Who's been peeking at my chickens? :mad:
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Who's been peeking at my chickens? :mad:
Hello pleas, does my pizza come with Caller ID yes no?
I've moved all the milk tablets away from the penniless magnet.
Only the true goats may be available when spring derives.
My myonic lobrick timfner has labelled you a lorkundbilly.
There are blue clocks around the noodle bleach
I don't understand the words on this page
Brush my onions wet!
Soil is good for you.
Wossname has made Bonkers Gnome :afrog:
Bonker ate my lobsters.
Today is hemmoridging day!
Ahh, fresh dentist on a mild autumn evening. Could you pass the iodine?
My periods have turned into spectacular fireworks! :cry:
No more genteel daisies today. Please refer to Peter the Pancarte.
I am a breathing ostrich pensi
I'm having your burger.
Please keep your personal life a little more private. Too much info!Quote:
Originally Posted by mendhak
Our chairs are now extended with light pluto like planets in the hinges. Worth your money, eh? :afrog:
What is mr ginger? :pokemon:
They sell nails by the console flax wenches. :eek2:
Your rabbits stole my dandruff. Let them elope.
Leave my seat alone... :eek:
My giblets come in 14 sizes :thumb:
Who wants to watch my new whitexploitation flick? Spotty geek finds he is under pressure to buy large gold chains and have a fake limp when he walks. He overcomes peer pressure and buys a router instead.
Jo Frost is hot.
When you were yellower than before, youpenned many a great calendars.
NO PETUNIA, NO PETUNIA!
It's all the greatest snow curtain on earth!!!!!! :wave:
I think it needs more mayonnaise :garfield:
Laden with liquorish, garnished with bits of frozen milk.
- Calculon, I thought you were...
- Egyptian? That's what I wanted you to think.
The barley pieces float, absorbing the environment around it, and yet the fruit contributes nothing but the temporary taste imparted during bite-downs.
Mercury's distant turmoil raged silently overhead, Pete thought about this as he rode his terrapin down the beach. The amphibian waddled on its way, occasionally veering gently towards a nearby ice-cream seller. Archie was fond of Mint-Choc Cornettos, but today Pete was not prepared to tolerate the creature's confectionary preferences. He rode on stoically, pausing only briefly to kick sand all over Al Gore's internet.
Oh my god no! Salt! I can't have salt in my Bacardi. It will ruin my efforts to mix the next millenium's album.
However, none of this explains how to get my spleen in dolby.
Your frog-implant is overdue :hogfart:
There goes a belt sparking secret.
Stop peeling the fire.
Perforated aprons are just like your blessed testicles.
I want refrigerated apricots :(
Irradiate my dingleberries, poor vicar.
:eek2:
What's the point of this thread? :ehh:
I never worked that out to be honest with youQuote:
Originally Posted by Jacob Roman
The original intention was to keep Bonker contained, but obviously the Super Ninja Death Squad made sure that didn't happen.
:cry:
Moreover, his spinnaker's left pocket contains lint that is umbued (by the idiot yokels) with special healing powers, but at the same they time fear the windlass's deadly stare.
So you see the inevitable conundrum this leaves us with. To risk injury or death merely to anoint onesself with some inert fluff or to just discard this as idle folklore?
It would be a brave man that swabs a piece of eight on this benighted vessel.
Avast ye!
Is it something to do with the elderly?Quote:
What's the point of this thread?
Quote:
Originally Posted by crptcblade
Oannes makes certain that we never tie our coat hangers like a polishing deodorant.
Its peanut butter jelly time!
Cheap thrills for all cholera ridden plastic turnips.
Hippo feet smell nice when dipped in purfume.
This golden chair is your bittersweet caviarness.
May the cruzer sit beside you.
Another one of today's concerned repurchases.
Its Peanut Butter Jelly Time!Quote:
Originally Posted by damasterjo
Its Peanut Butter Jelly Time!Quote:
Originally Posted by damasterjo
Where's my lobster-trousers?
What a big thread you've created 5 years ago man :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Bonker Gudd
bonker gudd you must be proud!
Naquita and sober snowflakes... now there is butter. :)
I swollowed the AUP :(
Orange navels are intellectually superior to silver-platted cathodes. :blush: