All like now Clivey is sitting in the rain at Kensington waiting for the Finals to start, and after that it is fordeday morning jam and then straight to Bridgetown Market and then a fete on Saturday night. Sleep Sunday and then, “Spring Garden ah coming” Monday morning.
[...] we were stunned to see that Cliverton’s girlfriend accessed the blog and posted an article Where Did Cliverton Sleep Last Night? Before the rest of us realised what had happened, some very rough four letter words were also [...]
34 Comments
July 25, 2008 at 6:27 pm
get yourself home now.
July 25, 2008 at 6:50 pm
Clive? Please…
July 25, 2008 at 7:59 pm
Clive – what de hell you think you doing? You better have a damn good excuse!
July 25, 2008 at 8:04 pm
Clive? please
July 25, 2008 at 8:06 pm
someone is in big trouble. Cliverton go home now
July 25, 2008 at 8:13 pm
It looks like the personal life has taken over the blog. I hope you work it out.
July 25, 2008 at 8:16 pm
bastard
July 25, 2008 at 8:16 pm
@Jason… Thank you for your above.
To put on the table: I thought this was a serious Blog. Why would anyone *care* about the above?
July 25, 2008 at 8:21 pm
Serious blog or not – somebody is doing their laundry in public. too bad.
July 25, 2008 at 8:25 pm
ohhhhh ohhhh. Please be nice!
July 25, 2008 at 8:26 pm
@akabozik: “Please be nice!”
Why?
July 25, 2008 at 8:27 pm
I’m sorry. Please call.
July 25, 2008 at 8:34 pm
bastard.
July 25, 2008 at 8:36 pm
@Anonymous: “Please call.”
…now that just comes across as insecure and needy…. (wink)
July 25, 2008 at 8:40 pm
More important where will he sleep tonight?
July 25, 2008 at 8:41 pm
Wahtever is wrong here, you should calm down and take a deep breath. Nothing is solved by name calling.
BFP please get rid of this article.
July 26, 2008 at 12:20 am
wait cliverton still got dat outside woman in de Ivy fa true
July 26, 2008 at 3:27 am
I’m not going to take it down and I’ll bloody well leave it up forever for all to see. YOU put it up so YOU take it down.
July 26, 2008 at 3:42 am
It is Crop Over time fuh true!
July 26, 2008 at 4:02 am
I think that Cliverton is resting quietly in the dog house all like now.
Nitey, nite, Clivey my boy. S;eep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs bite.
July 26, 2008 at 4:57 am
Girl you are going too far with this. You think you can embarrass him it will only make it worst.
July 26, 2008 at 11:43 am
Chaaww, Clive!
Do yo thang, dude!
July 26, 2008 at 5:05 pm
sometime a tomcat need to prowl around to know he happy at home
July 26, 2008 at 11:55 pm
will somebody fill me in on what happened? I’m lost!!!!
July 26, 2008 at 11:56 pm
actually forget about it…I have a feeling I don’ t want to know…haha
carry on
July 27, 2008 at 3:47 am
Has Cliverton come home yet? Woaloss! Must be crop over time!
July 27, 2008 at 10:42 pm
I wish I could sleep that good!
July 27, 2008 at 11:02 pm
He en’t get home yet? Wow!
July 28, 2008 at 2:02 am
I think I see Clivey wukking up on the East coast 1/2 hour ago.
He looked happy to me.
July 30, 2008 at 10:16 pm
OMG, did he ever come home?
August 1, 2008 at 7:10 pm
All like now Clivey is sitting in the rain at Kensington waiting for the Finals to start, and after that it is fordeday morning jam and then straight to Bridgetown Market and then a fete on Saturday night. Sleep Sunday and then, “Spring Garden ah coming” Monday morning.
Happiness is “Crop-Over”
August 1, 2008 at 9:20 pm
He has to be home now, wh’appen??
August 4, 2008 at 6:48 am
[...] we were stunned to see that Cliverton’s girlfriend accessed the blog and posted an article Where Did Cliverton Sleep Last Night? Before the rest of us realised what had happened, some very rough four letter words were also [...]
August 6, 2008 at 1:23 pm
When you see this side of a womam, it’s time to cut her loose.