Threw my garments in the right hole so I'll have a budgie on rye please, if you would be so kind.
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Threw my garments in the right hole so I'll have a budgie on rye please, if you would be so kind.
I trade only in parakeets but I do fancy an occaissional McCaw under the table.
The Macaroona ! Shall we slide upon the tilted tusk my dear madam ?
The tusks need polishing and I'm all out of whipped cream!
Anodised tungsten replacement obelisk installation operatives are permitted, with no warning if necessary, to produce a single gauntlet full of luke-warm lemming faeces. Beware, do not make eye contact with the operative.
In case this event occurs during national holidays, all those present within a 19.6 metre radius of said operative are legally obliged to remove their shoes and kneel down on them so it looks like they are really short.
You may now resume your lobster painting activities.
Message ends.
wheelsparrow and doowap ;)
I offer you jowl implants.
It's no use, the tallow's gone *boink* :(
...and there he was, holding hands with a large gazelle.
At least they covered their jellyrolls with inflatable skytracers ! :mad:
I'm gonna get that toad stool soup bowl even if it is the next thing I won't do.
Saddle up Indiana, we're going to herd some moon rock.
Tally ho !
Don't run with spoons. :mad:
/hiding the calendar grinder ...
I never done nuffin' of a sort :mad:
Where's my Canal?
Cherry cakes start to blossom when the rabbit is half crescent and the chair is in alignment with the mock giraffe.
No sooner.
I didn't expect it to puddle up like that.
A hyperactive hare is lounging on the psychiatrist's couch babbling on about leather golf bags..........all is well in the world!
He nicked my saddle sores last Santa Claus, the pyromaniac ! :mad:
Four drunken elves have embalmed my microwave :eek:
Locust submarine gunners will go on strike on Monday. PM says he's not impressed and stays with his chocolate swimming pool preference for the greater Cheltenham area.
... having eaten nothing but potatoes and a small Chinese dog.
Our banana peeler is eating frozen mothballs with knitting bag sauce. Crunchy ! :)
I've breakfasted on rock and roll and the sauce was sublime.
a reclining induction coil with a red and golden lollypop on top of the mucky beetle root salad.
The newest thing :mad:
The gravity here has a habit of making your sputum get up and walk.
Your elbow patches rumble with a fear reminiscent of mayonnaise sidecars cradled in discarded hymen...
It's a play on pun or words in the fusebox processer 2000.
Either idea a bad way
It's a story as old as time itself. The zucchini and the eggplant refused to play nicely together and the wicket slipped away from them both.:(
Crichtonsaurus with a smelly garment around his ballista.
Cool:
Thats all I have to say, other than the fact that Large Lord Ptarmigan's jovial right nostril is recalcitrant and refuses to take out the garbage. And the truck is coming. I have argued with said nostril before, but to no avail. 'tis a stubborn vent.Quote:
Originally posted by barrk
I've breakfasted on rock and roll and the sauce was sublime.
Forsooth, the respitory orifice in question drives a Lotus Esprit, so I am nought in its presence. He travelleth frome ye celtic stretches to ye nasal clinic in mere seconds posthaste.
Button the starboard flange lest thee impending tempest wrest it asunder!
That's OK, I've attached a nice rump stake to my left testicle :cool:
Did you know that the blubber factory can ejaculate orange juice at 134mph?
This is something I've kept secret from wombat's since 1912.
Marzipan is a viable alternitive to the moose-kitchen.
This has got to be the stupidest thread on the whole forum
Did you spermulate the dolphin while buttering?
Using a big lemon trowel to force the point on Gandalf.
When the bulllet said to him: "PANG!". He did not take the effort to reply.
My frozen icecube is burning!
Ecky-ecky-ecky-kapooïng-zip-ton-mwlbml.
As the pope said to his wife: "I'm gay".
Fear is like butter. And so is my sock.
Try smiling, it will make your day better and your cheecks painfull.
The second page is no place for the chair said the eggplant to the egg.:(
Franked under a mighty potato. One with chilblains, please.
Nuclear Duck Eggs: Cold Menacing Evil.
Insider Threading: Punishable by cold menacing Evil Eggs (Mwahahahahahahaha)
Hold on to the haring!