Wednesday, November 24, 2010


I have a sore head.Haven't been round to see all Enchanted Oaks Passengos yet (but I will) and here we are ready to go again, YABBADABBADOO!!.
Chris drove brillo last week many many thanklos and now she hands the keys over to Dana Bug, who has set three intriguing prompts over

Dana is a long distance lorry driver(Trucker) so driving a bus should be no bother to her. Dana likes to sing country and western songs and play the guitar while she travels the highways and by ways of America in her 18 wheeler. Luckily she has learned to steer and change gear with her double jointed toes. She is also an expert roller skater and is the blindfold freestyle on one leg world champion of Belgium.In her other spare time she makes high class jewellery out of teeth and wool.. Luckily her husband is a part time dentist and sheep shearer, so she has a continuous supply of materials. A keen extreme explorer she once crossed the mojave desert without the aid of a compass, backwards, wearing flip flops and balancing a fruit bowl on her head. All this with only a thimble of water and a demi baguette (ham ,cheese, mayo) to sustain her.


The Bug said...

You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille... Hope no one minds my Kenny Rogers repetoire!

Dianne said...


Niamh B said...

I love your bios. I still come here to read em even when I already have the prompt!

Heather said...

Hope your head will soon be better. It must be all that poetry writing!

Totalfeckineejit said...


Totalfeckineejit said...

THanks Nibby!!

Enchanted Oak said...

Yep, you do have a fine hand when it comes to churning out the bios. The "thimble of water" was a true stunner.
Since I started riding the Poetry Bus early this year, I've not seen you drive the Bus you invented. What about YOU doing it one of these weeks soonish?

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hey Bug...

In a bar in Toledo, across from the Lido,
On a bar stool she sat on her ring.
She looked like a rover,
so I crawled on right over,
and lay down and asked her, her name.
When my breath finally hit her, she said "I'm no quitter,
But you smell like some stagnant old drains
I'm hungry for Pizza and so's my friend Rita,
and it seems to me that you've neither money nor brains."

So feck off!

MuseSwings said...

I just love your bios - I'm ever so sure everything is true and that your documentation of the same is pristine.