peter james is preparing to die.
J, Markus (1985-06-03)
J, Sarah (1985-02-21)
Jackson, Laura (1987-02-05)
Jackson, Paul (1974-03-05)
Jackson, Stephen (1970-02-08)
Jalex, Rikard (1990-01-31)
James, Jason (1974-01-23)
James, Peter (1957-02-01)
Jani, Glm (1948-09-17)
Jarvis, Michael (1986-10-10)
Jarvis, Ross (1975-11-30)
Jaskowiak, R (1971-01-01)
Jay, Jess (1985-06-03)
Jaye, Tania (1979-09-20)
Jeffries, Roy (1941-02-18)
Jenkins, Aubrey (1975-05-11)
Jenkins, Susana (1979-07-06)
Jenkinson, Andrew (1972-03-22)
Jennifer, Javier (1982-11-27)
Jennings, David (1965-07-11)
Jent, Matthew (1979-03-13)
Jessup, Edd (1990-06-28)
Jielka, Bulien (1967-02-20)
Jiji, Julia (1990-02-09)
John, Bob (1975-07-24)
John, Daisy (1985-05-02)
Johnson, Adeline (1991-09-19)
Johnson, Daniel (1970-09-29)
Johnson, Iain (1979-11-11)
Johnston, Andrew (1960-02-29)
Johnston, John (1988-08-08)
Jones, Andrew (1974-05-22)
Jones, Casey (1984-11-02)
Jones, Claire (1989-10-27)
Jones, Eli (1975-11-05)
Jones, Lydia (1974-02-03)
Jones, Ruth (1960-12-18)
Jones, Vanessa (1973-01-11)
Jones, Zara (1979-11-03)
Jones III, Quequegg (1792-06-17)
Jourdain, Henry (1972-11-30)
Jowers, SHARON (1980-01-31)
Joy, Nena (1945-11-08)
Jugon, Dean (1986-05-08)
Julian, Christopher (1969-04-30)
i would like my body to be thrown into a twenty foot deep hole,on wasteland behind a sex clinic and people to deposit their bodily fluid over me until i am completely dissolved.
a big piece of yellow gas pipe,like they use under the roads,should be greased out,my body slid inside with 10
packets of dried peas added to soak up any fluids and add a rattle effect.then
both ends sealed until disposal.
the only religion i have ever had was
ORAL HIGHWAYS the tasteful religion
for welsh tongue ninjas.
maybe some sharp sherbet lay downs,
and lapping of the holy bag at the funeral would be nice.
the people who turn up because its more fun than work and they might get
some sandwiches or a crack at the widow,"dark blowjobs".
YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE,YOU BAD BASTARDS.
i want barred all people who profess to have faith in a fictional god from a third rate book or books.
anyone looking miserable must be asked to leave.
anyone fumbling about with my wife shall be given the five hundred pounds that i have set aside, for the bad taste of the day award, and an original copy of "the beano" dated july 1965.
anyone who can burp a tune is welcome.
armpit farting noise makers, can get in free.
for a start
robert mitchum-they dance all night.
united future organisation-i love my baby.i would also like a video that i did before i stopped to be played,what it would consist of has yet to be decided.but it would be in rather bad taste,ha ha ha ho ho.
i would like the readings and rantings,
from the insane and the disturbed.
also it would be nice to have a drunken
ventriloquist recite a few nursery rhymes.
he was killed whilst tongueing the hole of babylon, and in the whole of babylon the mistake went unseen.
peter oliver james.
he left in a FUCKING BIG HURRY!
Q1. FOT THE WUCK IS GOING STOP...
candarice williams from the second wave
of the water margin tongue ninjas,could say what she thought.some stranger invited in off the street, to give his honest opinion of the proceedings.
and the girl with the tesco uniform, could giggle uncontrollably.