~For Sir Paul Maccartney~ Fans write your messages here
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Oh it was deliberate - "Macca" - I see! My apologies, Harleyblues! It was a pun I didn't get!
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Dustbin Lid:
Oh it was deliberate - "Macca" - I see! My apologies, Harleyblues! It was a pun I didn't get!
So glad we got that straight...
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as IF... I have to explain, why I call myself"The nicest fan whom you will never meet"I t may sound like I'm bragging...no, I'm just saying, that the only way you would find out if this statement was indeed true would be to meet me but since that is not about to happen, you can not dispute my claim! I guess you could say I have a self reinforcing delusion. Maybe...one day you might just even be curious enough to find out for yourself? Here I go again...not gonna happen, I'm safe! Can't bring suite 'cause...I just may be telling the truth! Give Bea a kiss for me . One reason why I'm so nice, I don't have any plans to chase you around from show to show, not gonna stalk you or try to contact you in anyway. I know this message isn't even going to cross your path ever 'cause you don't visit this forum, ever! I believe the fans who try to force themselves on you are very rude and need to back off and let you live your life without the intrutions and acting as if you owe 'em, you don't owe me anything. I just like to imagine.. I'm "the nicest fan whom you will never meet"
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Dear best friend, You seem to be a wise fellow with a lot of wisdom under your belt (literally and non-literally if you catch my double entendre drifty drift...) and I just have a bit of a favour to ask of you. It's nothing big but you know... my birthday is coming up soon and a lot of people most likely are not sure what to buy me. Since you are a new best friend it's okay if you don't know either. I mean, I'm not going to blame you or anything. Even though I am a little disappointed that you did not invite us to that Yankees game. I mean, it's not hard to pick up a telephone and call us. Or if you're not comfortable using a telephone, a carrier pigeon would have also worked. I do know, however, you may be a little hesitant to send snail mail since it has come to my understanding that Ringo stopped his fan mail run because of you. You sent him a letter every single day, didn't you? It's cool, we don't judge here so if you did don't be afraid to speak up. There's therapy for those kinds of things, you know. You can get rid of this problem so Ringo will stop taking out all of his senile, old man frustrations on us poor, ever suffering fans. Anyway, back to my birthday present. I will be turning nineteen so it only seems fit that you buy me a bottle of Scotch (I live in Canada and the drinking age is 19, so no worries. We can split it too if you want, I'm open to those kinds of things) and a pony. I mean, every nineteen year old deserves a pony, right? Well that's just how I see it. But in addition to the Scotch and the pony, I have one teeny tiny small request for my birthday. This is what I would like: http://tinypic.com/r/os61hh/3 Now I know what you're thinking, Paul. "Good lord, Danica. Where will I be able to find you John Lennon in time for your birthday?!" Well Paul, I have a great suggestion for you. It's simple, really. All you have to do is just build a time machine and bring him back to the future. From what year of his life, it does not matter. I am never picky when it comes to John. And you might be skeptical about giving him to me but I think everybody here can agree that I am the most suitable person for this endeavor. Besides it will be my birthday... and I will make puppy eyes if I need to. Puppy. Eyes. Just give it a thought, Paul. Are you really going to sit here and tell a young woman that you simply will not give her what she wants for her birthday? I think not. I am not asking for much, Paul. I am not asking for much. Thanks best friend, Danica.
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Hey all! I took the Beatles personality quiz that 2_young took...before she mentioned it. Somehow my not-Beatles-obsessed friend found it on the internet. Anyways, I got mainly George, a little bit of John and very little of Paul. I'm sure I know why... 1) George- I'm "quiet" but I'm not the Gothic "dark and depressing". I'm opinionated and just have decided to not argue with them. 2) John- Very, very appreciative of the creative and artistic. Love them all to death. And, I've got (not in my opinion) an amazing sense of humor. I like irony and sarcasm the most. 3) Paul- I have low tolerance for people who just don't get it. Not my fault I learn fast. Anyways, I know that was brief. Not supposed to be on the computer right now. So I have to go. Pro'lly be back tomorrow to elaborate more 'cos that's what I do. CG
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Lubiana:
i_am_hymn:
Nothing is real. Y'know.
What not even me? I'm not real? Ohhhh, this is mind boggling!
Come back! It's *OK* to have pointy ears!
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lol_lennon:
Dear best friend, You seem to be a wise fellow with a lot of wisdom under your belt (literally and non-literally if you catch my double entendre drifty drift...) and I just have a bit of a favour to ask of you. It's nothing big but you know... my birthday is coming up soon and a lot of people most likely are not sure what to buy me. Since you are a new best friend it's okay if you don't know either. I mean, I'm not going to blame you or anything. Even though I am a little disappointed that you did not invite us to that Yankees game. I mean, it's not hard to pick up a telephone and call us. Or if you're not comfortable using a telephone, a carrier pigeon would have also worked. I do know, however, you may be a little hesitant to send snail mail since it has come to my understanding that Ringo stopped his fan mail run because of you. You sent him a letter every single day, didn't you? It's cool, we don't judge here so if you did don't be afraid to speak up. There's therapy for those kinds of things, you know. You can get rid of this problem so Ringo will stop taking out all of his senile, old man frustrations on us poor, ever suffering fans. Anyway, back to my birthday present. I will be turning nineteen so it only seems fit that you buy me a bottle of Scotch (I live in Canada and the drinking age is 19, so no worries. We can split it too if you want, I'm open to those kinds of things) and a pony. I mean, every nineteen year old deserves a pony, right? Well that's just how I see it. But in addition to the Scotch and the pony, I have one teeny tiny small request for my birthday. This is what I would like: http://tinypic.com/r/os61hh/3 Now I know what you're thinking, Paul. "Good lord, Danica. Where will I be able to find you John Lennon in time for your birthday?!" Well Paul, I have a great suggestion for you. It's simple, really. All you have to do is just build a time machine and bring him back to the future. From what year of his life, it does not matter. I am never picky when it comes to John. And you might be skeptical about giving him to me but I think everybody here can agree that I am the most suitable person for this endeavor. Besides it will be my birthday... and I will make puppy eyes if I need to. Puppy. Eyes. Just give it a thought, Paul. Are you really going to sit here and tell a young woman that you simply will not give her what she wants for her birthday? I think not. I am not asking for much, Paul. I am not asking for much. Thanks best friend, Danica.
ftw. and i do agree,he does not call us when he ventures out into public at all. ahah. but srsly,your not asking for much. and I BETTER be invited to this party,grl. >;( Oh...and paul of course.cause if he isn't there,then all hell breaks loose ahah.
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see m to have shot my wad for the nonce in the ' personal to mr.paul' message writing department, after i outdid myself and strained my brain several times months ago,but i see several giddy besotted clever loquacious fans here are taking up the slack... i'm glad for them... i hope to dream up something scintillating and witty again too, before too long. or i may lose your 'star dust' (glittery glamorous stuff) sprinkles,the little bitty teeny weeny piece of your heart perhaps won a little some how a time or two after many semi-frantic impassioned struggles and strivings... i only sought just a teeny bit. ops: : 'just another little piece of your heart now baby -- you know i want it, 'cause it makes me feel good' take it just another little piece of my heart now baby break it just another little piece of my heart you know you want it cause it makes you feel good
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AS IF... Just a short note to Danica, I'm so glad you have an imagination like that, it helps when you get older. We can dream... Paul, Hey there! Since your new best friend has ask for the impossible, now what ever I ask for will not sound so bad, RIGHT? I'd like an airline ticket for my daughter to come up from Florida for a visit. You are a DAD, you would( no dout) miss your children if they were far away. But since this is not going to come to your attention, I can ask. As for my birthday(JUNE 18th) I got what I had been wanting...the trip to Halifax and to see you perform LIVE. Was a late gift, but well worth the wait(45 yrs. late)It was a beautiful night! The weather was perfect, the moon was an awesome sight! I'll keep that night in my heart forever, when ever I see fireworks...I'll think of that night, but, to me the highlight of the show was the "Mull of Kintyre" You see, I could have waited to go to a concert in the USA.But I wanted to hear that song and I knew you wouldn't be performing it anywhere else but in Canada,Thank you, you were fantastic and thank the band for me, OK? As all ways...GIVE BEA A KISS FOR ME I remain "the nicest fan whom you will never meet"
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Paul, I'd love to see you back in your white tux, dancing down the stairs a la MMT. Except this time, I'll be waiting for you at the bottom with a tussy mussy with wildflowers, claiming the rest of the dance.
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Hey Paul... Well, since it's acceptable to ask you for birthday gifts... (hehe) Well, all I want is a good stack of books, a bunch of Beatles music, maybe a new journal for poetry and some nice pens and possibly a new bag of Ludens Cough Drops for my relentless sore throat. -rubs throat- I ate a banana and it seemed to help...buuuuut... It hurts again. Ho hum. Hey, Paul? Are you gonna be in Tucson any time soon? 'Cos if you are, can I be there? If I saw you, could I glomp you? I've been glomped. It isn't as bad as it's made out to be. Anyways, Paul... you!
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Hey now. Never say never! You all won't be laughing when I wake up one morning and find John sitting on my front porch with a big red bow stuck to his forehead!
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What a funny image... John with a big red bow on his forehead... Having Photoshop right now would be VERY convienent...
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Paul hope you're having a wonderful time!! We miss you over here in the West Coast!!
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Hey, Paul? Squee! Have a happy day!
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Hi Macca! mwah! (that was the sound of an imaginary kiss-hey, how come we don't have a kissing smiley on this site?) Anyways, hugs and kisseas, I'm in a jolly mood today and for a good reason. I finally put the first chapter of my new Beatles story online, here's the link: http://www.quizilla.com/stories/13785819/liverpool-four It's called Liverpool Four (yeah, not the most original title, but that's the best I could come up with). I swear I didn't intend for the first chapter to be so long ! It's just that once I started writing, I got a little carried away, but it's actually pretty interesting (in my opinion). Well, I've got to say, I'm proud of it, hope you and everyone else will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. You will read it, won't you Macca??? -this is not a shocked smiley, it's a puppy eyes smiley (yeah, you have to use your imagination to see it).
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Pauly, You never ever worry And ya never shed a tear You're sayin that my love ain't real Just look at my face these tears ain't drying (i swear that I heard you sing "these tears I'm crying" guess I was wrong. :lookround You you you Can never say That I'm not the one Who really loves you I pray pray pray, everyday That you'll read and respond to my posts. Hey, not sure whether I should be telling you this, but I was so scared yesterday cause I thought I was falling out of love w/ you and falling in love w/ John (ahh, I see more tomatoes coming my way-Paul it's wrong for a man to throw tomatoes at a girl). But don't worry, it was just a one day thing, cause I woke up this morning thinking "What was I thinking, I would never trade Paul for John" (no offense to Danica and all other John fans-he's still cool).
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Paul, last week I've seen at least three men who looked exactly like you --- of course actually they didn't a bit... Please, stop doing that!
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Kiriwana:
Paul, last week I've seen at least three men who looked exactly like you --- of course actually they didn't a bit... Please, stop doing that!
God, where are those men. What are their names, addresses, phone numbers-ah, Pauly, what are doing here-you weren't supposed to hear/read all of that ! Just kidding, no Paul look alike in the world can ever possibly replace Paul. He's my one and only Sir James Paul McCartney (man, I love calling him that, it sounds so fancy, so aristocratic, so sophisticated-well, you get it ). Hey, Paul, does the fact that I made three posts on one thread in one hour show that I have no life? Hey, it's me lunch break. Also, if an 18 year old girl were to run up to you, hug you, squeez you, and tell you that she loves you (yeah, really loves you-not like a musician, but like a man) would you be freaked out or flattered? (just thought I'd get your opinion on that before I end up giving you a heart attack). the Ringo in me says: I'm warning you with peace and love-respond to my posts-peace and love . Oh, that Ringo!
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2_Young_4_Paul:
God, where are those men. What are their names, addresses, phone numbers-ah, Pauly, what are doing here-you weren't supposed to hear/read all of that !
Don't be afraid, it was just something like hallucination You know it