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Post by SardaASSK on Jul 23, 2004 3:27:15 GMT -5
"Mr. X has been permitted to select the manner of his own death." *Mr. X is chased off a cliff by 100 topless female athletes*
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Post by Antigone Memorial on Jul 23, 2004 6:37:54 GMT -5
Oh S**t! It's Mr. Creosote!
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Post by Neandertron on Jul 23, 2004 8:34:14 GMT -5
"It was... the salmon mousse!"
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Post by Antigone Memorial on Jul 23, 2004 9:27:09 GMT -5
You did use FRESH salmon didn't you dear?
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Post by Neandertron on Jul 23, 2004 9:56:57 GMT -5
I'm sorry dear they only had tinned. the fishmonger is usually so reliable.
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Post by Antigone Memorial on Jul 23, 2004 23:53:44 GMT -5
'I'll ask him, but I don't think he'll be very keen. You see, he's already got one!'
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Post by Warrior Thorin on Jul 24, 2004 14:59:20 GMT -5
"A spanking! A spanking!"
"Then, after the spanking, the oral sex!"
"Well, I s'pose I could stay for a bit longer!"
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Post by Antigone Memorial on Jul 24, 2004 23:42:58 GMT -5
Nono, you must come now, it's far too perilous.
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Post by Serengarve on Jul 25, 2004 11:03:50 GMT -5
"Let me go back, and face the peril!"
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Post by Warrior Thorin on Jul 25, 2004 12:58:48 GMT -5
"No, no, it's far too perilous!"
"I bet your gay!"
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Post by SardaASSK on Jul 26, 2004 4:24:41 GMT -5
"Yoink!"
*pulls down everyone's pants with a mechanical armiture!*
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Post by KingmanReef on Jul 26, 2004 4:35:24 GMT -5
pepperpot lady: "i object to all this sex on the television! for one thing, i keep falling off."
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Post by Warrior Thorin on Jul 26, 2004 12:19:22 GMT -5
And now for something completely different.
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Sir Paul
Senator / Director of the Pacific Press
This is PNN
Posts: 617
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Post by Sir Paul on Jul 26, 2004 15:59:09 GMT -5
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Post by Neandertron on Jul 26, 2004 23:12:14 GMT -5
Lumberjack: Oh I'm a lumberjack and I'm ok/ I sleep all night and I work all day/ I cut down trees/ I eat my lunch/ I go to the lavotry/ on wednesdays I go shopping/ and have buttered scones for tea! Mounties: Oh he's a lumberjack and he's ok/ he sleeps all night and he works all day he cuts down trees/ he eats his lunch/ he goes to the lavotry/ on wednesdays he goes shopping/ and has buttered scones for tea! Lumberjack: Oh I'm a lumberjack and I'm ok/ I sleep all night and I work all day/ I cut down trees/ I skip and jump/ I like to press wild flowers/ I put on womens clothing/ and hang around in bars! Mounties: Oh he's a lumberjack and he's ok/ he sleeps all night and he works all day He cuts down trees/ He skips and jumps/ he likes to press wild flowers/ he put on womens clothing?/ and hangs around in bars? Lumberjack: Oh I'm a lumberjack and I'm ok/ I sleep all night and I work all day/ I cut down trees/ I wear high heels/ suspendies and a bra/ I wish I'd been a girlie/ just like my dear Papa! Mounties: boo! Girl: And I thought you were so butch!
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