The nun lurked menacingly over the horizon.
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The nun lurked menacingly over the horizon.
I've attached a water tank to my left elbow :cool:
Tuba's droomcard went berserk on Fiffel
Paste it under that voluminous penguin.
floomin' chubes, who are they?
Virtually stupid, technically mad, practically useless, but it sure is damn funny
The jury didn’t believe my story about the Sellotape and the Baked Beans :mad:
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I reckon this is the most sensible, deep and meaningful thread that this forum complex has ever hosted.
Plus, who likes my Rolf Harris avatar?
Torba, Hermes and Bliffle shundered down to Hortskent's Beer Keller. Dressed were they in flaxen tabards and ABS shoes, drunk were they upon departure.
when it is all said and done the squid is always the winner.
People with squid fetishes should beware the full moon
Charm me sideways with a spandex kilt. ;)
holy catfish pogoman what's that? A troika of turtle turds? What can it mean?
Quote:
Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo
James Joyce (1944), A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Have you rewigged your fruitbowl lately?
Does it keep the figs from invading the pears privacy?
(Speaking of Tortoise God Om): "There is a limit to the amount of wrath that can be waxed one inch from the ground."
- Lord Terence de Pratchett, "Small Gods"
The President of Gyana just rang asking me to say "Umbol Turammo".
And how big exactly is your responge ability ?
The armadillo is wrathful and full of vengeance and sprouts.
When you really want to have a squiggle you never can.
The lemon tripped the sausage with a small twist of holiday spirit.
The natives are restless today.......unfurl the tongues!
Concrete lamposts never go deaf...nonsense, I beat mine every morning.
compile the java beans into mocha, for all the wood paneling in the world will not stop the torcano
I've been to the butter factory.
I've been to Moshe the Beadle.
Daler been to pluck the purple feathers from the mane of the wild atomic goose.
There's a moose-girl in my ejactulator!
I'm looking for "Fly Fishing" by JRR Tolkien.
Also:
"Windows ME for Dummies"
"Visual Basic for Dunnies" (Im short on lavatory paper!)
"How to Raise an Army of Undead Legions to Terrorise the Realm of Man, for Revolting Peasants"
"Mongoose Breeding, in Easy Steps"
"How to build Medieval Siege Machines and other Engines of War, a Beginners Guide"
"Famous Rakes of the 17th Century, for the Professional"
Are you by any chance Phill McRackup ?
No, Phil McRevice....
The sheep occasionally happened in stereo.
When Mondays happen revolt strenuously!
Phil McCavity
snot green soup served under a napalm tree. Yummy.
We have the newest thing : a pear-to-pear network powered by camel dung
Don't confuse me with all that quacking. :mad:
scrumpitiously delicious oak panels on a bed of watercress. Ah, the crunch of that first bite.
Margaret, he's attacking the printer cartwheel with irrelevant mice again !
There’s a Scandinavian plumber and a midget eating chalk in my dishwasher :mad:
I'll soon be finished pustulating.
To pay for the dairy I employed my carbons.
i hope you have insurace...Quote:
Originally posted by Bonker Gudd
There’s a Scandinavian plumber and a midget eating chalk in my dishwasher :mad:
My aunt has Welsh velcro-stigmata in the San Pedro area.
ĥ~
Serving Suggestion
Be sure to swivle the girdle.
Only The Golden Chair gives me that bluey kind of whiteness I like.
It's not clean, but it is squeaky.
My hyperactive hare is on the psychiatrist's couch once again. Better send in the artichokes.
Make that hare stop lapping at the yeast extract. :mad:
Please turn the hedge one row to the left. Thank you.
I am tumburisizing in the electric moth, kittens.
Mallowing in a gassy marsh.
And upon this world wll be born an Arnie, and though we will laugh at his accent and his woodeness, we shalt not laugh at his comedy even that he be pregnant. For he is the Terminator.
Whereupon Jeremy toppled into the vat of minty candy floss.
- Spanner
- Mashed Potato
- Lionel Richie
Never pet your dog when it is on fire.
May you always have stables of horses to service your needs
Salmon me up a big Mr Wenky please Gertha.
Your sweet voice is like the snap of a bra strap upon a sun burnt back