Ragged Clown

It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing…

Favourites

Subscribe

Email Address

Join 73 other subscribers

Latest Posts

The Naughtiest Boy in School
11+
Run away with me
Cultural Loss
When Two Tribes Go to War
What are philosophers for?
The Black and White Room
How long have I got?
Should computer science students learn the arts?
How to Die
What’s the buzz?
Two blogs for the price of one!

Recent Comments

Ragged Clown on No More Heroes Any More
Ragged Clown on The Naughtiest Boy in School
Theda on The Naughtiest Boy in School
Ragged Clown on 11+
Bernard North on 11+
Ragged Clown on 11+
Bernard North on 11+
Ragged Clown on 11+
Ragged Clown on 11+
Just In Time on 11+
Kevin Dudley on 11+
Ragged Clown on Run away with me

Tags

art atheism blog books Bush cancer computers death design Drawings education ethics favourite football funny games heroes history iPad Iraq Japan LOLmouse maths media memories movies music navy Obama philosophy photo poetry politics programming Ragged Clown Records religion review school science sex sport Ted travel video war

Archives

May 2008
S	M	T	W	T	F	S
				1	2	3
4	5	6	7	8	9	10
11	12	13	14	15	16	17
18	19	20	21	22	23	24
25	26	27	28	29	30	31

« Apr Jun »

← Feed the Head But that’s got spam in it →

Farewell, Simon! Thou wer’t a valiant foe!

May

2008

Tags: animal, LOLmouse, photo [permalink]

← Feed the Head But that’s got spam in it →

Type your email…

6 responses to Farewell, Simon! Thou wer’t a valiant foe!

julio May 20, 2008

🙁

sorry little fella

Reply

Georgina Lawrence May 20, 2008

oooaaaaaaaaaaaah 🙁 We shall miss you…

Reply

Jeffrey Fredrick May 20, 2008

How was he dispatched? Was it the repeated falls that did him in? Did he overeat himself to death?

Reply

CaptainGroggySwagger May 20, 2008

It looks like he succumbed to the vapours.

Reply

Kevin May 20, 2008

He succumbed to a massive blow from the backside of my carving knife.

We had an exciting chase scene when he leaped about 2 vertical feet from the bucket (while I was holding it) on to the kitchen counter. Then he scurried back and forth behind the toaster and the kettle and the stove until he scurried no more.

Prepare to die, A MOUSE!

Reply

Jeffrey Fredrick May 22, 2008

He might have gotten away if he hadn’t twisted his ankle on the counter.

Reply

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Comment *

Name *

Email *

Website

Notify me of follow-up comments by email.

Notify me of new posts by email.

Δ

What to read next?

Here are a few of my favourite posts. You can find more favourites here.

A long time ago, I had a girlfriend and I used to sing to her. Continue reading →
Score one point for things you’ve done that most people haven’t. Continue reading →
Mrs Clown thought I needed cheering up so she sent me an ad for a show with naked dancers Continue reading →
The End-of-Life Handbook recommends using ritual to create meaning. Continue reading →
I was looking for a picture of a freshly inked tattoo. I knew it was there somewhere… Continue reading →

Type your email…

Proudly powered by WordPress

Copyright © 2006-2023 Ragged Clown