When the Crescenters arrive at Rab...
Rosie -
But nevertheless may (Marc) I'm not. I just like tits.
Marc -
Unless he's not gay? [Rosie] Remarkably so do I, my glasses get misty whenever I spot a pair of good-looking tits! ( )( )
penelope - Jesus, Marc, can you not give it a break? It's the same 'joke' over and over again, which, if you're not already aware, makes you sound like a stupid and dirty old man. Please let me know if you're going to the pilg, for that's one I will take pains to avoid.
Rosie -
Become vicar of Stanford-Le-Hope. Or something. (Marc) You're obviously a tit man, or should I say "You're obviously a tit, man".
Marc -
There once was a prudish old virgin [pen]
that note was for Rosie only, hope he don't mind you reading it. See you at the pilg! [Rosie] Same to you, old man!
irach -
Who preached celibacy to spawn sturgeon
Chalky -
She took twenty years
And shed many tears
To make sure the eggs were emergin' OK- that's rid us of this nonsense ... onwards and upwards ...
Chalky -
There once lived a preacher called Vic
Rosie -
His message "Beware of Old Nick" This is more like it. Nice piece of disposal, Chalks.
Phil -
He delivered his sermon - [Chalky] I feel minoritised. Us Geordies don't consider "years" and "tears" as rhyming. But then, we are daft as a brush :-)
Marc -
And his parish, all German ..hmm, Multiple Lines Per Player, interesting concept....
Knobbly -
Verschwunden im einem Augenblick I had to... anyone with a better line in english is welcome to interrupt.
Phil - I'm impressed with a) Knobbly's line, and b) babelfish's translation. Meanwhile, here's a line
Software -
While taking a sojourn in Spain
Marc -
Those tacos with wine
irach -
And cod soaked in brine
Raak -
Have caused me abdominal pain.
Projoy -
The ferry chugs over the channel
Raak -
The sea is a glum shade of anil
irach -
The oil slicks are slimy
Phil -
The low clouds are grimy
Darren -
Can somebody please fetch a flannel?
Projoy -
"Bespoke", when applied to a tailor
Kim -
But the phrase "off the peg"
rab -
Means that one's inside leg
Darren -
Must be saved from Vlad the Impaler
Raak -
The ferries of Bute and Dunoon
Projoy -
Have opened a route to the Moon
irach -
And starts in Hong Kong
Rosie -
(Connecting train from Kowloon).
Chalky -
Our thoughts should be with our dear Queen
Sticky - Whose mammoth carouses (Tho' enjoyed by both Houses) Are frightfully hard to keep clean...
Sticky - (Tho' enjoyed by both Houses..)
Tuj - [Sticky] We like to stick to one line each in general in this game, though fair enough to you for tripping your tongue around that one.
The perils of being a monk
Juxtapose -
Are more than just living sans-bonk
Marc -
Than feathers and tar
Chalky -
Administered when one gets drunk
Chalky -
If ever you yearn to break free
Rosie -
And sail to Trincomalee
irach -
Some distilled Sambuca
Raak -
Weigh anchor, and head out to sea.
Darren -
I swim every day in a pool
irach -
With my sweet rubber ducky - that's cool!
Marc -
We play and get wet
Chalky -
But mostly we dribble and drool
Rosie -
Summertime, and the living is easy
Software -
But Tony Blair's party's still sleazy
Projoy -
One woman could wreck it:
Kim -
(But it isn't Ms Beckett)
heh -
I hear he's invited Condoleezza ... well, it rhymes when i say it
Tuj -
I think I will live on the streets
Rosie -
Of one of the safe Tory seats
Projoy -
Like Witney, or Stone
irach -
(But not Marylbone)
Marc -
Bag-Lady – no blanket no sheets....
Projoy - Moving swiftly on, then...
Dear Cupid, my only desire
Software -
Burning deep in my heart like a fire
Rosie -
Is for old Esther Rantzen
Botherer -
To put frilly pants on *
forced*
Chalky -
And *farkle* before I retire
Projoy -
The day that Prime Minister Brown
irach -
Wore just birthday suit and a frown
Marc -
Stood all naked and bare
Projoy -
In the centre of Coventry Town
Audience -
*shouts, screams generally goes wild for Projoy*
Marc -
The leaders we've got we deserve, No more, no less....
Pave - Nice win there Projoy. Top marks :)
Tuj - [Projoy] I think I'll be staying at the University today then...
Wolfie - Til the great dog of war starts to bark
Software - I'm having difficulty getting a rhyme with that last line.
This is the end of the line. There is no more.