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Sermonize that Sybil Tailor!
chomping on bits of weathered gnu ?
My stonarks keep evaporating :(
Designer socks are not the rediallers in your pizza.
Gort, Klaatu Berada Vimto
Bug vehicle ! Bug vehicle ! Bug vehicle ! Bug vehicle ! ...
Sheps, corbies and coo-beasties.
I like drinking my own urine
Liar, your urine tastes vile.
Even though the calculator died, the liver continued dancing.
So the house laughed.
ugh you and the dancing puffin. why must you torture the sore elf hose :mad:
The adverbs are attacking my bottom again :mad:
Jasper must've been rotting. I can frisk it no longer :blush:
No, the finch was riled, but only before the second inning, you aren't paying attention are you?
The man who brought you Zang and Chickenbags now brings you "Dr Milton's bra".
Hand me that bream riveter you overzealous roofer. Mine hast become disentangled from Lassie's utility belt. Embarrased I am.
You are as beautiful as a lawnmower :)
Sign the butcher :rolleyes:
YOU sign the butcher
Your MOM will sign the butcher.
What the hell is going on with Earl of Gond's avatars? :eek:
The Gonds of Gondor are upon the Mords of Mordor.Quote:
Originally posted by wossname
What the hell is going on with Earl of Gond's avatars? :eek:
Ahh, that reminds me of a funny story. That exact situation was the inspiration for Shuki Levy and Haim Saban to write the first season of Jace & the Wheeled Fax Machines. It never caught on.Quote:
Originally posted by mendhak
The Gonds of Gondor are upon the Mords of Mordor.
Some kind of recursive copyright issues or something.
Simply remove the beavers from the monk's bed.
I'm afraid it's not that simple anymore :(
Have you got any tits, Mrs Xainew?
I'm trying to automatically push my monitor.
Fikkun haddock.
Listen to Elvis, he will tell you how to toss your ballard.
Whoops. I just deleted my pizza knife. :o
I've been travelling to hit a guy in his living room.
The tube ends in Vietnam :mad:
She tossed the grenade into our bunker. I knew right away, it was love at first sight. Dinner would have to get cold tonight.
Raymond gazed pensively into the greasy illumination cast by the streetlights. Shadows of raindrops on the windshield ran down his face like the tears of Prince Joobix of Shebber after Somdax had left him for Gogleg's sister. Raymond lit a cigarette and gently cried. His todger was still jammed in his VCR.
pinnacle.....pool.....sad face :rolleyes:
We now go live to Poland...Quote:
I'm a chicken
I'm a chicken
I'm a chicken
*thump*
We are talking to the bran muffin munchers.
Outer-farming turkeys alite on my fork :cool:
*Ahem*
A Golden Chair Haiku.
I have unsubscribed
and yet the responses come;
so many times...
Thank you
Purple biscuits are not in season tomorrow.
Stingerrrr, I'm gonna gitcha Stiiiiing. Woooo Big Van Vader yeah.
PS. I thought Haiku's were 17 syllables?
Philanthropy just isn't one of your glasses is it? :(Quote:
Originally posted by wossname
Stingerrrr, I'm gonna gitcha Stiiiiing. Woooo Big Van Vader yeah.
PS. I thought Haiku's were 17 syllables?
P.S. He meant... times like a redneck would say it.
That's like bringin hemorrhoid cream to a farting contest.
The frogs got it right. I was counting "times" twice
Everyone board the tittle-ferry!
When will those blasted redsox stop playing rounders and start laying wooden floors? My gonk is getting upset.
ps. "Tiyums"? Ahyuk!
Straight out with the Dog feather!!
Driller maker... how's the crabfish?
This is the end of the land, and then you get wet.
Windows is a good operating system.
ps. I thought that kind of comment should belong in this thread.
Windows > red leaves that fall in autumn
(In terms of taste)
Windows > (the first lamb of spring * smell of fresh cut grass + Wendy arse)
(And Wendy has a great arse!)
Feast instantly on my portruding scroll wheel.
Where can I buy a solar powered flashlight?
Ask the blind man, he's seen the place.
The hidden cow is cloaked with xunubia :cool:
Shall thee ruminate upon ye shortest day, or flatulate on ye longest? The decision is thine to take, but choose wisely, as ye road ahead ys a perilous one. Foolhardy is he that decideth incautiously.
- Wossname in Insolvent. (c.352 BC)
:flatulence:
Angels fall in the zephyr's pickle truck.
OWL CREAM ¾:mad:
Burn the house down. Burn them all!
:mad: