My trousers are expected to set sail at a quarter past midnight.
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My trousers are expected to set sail at a quarter past midnight.
arse
When plucking gerbils you must hold it firmly by the tail!
sporadic mastication by inadeqaute patriarchs is unacceptable.
My teeth and my left kidney have been teleported onto the Effiel Tower (via Luxemborg).
I emailed m yself to the king of the gypsies. Wish me luck!:cool:
My customer is holding my requirements hostage and demanding results............anyone have a porcupine?:mad:
I am wearing a unisex fragrance.
:cool:
I gave my stereo to a detachable goat. :cool:
You are a cabbage with an attitude :rolleyes:
A module private messaged me searing on and on about the potatoes in the matchbox
I live on the outskirts of chocolate. :)
How much for the good looking muffins, Mr. Jambalaya? I'll give you three jelly beans!
I've just finished my essay titled:
'"The trees, the trees are out to get me.. but it's not the trees I'm worried about, it's the sheep that follow them.. argg!!!!!!!" - Discuss'
The elevator is on hunger strike between the 2nd floor and the percolator :(
Remember the frog that used to be a prince?........she was really a dog named Melba and now she's toast!
I allow my salmon to indulge in yoghurt dappling.
The marigold continue to berate me for talking to the daisies :(
My shoes keep coming home drunk late at night :(
My fingers want to eat roses for breakfast
The hare on my head keeps standing up and cheering :confused:
buttons are rare in grated cheese :confused:
Raging carrots are wiggling down to the supermarket
I stand poised at the threshold of Newfoundland.
:cool:
Flush once for no, twice for maybe, thrice for Kenneth the Haddock.
My ears are singing God Bless America in three part harmony!
the mango hair root simply clashes with my shoe leather sport underwear
:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
Say 'aye' if you're deceased
My breakfast bowl wants to run away with my spoon :)
I steal garbage from Ringo Starr.
;)
I am the Queen of all the Underworld
*thinks..*
sorry.. Underwear
There's a mole in my vegetable soup and he's stealing my recipes :mad:
Amethyst indeed is the Mozart that installs a wallet. :)
Salute the guff pilot. Many have tried to eat his gammon.
I was expelled from refrigerator college for milking a Dutch-Irish mosquito.
:(
I've put Plutonium in your cheese sandwich :mad:
An attitude like that won't win you the three-legged Star Trek marathon...:p
There's a gay parrot hiding in your undergarment :(
My monkey never eats chimnies after alarm festivals.
Did you remember to cast the pearls of wisdom before the hares?