Ever wondered what the prat who writes the ubiquitous nonsense you read here sounds like? Would you like to know? Didn’t think so.
Even so, Mike has compiled a podcast featuring 14 of the 100 contributions to Shaggy Blog Stories, read by their authors, and it is available to buy over at Lulu’s for a measly £2 with 80% of it going to Comic Relief.
Judging from the snippet I heard on Lulu’s site, it’s clear that my contribution is dwarfed by the sheer verve and gusto with which the other contributors perform their piece, which, in my opinion, makes the podcast well worth the money.
So go over to Lulu’s and check it out. You may then come back here and taunt me in the comment box about how rubbish I am.
No one will throw rubbish your way!
Can’t you just put your podcast on here?
I’m such a cheap bastard.
oooooh…….to hear the voice behind the strange little stories……..! Tantalizing, indeed!
Part? Ubiquitous nonsense?
We don’t think so at all, Sir…
That should be ‘Prat’, obviously. We’re a part for not knowing how to type properly!
Admission:
I have never known which particular story of yours was in the shaggy blog collection. Did you ever say, exactly?
Regrets:
I am “between” credit cards. The company having confiscated thousands due to a huge break in security and having failed to reissue the new one promptly. Retail outlets, therefore, usually do not send me things.
Abject Apology: I have not yet bought the book but I have listened to the clip. Which prat was you, sweetie??
You’re shit
And your mother smells of elderberries
And no-one likes you, ever, in the world
(oh shit, supposed to go to the other site first)
clarissa: you’re probably right there. not rubbish, only eggs and tomatoes.
timbo: really, it’s hardly in the spirit of the thing… you’re just going to have to buy it instead!
maryam: strange little stories? I never knew…
mr. x: you are very kind, even if a tad misguided.
lj: as of yesterday, 499 copies of the book have been sold. I heard a rumour that there’s a prize for the 500th customer…
spanish goth: apart from my mother smelling of elderberries, I think you’re spot on there.
oood, enidd will go to buy a copy. and she bets you’re brilliant, sir ed.
enidd: prepare to be shocked!