on the drums, as a tribute to his drummer friend who died recently. he even did the never gonna give you up dance! i lobe him. ♥
it was so nice to see my friend again and have our usual hours-long chinwag about anything & everything - we had tea and tiffin (aughmygod, that word), which is a chocolate-biscuit-cake-thing. i have never felt more british.
the place we went to was the most stunning country house; i’ll probably pop up some of the photos on dA for you all to “ooh” and “aah” at. it was preeetty♥
so. i’m pretty new here; time to introduce myself!
i’m kezzi. i like hugs, tea, dinosaurs & nintendo, and i am from jolly ol’ billy-shakespeare-a-gogo. otherwise known as england.
you may know me as “that girl from deviantart who makes all the stamps and pretty photos and pixel things”, or simply “that short weirdo i know from somewhere”. either way, you’re here somehow - so welcome to my little tumblr!
disclaimer: please excuse the utter randomnosity of my posts on here. it will literally be a thought-dump.