A Chattanooga express. Quick ! Fetch the vicar ! We may yet have some tomatoes !
And someone stole my hare :mad:
I'm looking at http://www.vbforums.com/ !! :mad:
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A Chattanooga express. Quick ! Fetch the vicar ! We may yet have some tomatoes !
And someone stole my hare :mad:
I'm looking at http://www.vbforums.com/ !! :mad:
Who me? *katie adjusts her halo*
C'ya Ian!!!!:)
Not you, him !
http://www.vbforums.com/
I'm scared :eek:
*phew*
You had me worried there for a minute.......I haven't stolen your hare, honest
*readjusts my halo*
*/me opens pocket to make sure Bonker has enough air in there*
Wotcha !
Upside down !
I'm seeing pink elephants
Don't worry Wally! I'm sure it's only temporary!
Temporary ?
They've broken through the pen again. Another night of mending the fence. Bloody pachyderms :mad:
How's Mojave this time of year ? Want me to send some rain ? We have plenty here. :rolleyes:
It's warm but windy today! Rain would be nice if you have some to spare!
I'll take some elephants too! Should go well with my sugar and caffiene induced stupor!
Miserable grey and wet weather. As if I ended up at the wrong side of the channel :p
Cheers me up to no end :rolleyes:
Watch that UPS van ! If one of them buggers is holding a dark cumulonimbus, don't forget to thank me afterwards ;)
thanks Wally! I have fried my brain with insulin this morning and need to do a raindance to burn some of it off!
Send some sunshine over here will you :)
I hate page 986 :mad:
Certainly!
I love artichokes!
With drums like a gun salute. Jon Bonham is one heavy hitter ;)Quote:
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.
Oh, I been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin'
I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir.
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.
When I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Let me take you there. Let me take you there
Did you like your sunshine? Where the hecks my rain!!!!!! :(
that's really beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :cool:
http://www.umich.edu/~oseh/snow.gif
left the fridge open :o