An amalgamation of two entirly different things - Cup-Drink and Rasthangatas-Sellithaine, which when put together, form my Suenolian name. Rasthangatas-Drink, my Suenolian soul-mate, takes the other halves of both the phrases.
"Oh Rasthangatas!"
"Oh Sellithaine!" (call and response, called in a provokative, questioning yet fond manner)
"Oh Sellithaine!" (call and response, called in a provokative, questioning yet fond manner)
by Cup-Sellithaine February 03, 2005
"When I grow up, I want to be a myrmecologist, mummy."
"What's a mymecologist?"
"It's somebody who partakes in myrmecology."
"Oh, right - yeah, cool."
"What's a mymecologist?"
"It's somebody who partakes in myrmecology."
"Oh, right - yeah, cool."
by Cup-Sellithaine November 07, 2005
A play about a ridiculous thing that was COMPLETELY blown out of proportion. Basically, Mary cheats on Joseph with a guy who could have been called Tony. She can't bear the thought of A)Upsetting her husband B)Being stoned to death by an excited crowd of civilians, on account of comitting adultary. So, she takes her chances and tells the gullable Joseph that God came down from the heavens and did the dirty on her, resulting in Mary being pregnant with the so-called "son of god". For generations and generations, this far-fetched story has been passed on, and more and more gullable people have been persuaded that Jesus was the son of a virgin. C'mon guys. Let's be realistic here.
-Oh Joseph, I'm...I'm...I'm pregnant!
-WHAT? BUT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A BLOODY VIRGIN! YOU SLEPT WITH THAT TONY DIDN'T YOU!? I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING GOING ON! WAIT TILL THE NEIGHBOURS HEAR ABOUT THIS!
-No! erm (think Mary, think!) Er...well, yeah...erm...IT WAS GOD WHAT DONE IT!
-WOW! Are you serious?
-Yeah!
-Do you know how holy this makes us, Mary? It's a miracle! What are we gonna call the baby?
-Jesus?
-Perfect. Jesus, Mary and Joseph. What a family, eh?!
-WHAT? BUT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A BLOODY VIRGIN! YOU SLEPT WITH THAT TONY DIDN'T YOU!? I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING GOING ON! WAIT TILL THE NEIGHBOURS HEAR ABOUT THIS!
-No! erm (think Mary, think!) Er...well, yeah...erm...IT WAS GOD WHAT DONE IT!
-WOW! Are you serious?
-Yeah!
-Do you know how holy this makes us, Mary? It's a miracle! What are we gonna call the baby?
-Jesus?
-Perfect. Jesus, Mary and Joseph. What a family, eh?!
by Cup-Sellithaine February 04, 2005
by Cup-Sellithaine February 04, 2005
by Cup-Sellithaine November 07, 2005
Cup drinks are tasty, convenient and colourful. They come in bright pink (raspberry), bright blue, bright orange and many other colours. They come with a straw that has a sharp point at one end. One of the best things about having a cup drink is grabbing the straw and enthusiastically stabbing it through the plastic lid. Cup drinks bring happiness to the world. Indeed, I am partly named after Cup Drink, my name being "Cup-Sellithaine". My cool mate Clare Atkinson is also partly named after Cup Drink, and her name is Rasthangatas-Drink
"Excuse me, We're really thirsty...Do you have a spare 20 pence piece so we can buy two cup drinks for 10p each?"
by Cup-Sellithaine February 04, 2005
A barbaric activity where a baby bull is pushed onto a stage where it is watched by thousands of psychos who enjoy seeing it being tortured. First the bull is weakened with horrible metal spikes and humiliated publically, and just when it thinks things can't get much worse, it is stabbed in the heart by a ponsy Spanish bastard riding a horse. A truly horrible, inhumane and disgusting sport. Oh and by the way, it is not a sport because for something to be a sport there has to be an element of uncertainty. ie, No one knows which team or side will win. In bullfighting, there is just one outcome - the suffering and eventual death of the bull.
If a bullfighter puts on a good show, he/she wins the ears, or tail of the bull as a trophy. Nice.
If the bull shows a phenominal amount of strength and endurance, it is not stabbed in the heart by the matador, it is allowed to bleed to death outside the stadium. Nice. (and rare)
If the bull shows a phenominal amount of strength and endurance, it is not stabbed in the heart by the matador, it is allowed to bleed to death outside the stadium. Nice. (and rare)
by Cup-Sellithaine February 04, 2005