Post Race!

Morning all
*COUGH, SPLUTTER, ARSE*

Finally dragged myself back into work.

Well done Ian... :)

I think that you deserve a round of applause. :)

thanks chris. My head is now alot clearer, I've just got this god awful cough at the moment. can't even smoke becuase of it, which might just be a good thing :)

well thats a good thing in the long run.... lol :)

I Have been considering giving up any way, and as i haven't ahd a *** in two day's now, it might just be the push for me to stop :)

Morning all....
*throws Ian a strepsil

Its pelt Ian with strepsils day!!!!

*lobs a strepsil at Ian*

damn they hurt if you get one in your forehead ;)

Pork scratchings is what you need.

while Ian crouches holding his head, Alex runs over and picks up the Strepsil, finding Porky Pork just about to lob a pork scratching at Crispin, he lobs the Strepsil at Porky Pork ....

*Crispin procures a bag of pork scratchings from Porky Pork's stash, find one and flings it at Porky pork - unfortunately it is a boomerang pork scratching - and Crispin gets coat hanger mouth - DAMN!!!!

Ian meanwhile pulls out his MP5 - strepsil carbine with silencer - and peppers the room...

Luckily, it turns out that this MP5 had replica written down the side of it though, and the caps didn't frighten anybody.

Alex pulls out his Desert Eagle .50 and walks toward Crispin ...

Leave my Pork scratchings out of this... :)

Quote:

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Leave my Pork scratchings out of this...

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squeels Porky Pork as he lobs a boomarang scratching at Alex's head.

Alex covers his head with the Desert Eagle, but to no avail as the stray scratching slices through the gun and Alexs ear. Crispin catches the scratching as it returns to it's owner as Alex is on the floor clasping the side of his head ....

/Picks up a KFC restaurant [sic] and pours contents over Crispin and Ian

Now cluck off.....

how about some Toast?

How about a recital of Genesis 11:10 :D

Or a Balti

Or some Cheese

or a rhinocerous wing ...