| Report for Siobhan Morris | |
|---|---|
| Approved stories | 2 |
| Summary | Perfectly Exquisite |
Desk-writing poetry.
I woz ere
Ere I woz
Woz i ere?
Yes I woz
Affirming. My best friend Emily McQuade once filled in the space underneath with:
You are sad
Sad you are
Are you sad?
Yes you are
We liked to imagine the first-year who wrote the original poem seeing that, and crying.
I woz ere
Ere I woz
Woz i ere?
Yes I woz
Affirming. My best friend Emily McQuade once filled in the space underneath with:
You are sad
Sad you are
Are you sad?
Yes you are
We liked to imagine the first-year who wrote the original poem seeing that, and crying.
We were shown the building site version of this film at our primary school. A small boy ran onto a building site after his dog, and was killed in several gory ways. He was being watched by a couple of speccy kids in a spaceship, who would bring him back to life after each death. Of particular note is his death after being run over by a truck; "time is money to these machines" declares the narrator, implying that it isn't that they won't see you - they just won't care.
I was scarred for life by this bastard film.
I was scarred for life by this bastard film.