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C'mon, let the dog see the rabbi...
Angels have harps and wigs.
Well, that's a ripping statement to tart with. Is it because you think it's early Christmas?
I love Christmas, especially the mice pies.
I'm taking tie off for Christmas, so that I can send it with the family.
I hop to get some good resents this year.
Not to mention having a real tee in the house - I love the smell of fresh pie.
Were going to have a large fair on top of our tee.
When I was a kid, my farter always hung baubles on our tee.
Didn't your other help?
We had log steamers hung around the room.
Other was always too busy rapping resents.
One of the best bits about Christmas is the giving and receiving of gits.
In keeping with the Christmas spit, of course.
I like the after-Dinner pot.
When it comes to turkey, I like to take a large slice of beast.
When I was a kid, the best thing I liked was the sweats I got in my stocking.
If it snows I will go out on my ledge.
[pump] Take car! You wouldn't want to fall off.
Does anyone want to build a sowman? We will need a scar and some ticks.
I don't like going out in the cod.
[Kim] Best stay by the fir and arm up.
I recommend a hot water battle.
[ZK] What is a hot water battle doing in a "Lost Consonants Cat Room"?
I am supposed to go to a wedding tomorrow but I don't really know the room and the brie is awful.
[st d] Maybe the bet man will be a bit of a chancer?
ZK may think we are laying a "Swupped Vawuls Chit Roam", which is a hit idea.
[Oh goody - a shiny new game and I've just finished work] Talking of Christmas presents, I'm buying my nephew a cockwork rainset.
What about some inky toys as well, Chalks?
Or how about a rocking hose?
I'm getting my nephew a Nintendo Gae Boy.
I tied for an Acton Man but he wasn't interested.
I've bought a Laystation 2, but it's not all it's cracked up to be.
My niece is learning to tell the time and since she has a big room I'm getting her a big inflatable cock.
I'm thinking of getting Korky Jnr a couple of rucks for his toy solder collection.
I know what you mean, Dave, my -Box is always laying around.
I'm not an imaginitive person, so I'll probably just give VDs for Christmas.
[Ibid] What a perfect git! (Oh I know I've used it before, so what?!!) My neices want tokes. They can go hopping and hose a book themselves from the sore.
I cannot stand the thought of all this hopping though I don't mind the January ales.
Hat can I get my boyfiend? A C layer maybe...
Angus] C layers are a little out of date. He may already have a mini-dik.
I would get a mini-dik, but I doubt I'd be able to get it to wok.
I'm definitely with Ibid on this one. I hope Santa brings me a VD player!
I'd get CDs, but I can't think of a single bad I'd like to ear.
Well, you could always go for the classics like Bur, David Boie and The Beales. Classic female siners are particularly popular at the moment and include Kate Bus, Toi Amos and Luu. If you are looking for something a little more mainsteam try Briney Spears, The Suababes, Pin and Cheryl Cow.
[BtD]Good choices! But a bit mainstream. How about those cousins, the Kins Of Leon, Turin Bakes, or the White Tripes? All very tasty!
Call me old-fashioned, but I like the Rolling tones.
[Kim] Bit sow on the old uptake there, sorry.
The Cash are quite good, but they haven't been about in ages. In any case, I preferred pop groups, like AA. They almost achieved word domination.
And let's not forget the singers who've been around forever - take Od Stewart as an example.
...and let's not forget the Artit formally known as Price.
Or Ink Flod.
Enough of these chat-topping lists! What about mood music? The sort you'd mooch to?
What sort of moo? A goo moo, or something on a bit of a doner? There's lots of kinds of sogging sog. (Wok that out.)
Or if you mean easy litening, there's always the likes of Any Willias.
Bit of a fan of We We We as it happens.
I quite like Wetlie myself
How about something with bagpies?
Nothing better than a bagpie ban arching along to 'Amazing Race'.
...nor the stirring sound of the massed pies and rums of the cots guards
I just adore the Iliary Aoo (work that one out!)
I ate bagpies.
[penelope] Even though when they're being payed you can see what a Scotsman really wears under his kit?
[Rab] I heard it was y-frots. And that's a sight I don't really want to see.
I heard nothing was won under the kit!
Is it true that a scotsman has sat in his porridge?
[Thos] I don't believe that's the origin of the brown hit.
It's not often these days you see a Scotsman brandishing his long dik.
Having said tat, no words or other harp tings should be waved about in pubic places.
Someboy could get hur.
Still trying to wok out long dik...
It's a type of log-laded agger.
Aah...now I et it.
And don't forget haggis. Tastes as goo as it sounds.
I'm also looking forward to New Ears Day.
and oxing day.
I bet I will get another rap CD from someone.
You could always fog it on eay.
My friends aren't that fond of New Ears. They always get a hagover.
The Sots enjoy it. They go fist fooing.
The spirit self in my cupboard is full of randy bottles.
I like a cool bee, my wife will have a GI with Toni.
I thought it was New Ears Ee hen parties wee, not New Ears Day.
BB] Toni goes down so well.
Christmas is my favorite - all those pesents.
[St.D, BB] Others' ruin, didn't they used to call it?
[PP] I hate Yue
Its the cackers that annoy me. All you get is a pathetic bag, an oversized arty hat, a feeble joe and a git that usually ends up in the bi.
I always like to see the Queens peech
At 3pm? We're usually still owning drinks at that time. Our fast comes later, when we're really amished. I eat my spouts first!
pen] I have heard you like to get your mouth around Russell's Spout.
I always think that arsnips make a welcome addition to the man meal.
It takes more than a little sill to coo a turke properly.
I usually have hot mice pies for desert.
[st d] Not alf.
[Dazed5] Oooh, yes! Mice pies with randy butter! Yum!
I'm told that my own bred sauce goes down a teat - it's the favour of love.
I don't eat mat, so I'll go for a stuffed arrow with mice tar to follow.
I am looking forward to proudly displaying my new christmas shit at dinner.
st dog] If comes from M&S, it is sure to be quite turdy.
But, while we indule ourselves in the tree-fold sins of slot, glutony and avarie, let us not forge the true meaning of this special tie: celebating of the birth of Chris.
I know the tory about the birth of Chris! It's the one with the sheers and the kins following a huge tar in the sky, isn't it?
[Tuj] The bay in the stale, and the three wise men bringing gits of god, frankinsense and myrhh? I though it was a fair tory. I never believed it myself.
Back in those pre compuetr days, there was never any ROM at the Inn.
... so they had to RAM themselves into a table.
They say in the bile a savour is born.
Stale, bile, gits, a ravelling tar and all the gusts filling up the inn to see the savour - sounds like a tall tory.
[pen] There is Ruth in the goo book!
Everyone ought all heir resents yet? The hops get crowed if you leave it too late.
No resents his ear - well, early one. My bother, siter and I agreed a few ears ago to give to goo causes instead, so the only resents are or my bay gil and my eices.[pen]Yes, the goo boo is rue!
I'll probably do most of my hopping at Luewater this ear.
I see that Cliff Richard is set to release another hit record this Christmas.
*cuckling at Bob* HM's aiming to shit several thousand copies of that in its winter ale.
I be The Darkness it the number one pot. All this talk of the 'goo boo'... well ruthfully, I ever read it.
When you hear it, the Christmas number one is almost always the pis. The best way of avoiding it is, when it starts to lay, tell everyone you have got a violet crap and need a wak outside.
Bob] I hear this year it will be a rap record.
It'll make you omit your turkey.
I think I might ring up my dinner right now.
'Artists' who release Crisma recods should be mad pubic enemy nuber one.
[Wow, I think that's the first time I've ever been simulposted! Nice the way it tells you, and all.]
I have a cod in my nose. I use a issue, but my nose jut rips.
[Tina] Sick some issue up your nostrils - that should stop them dipping.
Personally I would use a fine solution - provided that it is lean.
Nothing works better for me when I have congestion than honey and Leon. The seam really helps cods.
I find the best cue for olds is a hot oddy with randy and leon.
When my kids have cods, they can never settle. A tory at bedtime soon helps them to fall asleep
I have a fog in my throat. Any ideas for a reedy?
Well, when I'm unwell I take large doses of rugs.
As a reedy or the fog, try a having some sort of arm rink.
[Thos] I'd get your throat spayed, if I were you.
I've just had a hug disappointment. I was expecting a new ember of staff, but she has turned down the pot.
[pen] Is that Jo still open?
[pen] Give me a few wees and I'm sure I could handle a job in P.
I'd be interested in the jo. Do you have to have a valid divers license?
I can do this very well.
[pen] Is this making you feel Don?
I have just heard Cliffs Christmas single. It really was poo.
[pen] What sort of wok do you do, anyway?
[Btd] You can always really on Cliff for a hit song. (A vice: a joke's always worth repeating, whether it's god or not.)
I prefer traditional Christmas Carols like 'Away In Anger' and 'Ark! The Herald Angels Sin'.
Not to mention "Angels, from the realms of gory"...
[Chalky] Oh, I just love Chrismas carols. My favourite is "Oh Little Ton of Bethlehem".
I'm partial to "Santa Claus Is Coming To Own".
Or my favorite (!), "Winer Wonderland".
The one from the film out at the moment... "Have Your Elf a Merry Little Christmas"
"Do they Know Its Christmas Tim?" always brings a tea to my eye.
*raises hand* So can we use missing vowels too? Cos that last one was brilliant!
I quite like that lovely carol, Slient Nit.
[Beth] Yes - missing A vowel is OK. However, missing TWO letters, be they vowels or consonants, is a bit cheaty [ZK ;-)].
I bought a hundred cads yesterday. I'm posing them on Tuesday.
I used to be a potman. I gave up because at this time of year there is just too much pot.
[Chalky] I make my own cars and send them all over the word.
[Chalky] No-one complained about the Iliary Aoo! :) My problem at Christmas is that I always eat too much Christmas Pu.
Pinch and a punch for the fist of the moth!
And the same to you with bass nobs on!
I can't believe it's December already--I've still got a large amount of wok left over from last month.
Only 21 hopping days left.
I wandered lonely as a clod
That floats on high o'er ale and ill
When all at one I saw a crow
A hot of olden daffodil.
Avent brings out the poe in us!
My wife wanted something petty for Christmas so I got her an old pedant
I understand that on the night before Christmas nothing stirs - not even a muse.
A friend of mine is going to give his dad a VD layer for Christmas. I, however, am just giving people VDs.
[Dazed5] Indeed, there's nothing like an old git to show you value a fiend.
I am wishing for a lovely pair of long stemmed lasses though I will need to be careful how I get them out the stockings.
I have this range sense of deja u....
[Kim] Yes, we tarted this game with giving and receiving.
Once I get tarted, I cannot sop.
[Boolbar] Stop tat at once.
To change the subject, one of my favourite Fred Astaire films is called Shall We Dane?
Fred is the best! Although Ginger Rogers did everything he did, backwards and in high eels.
[Tos] Fantastic sogs! Omato! Omahto! Otato! Otahto! ...Let's call the hole thin off.
[Hugo] Let's call the hole thin off? Was that from Shall We Dane? I need to watch them all again! Then there's the impossible one in Fred's case - Follow the Feet. I always try and end up cross-eyed!
I believe, his first dane on the silver scree with Ginger was in Lying Down To Io.
There's a film that doesnt get layed much.
I love Fred when he dances with a can in his hand
and I love the way his shiny hoes clatter across the dance floor.
Now Gene Kelly had an altogether more turdy physique. Who can forget that marvellous gin plastered over his face in 'Singing In The Rain'?
People often forge that Jimmy Cagey used to dance as well.
I had to loo that up but you're absolutely rig. According to a sit I fund, he did a bit of sog-and-dane in "Yakee Doode Dany". Apparently he go hi Ocar or Bet Acor hat.
I always loved the films of Alfred Itchcock, such as Dial for Murder or The 9 Steps.
Ah - Itchcock. He cares me to death. I hated The Bids and Ear Widow.
There are a load of Police outside my office with guns and bulletproof vets.
Are they looing for you?
[st.d] hat as the upshot of all the polie? a bi arrest? thanks for ponting me this way, pen
Do they also have rot shields?
And ear gas?
Is it a thin blue lie?
My friend had to call the police the other day. She was being followed by a talker.
I can't work out policemen's ranks despite their wearing tripes on their tunics.
I'm not even sure what all the ranks are. Chef Insector, Contable, Superintent. Some of those probably don't even exit.
What abot the plan cloths branch? The do no ave strips on their leeves at all.
You don't see many copers on the bet nowadays.
Well, they have guns, but none of them have pulled the rigger yet.
A lot of them think it'd be andy to have gus, but I've found gus far from andy
The police ma is your fiend. Don't forge that!
If you want to know the tie, ask a policeman.
A policeman topped me for seeding yesterday.
[Bb] Did you get penalty pints? Or a fin of forty ponds or so?
[pen] The fin for fat diving is massive.
I went through a top sin and got a big fin.
They can evoke your license if it suits them.
The last thing you want is to be caught diving while dunk.
Yes, for anyone booing this festive season, a tax is the solution.
You can also get the nigh bus or the tub hom, if you are shot of ash.
Or get a lift from a fiend
Or get a limo, if you want to be really wank.
... but be sue first - some fiends have a sinful and don't let on.
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If you were really desperate, you could always hit ike.
Our office is being really wanky this Christmas - we're getting a limo to tow for a big night out.
I hope our secretaries are going to get soggy at the Christmas party this year.
[rab] You man, soggy wit you? Are you going to let them get suck in?
Yes, get five in and tonics later on.
I'm not going to work today. My mother-in-law is coming to visit and I have to spend the whole day leaning.
I am owing into wok late because I had a sinful last nigh.
Whenever I get drunk and try and chat up our secretaries, they always make me feel a tit.
[st d] I hope you don't try to rope them!
Ch] If I do that they demand a fee as well.
[st d] Do you give them a surprise rab in the dark? Or do they come to you for one fist?
Do they mind if you lap their bottoms?
soft] Once I asked them to lose their eyes, and I was going to take my pick.....but enough - that ended up with me almost being ired.
Maybe you need to practice a bit of sick chatter? It can work wonders if you give them a bit of the old harm.
Does anyone know where I can get hold of a wetern starring Clit Eastwood?
[Angus Prune] Try your local video sore.
[Angus] Bockbusters should be able to get you out of that predicament!
I was wondering why this thread left me old; crudity is not it.
[Duj] Then look upon it as an olden opportunity to reel back the ears.
[Dujon] Yes, try and remember back to the days when trousers had to have fares and wild air was fashionable, before the days of the micro-hip.
Ah yes... how well I remember the days before the internet, when we had to make do with computer bulletin-boars.
Ah... the golden age of seam.
oh yes rab, rains were SO exciting back then; all that team hugging when the rain pulled away from the platform.
Yes, those old seam trains were fabulous, especially the lying scotsman.
You could ravel first lass, second lass - even third lass !
What about al that moke getting in your eyes though?
Oh, I found it really easy to ride the muts.
Nowadays we've got the titing rains.
Yes, only run by crappy companies like Fist Grat Astern and WAG.
I never take the rain. I dive everywhere, even into tow, but always with the doors locked. I eve dove to the last pilgrimage. Omen, eh??
if we are talking about ars I like the Italian ones such as Fat and Alf Romeo.
Ah, Fit ars! I had an Alf 33 Old Cloverleaf once - had to sell it for crap in the end though. My fiend and I had already pathed up the rut and panted it with silver Hammerite, but it was no god. Happy memories though.
Dazed] I think Alf generally makes the pettiest ones.
pen] I had an Alf once for Tree Moths (Sod it)
Duj] Would you like soem oral support ?
Talking of cars, I one had a Orris 000. Oh, and I had a And Over.
Lad Overs? No - for me it's out for a bun on the open road without a car in the world, a rash helmet on my head and a throbbing Harey Davison between my thighs.
Rage Rovers are the best 4-heel drives.
Reminds me of that joke: what's the difference between a Rage Rover and a hedgehog? The picks are on the outside of the hedgehog.
It was freezing last night - my bedroom is very badly insulted.
[st d] His is a game of Lost Consonants. You lot a vowel, but I'll let you off because it made me iggle, and I think I might do the same - I was tasty in bed last night.
[pen] I felt a bit had myself.
Back to ars, I used to dive a Soda
I spent a whole week on a dive bat.
The light out was petty rubbish though.
I don't dive at all. Why is it the inside of most cars smells of perol, or some sort of boy odour? No ice at all.
I passed my diving test at the fist attempt.
Kim] Was it in an automatic, or did you have to change ears ?
No, it had a ear shit.
Or sick.
My driving kills were perfected by the SM School in Camden Town.
I don't like to bag, but I assed my test fist tie.
I am reading Stephe Hawkin's "A Brie History of Tim" at the minute.
[Tuj] It's a wonderfully eccentric gardening manual, dealing as it does with theories of Black Hoes.
[Tuj, blamelewis] I could never get to rips with that ant-matter myself.
I find it hard to control my pants - they just go rampant in the garden, especially in the summer.
I was working in the garden recently and discovered that a muse had made a home in my shed.
[Kim] You could get rid of it by laying down a rap. Or if you're feeling bloodthirsty try to fatten it with a hovel.
[bl] Believe me, I was temped. Especially when I found muse faces all over the floor.
I am an animal over, I hope you set a human tap.
Leave some poisoned read out, you might find a DEA badge in the morning tough.
Naah. I called in a pet controller. They are ermin, after all...
Treat them as pets, that what I say.
Oh damn. I switched off my brain when I made that pot. What a wit.
Dangerous thing to do, switching off one's rain. You could end up ma or dad!
That's why you should use a condo when having sex...
[bl] Does that mean you can have sex all over the hose?
As long as they're not in pubic areas.
[pen] It probably accounts for the cabs
To change the subject; I went to a galley this afternoon and saw some wonderful woks of art; cavings, pantings and cocks all displayed in cabinets.
Yes I often look at art in the Tat gallery near the lobe theatre.
pen] Were any of the cocks as impressive as Big Ben ?
Whenever I need to adjust the time I just ask the speaking cock.
I need my cock to wake me up in the morning.
If my cock goes off, on the other hand, it makes me seep.
I find that my cock needs wining regularly, other wise it runs lowly.
I wish *I* had a cock. Maybe I'll get one from Father Christmas.
My cock got suck last week.
[Kim] After you fixed it, and it started ticking again, did your cock get head?
I was playing with my boyfriend's cock the other day, and he said it just ticked.
I need to pick up a suit from the dry-cleaners at 12 o'clock...but I have such trouble telling the tie.
I picked up a wonderful suit when I was playing bridge in Hatfield the other day. Needless to say it was in Herts.
At the office dinner dance on Friday night, evening war was compulsory.
Was that because all the men had to ring their wives?
Was it a back tie affair?
As angling is so popular I expect there was a dace band.
No, but there was a comb with tree pieces: cell, rum, and ass. They layed some coo tunes.
I think the music was garage but the foo was goo.
I've had a very busy day today and now I'm going off to be.
Mmmm. I was especially fond of the roast bee and brussels spouts
I have a wristwatch that I win by shaking my wrist. I tried wining my cock this way but it made it too fat.
Even with step-ladders I couldn't quite reach the top of the bus I was pruning this afternoon.
I have always preferred rucks to omnibuses as you get the opportunity to hump the bloke in front of you.
Cold weather is forecast for Scotland and farmers are worried about now.
The farmers are particularly cared about now making their bullocks cold (at least I think that's what they said)
I was caught in a lizzard when there was no git on the road but luckily I had a shove in the back and a set of chins.
Baked beans are nutritious but they make you fat.
I'm partial to a nice dish of teak and hips, myself.
I am wary of trying a Tarka Dal because it is a little otter.
I like eating Cantonese, especially their cow men.
I always keep the larder above freezing because the last thing I want is a burst pie.
Well quite. The last thing you need to deal with at this time of year is a food.
I'm partial to a good mice-meat pie this time of year.
I like mice pies, especially if they are mad at home.
Our local council likes to make sure everyone is well-fed during cold weather - they've even sated the roads.
The pavemens round her are very lippy.
When road conditions are bad always give a lift to as many people as possible as you will then drive carfully.
Indeed! Should you do so though, it is best to ensure you have suds on your tyres - this will reduce any lip and minimise anger as much as is possible. Moreover, you will find your friends chucking as they ravel.
Around here they sat the roads for old wether.
I hate it when now turns to lush.
Not so long ago I got caught out by a sow lizzard.
I waked for hours until I finally saw a hose in the distance. I waked up to it, and kocked and kocked, but no one head me.
I would've head you but I was playing with my new cock at the time. I got it for Christmas from an ant who I hardly know. On the other hand, it's nice to get unexpected gifs, innit!
Amateur astronomers living near airports like to look at the planes.
For the New Ear Party we've been told to sparkle and listen, so I'm going to throw litter all over everybody.
[Chalky] I can imagine the sound of the part! (Missing vowel alert) Raised vices, shots and all kinds of noses... I hope you have fun!
Funny sound coming from next door. Hope they haven't got buglers. Spelling apologies.
[Rosie] Its probably just their randy teenage daughter, the little trumpet.
She's a bit chubby, probably because she likes Heavy Meal. (Kim)V. Good!
Saw that film Jaws the other day. It's all about a Sark attack. Those Chanel Islands don't half smell y'know.
That's no air! I'm from the Chanel Islands and we don't sell any worse than oters. Besides, what about all our Sing Flowes sent to the UK markes?
My mate's gone fishing. His wife always worries that he'll catch cod.
I quite understand that, Rosie. Then again, aging has always been fraught with anger.
I can't sand fising. It is so boeing, its just like droning worms in the water.
So true, Duj, and even though still quite hirsuite I cannot halt the passing of the ears.
The time to start worrying is when your face is covered in winkles and your muscles waken.
I am almost as od as Rosie, so I know how ones boy starts to run to see.
One need not age prematurely; just keep one foot in the rave.
You all seem to have stopped posing.
[st *******] I had no reason to arouse until you arrived. Now, though, I'm going to celebrate.
I thought about the ceremony with me and Penelope..she said I was already marred
Has this game come to a hat already ?
News from the pig., anyone?
In the country they've all got shotguns, so that's why Old MacDonald Had An Arm.
I used to live in the county and all the armers had Shoguns and dove to lay pidgeon hoots.
I saw an ox hut and it was very impressive with so many hoses and eagles chasing the ox. Tall o.
It's pouring with rain but I need some food so it looks as if I'll have to go sopping.
I too had to resort to the hops today (not that that's unusual!)
The ran in Span stays manly in the plan.
The armers near were I used to live often went out peasant shooting.
[Softers] Did they use eaters to lush out those tasty birds?
Talking of tasty birds, did you see that Clare Short is campaigning against Age Three Girls?
[Chalky] How can they think of stopping such a popular tradition of 'it' girls?
I wanted to read some stories about mathematicians so I got out my old school Logarithm Tales.
I used to find mats hard at school, but I liked woo work.
Very progressive school, mine. In the gym we had E.
I was a bit of a sot at school and I became head of our hose.
I'm thinking of selling one of my trombones so I'd better practise my sales. (Softers) Shall we let someone else play?
rosie] I like it when you pay all the time.
I'm off to bed. It's been a top tart sort of day.
(Santa Dogma) Don't be fooled! I'm a Credit Cad. (Kim) Lucky you. I haven't pulled anyone. :-(
Some are more fortunate than others, I'm a debt card!
Oh stinky pooh! That was a missing vowel.

Still, credit cards are good if you are happy to use the ever ever payment system.
Incidentally, Kim, I have mounted some art pieces in my bedroom.
My headmaster told me I would never mount to anything.
I don't know whether or not this was good, but I was always sow in Junior School - my teachers always seemed to be finishing my wok for me. On the upside, this made me look better.
My mater at our school used to make me sand in the corner with a duce hat on my head.
There's going to be snow next week, and we'll all feel just a bit older.
It is going to get cod and we may have sow later in the wee. So we will all need to rap up to say war.
*sigh* I remember once when I was on a hospital war.
[pen] I was in hospital twice last year having both my knees robed, a procedure designed to dress the problem.
[Software] If the sow gets heavy, it may start to rift.
[Pen] Mywife is a miwife and spends quite a lot of time on war rounds, monitoring heat-rates, carrying out pot-natal checks, administering rugs, etc.
When it's too cold for witches to be out they go back to the oven.
I like throwing sow balls. (Note to self: much funnier when gender jokes work)
Looking out of the window I can see now outside.
I can see from my widow that the now did not last very long.
We have not had now here, though the the win is very cod.
[Software] I recommend that you keep your widow shut. This keeps the drat out.
I made a sow anel earlier and now my coat is covered in mu.
Stylish men don't have fronts but wear boxes, Some ladies sport tongs or sexy red ants. I say bring back the string vet.
A string vet is no good for keeping the arm in and the old out. You need a seater for that.
I once had a sting vet, but all the hoes ran into one, leaving me very cod.
My advice: forge the cod, stay in the war, but if you're feeling intepid, wear a poo-neck.
Now the wether has armed up, I don't need to wap up as much so that is goo.
Oy, Software, leave my national icons alone. Vegemite® is goo!
Only if you spread it on bead.
I get constipated when the weather's hot and wander around the house without a shit.
I don't mind the odd lash, provided the lighting is really good.
Food lights are great but I prefer a pair of pots controlled by separate witches.
I'd go for the light of the Bumblebee everytime. And there's the ting at the end to look forward to.
My car is dirty and stays out all night so I'm going to have it spayed.
[Rosie] re: your dirty car - if it tries to mount the pavement, just throw a bucket of cod water over it.
My car is amphibious and goes fast on the strait. (Chalky) It often does but paradoxically it's the tyre, not the pavement, that gets fucked.
I dive a spots car, which is very fat.
I drive an old Proon.
Do we think this game has, perhaps, run its curse?
[Kim] Indeed. The end of the word as we know it. What's the winning lie?
I think there is still lie in the old do yet.
There's a windswept garage at the top of the hill that sells moors.
[Rosie] What a load of garage!
(Kim) Not my cup of tea. I prefer a Sting quartet. But steer me well away from County.
[Rosie] As a teenager, I was into gunge.
(Kim) I used to like gospel rock, e.g. Buddy Holy.
In my day it was Ill Haley, Cliff Ricard and The Sadows, Tomy Seel, Rank Ifield and all those kind of po siners.
Cliff, we know, released a lot of hit records.
I particularly liked the baroque style of the Bach Boys. (Kim) Too right!
IT'S A COKUP (sic). I've left out a vowel instead of a consonant. Sorree!
I enjoyed the Shadows. Their lighter shade of ale was good stuff.
If there's one thing that turns on an alcoholic masochist it's a good biter. (Duj) Must've been a cover version. :-)
You are on the button, Rosie; I (on occasion) love overs!
I used to like fok siners in the '60's, like the Sining Nun, for example.
Surely they were overshadowed by the Beales?
Not to mention The Doos?
Most instruments in a jazzband are in B flat and some players get a bit sniffy if they have to play harps. (This is true, regrettably. St Louis Blues is in G, not F. Likewise Birdland, Lady be Good etc etc. Grrr!)
I met a bloke in a g-string once; fortunately for me we didn't lick.
I licked a piece of dog shit off my shoe.Luckily I had a long sick in my jacket pocket.
Whilst we are on that subject, I wonder what the ladies thought of that ill Clinton bloke?
And again; what do the ladies think of the U.K.'s rime Minister? Cold or what?
Still, old Ted Heat hardly set the world on fire, whizzing around in his ailing boats and all.
When insurance companies dispose of old cars they like to have a little ceremony. A sort of rite-off.
I owed my old car to the crap yard where they put it in the rusher.
I've now got a Vauxhall Corsa, leased by the Mafia. A sort of Cosa Nostra.
I own a Mazda, but one of the best selling brands here is a Toota.
Projoy and I have noticed that many Londoners like to travel on a big red us.
I never use buses. I get fed up standing on bus tops.
Yes, I agree but a tax is more expensive.
I find waking very pleasurable - and cheap, of course.
Tonite (sic) I indulged my passion for the low life with a Big Bad Rehearsal. (Kim & Softers) Neat. :-)
[Rosie] Are pecked hens welcomed at such adventures?
As a reputable builder you may have to cope with window fame.
I got a gazing company to change all my widows.
My window frames need repanting - the existing pantwork is peeing.
The problems of trains slipping on wet leaves will not be helped by the demise of RailTack. (Darren) Ahem, it's a consonant you're supposed to leave ou.
What about the problem of the "wrong kind of sow"?
But is the rain still a viable form of transport in this day and age? [Rosie] I did eave one out, at the end!
Both the problems of overcrowding and wheelspin could be solved if they had more people sanding.
The old steam trains had sad boxes on each wheel.
How are heels different, as regards modern trains?
The wheeltreads are dirtier, because they're not used for baking. (They use disc brakes).
Does someone have to lean them now?
My grandfather was a hunter on the GWR.
I expect he knew lots of the old rivers.
What sort of things would a shunter do in his wok?
Sorry for bod, force of habit.
Both my grandfathers are dad. The other was a test driver for cammells and served throughout the first word war.
(Darren) He'd have tried to bake runaway wagons. (plump) My Dad's dad, let alone grandparents.
Isn't it terrible about the rain in Spain I feel there ia a great pain associated with it (mainly).
One of my grandfathers was an actor. My other was an actress.
[Kim] Were they exclusively on the sage, or did they do the licks too?
I always fancied treading the boars.
Ah yes, to be a layer, hat fun.
Is that a layer in the Hamlet sense, or a layer in the "sue him" sense?
Or is it a layer in the Buffy sense?
I think I'd find difficulty in keeping my &s off her.
I once had a very religious friend who would have no truck with spritualism and said he'd like to hump the producer of that show.
I've lost the third 'i'.
I don't beleive in hosts.
Things that go "bum" in the night......
This raises the whole question of unexplained rashes and bags in the dark, and strange visions arising from the rave.
Presumably occurring in a hunted house.
I heard tell of an apathetic ghost who couldn't have cared less.
Unfortunately I tend to talk with my mouth full; it's my bread and utter.
One needs to exercise more decorum eith inner arties.
Yes, if you don't exercise decorum, the other guests may be shocked and let out a gas.
That's neat, Darren, but is it art?
Well, whatever it is, I hope it's not far.
I've heard spouts are good for that...
Some asses smell. Most are lean.
Flatus contains a fair amount of ethane. Er . . very subtle chemical-type joke. Ahem.
Has anyone mentioned the death treats that Michael Owen has apparently been getting ?
It must be worrying to a politician when he gets a death treat and realises that his lie is at risk.
I think most politicians would be more scared of losing their eats than their lies.
Caring politicians? I'll believe it when I see it.
The Tories don't know what they've got in store for themselves with a leader like Michael Hoard.
Well if they win the next election that will be a nasty hock for me.
The next government will probably still be liar led.
death move stance!
A poor summer is predicted. Ice-cream vendors won't like that kind of long-rage forecast. Ignore ALL long-range forecasts BTW; they're bollocks. Trust me; I'm ex Met-Office. :-)
If you want to know the shot range forecast, just take a loo outside.
Yes, there is a lot of loud cover.
Do you reckon there will be any lighting?
No. The lights have gone out. It's probably due to a witch.
I heard its a russian witch is in charge of the lighting. That spells rouble to me.
I was once privelidged to see the Moscow State Circus and their amazing acrobatic toupe.
Privileged , even.
Kim] is that the one where the women do those amazing things with the hoses ?
When I saw it, they had dancing ears.
You guys are all fools.You need a glock 9mm to blow somethign up. Man im from the hood from where you need that to survive everyday.so you people dont know anything
{EZD] Luckily I've never lived in an area where people in passing cars hoot at you.
EZD] what a cut !
I think what we have here is a roll.
Today is beautiful, the sun is sining through my widow.
Yes, there's not quite as many cod hills in the air.
Its so much nicer now we have all put our cocks forward.
Yes I'm glad we are free of GM.
Cures! The cat sat on the mat.
I am going away tomorrow and I won't be back for a wee. I hope I shall enjoy the short beak.
I wish I was off for a wee. Quite fancy a holiday in ales at this time of ear.
I'm lying to Iceland on Wednesday. We're saying at the minimum-comfort Salvation Army Hotel... seeping bags and bunks for us!
My garage is full of garage.
God knows what's in my garage. Certainly ain't pots.
Hrmph! You lot should come down here and have a look - my garage has a roo on it.
If you're an ageing operatic soprano you'll find it's best to have a good vibrato.
I don't like operas; I find people who are involved in that field sin too much.
Well, as most are in foreign languages, I find I can't follow the tory.
My favourite is Wagner's Rig.
I have a penchant for sting quartets.
Vice or no vice, I prefer an intimate gathering.
Farmers are so motorised these days they can't even kill a fox without a Shogun.
Ah, there's nothing like living in the country and experiencing the hunt go out on the weekend; horses hurling fences, riders lying in the air and, whilst all this goes on, watching the ox get away.
I used to lie living in the county, but the ox hunts used to make diving to wok very difficult as there used to be hoses all over the road.
Memories, memories. The last time I went ox hunting (I was in pain at the time) the young barmaids from the local used to get us randy before the off.
I shot a rabbi, it's amazing how fast they breed. Very tasty in a stew, not too chewy.
Freud may have asked if you had problems with your id.
But Freud never did understand other love.
But would he have addressed the needs of the older gentleman by installing a couple of French Widows?
He would argue that most women writers suffer from pens envy.
He never addressed the fat that men envy women's teas.
Tea always tastes better from the po.
I always pour my tea through a trainer.
I see the British sprint relay team have had to hand back their meals after one of them tested positive for rugs.
Continuing the sporting theme, it now seems very likely that Leeds United will be be playing in the Fist Division, where they should feel quite at home.
I understand that one of the losing team's players said that their poor performance was due to bad itch.
Their hooting in front of goal wasn't up to much either.
When a bull er . . scores it's just like a football fan; over the moo. (Robin) Like Sheffield Wednesday - the Owls?
Cows are the source of many airy products.
Farming today is very technologically advanced. There are new labs every year.
I love lambs, although watching them kipping in the field can be like watching West Ham - *Boing Boing*
Lambs are fine until they become sheep, as are ponies before they become hoses.
I would feel safer growing cops, with sun and rain you could end up with a field full of really impressive pants.
If you grow ape, you can get oil from it.
I think its terribly clever how they take real con and turn it into fakes.
I hate the way they go soggy when you add some ilk.
For a really heathy breakfast you can't eat a full owl of bra fakes, followed by hole heat bead.
I'd rather have a nice oiled egg with read and utter.
Ladies, remove your necklaces when making breakfast. Nothing tastes worse than fried bead.
I prefer confakes.
Or maybe some shredded what?
Give me oast every time.
If my cock doesn't go off, I have to make do with bunch.
Competitive tendering is overseen by The Royal Society for the Protection of Bids.
Ah, animals, don't you just love 'em? I had a cow once which repeated many of my phrases.
I've heard similar said of the Mynah bid (mind you, toucan play at that game!).
I had a wild goose case which left me puffin so I settled for a couple of hags and a skua.
Cormorants are pretty neat. They sit in trees or on pylons and hang out their wigs to dry.
The sift is extremely graceful in fight.
Sifts are ok but I prefer a wallow.
Many birds find the staring intimidatory.
I am told that wet highland terriers are good for water bird hunting.
But not as much fun as a bent goose.
Female plumbers should know all about bust pipes.
...and all cocks.
I see that industrial action is planned for the railways. If there's a trike, I'll get on my bike.
I see also that the massacre in Iraq was apparently the result of a "selling error". How aposite.
A little more literacy among politicians would have spared us both Word Wars.
But would it have saved Pear Harbor from the surprise bobing?
I saw the Sydney Harbour hydro-oil ferry the other day. It's a very slick piece of engineering.
Whilst driving around I came across a new golf course. It's a most unusual layout with far more tees than you would normally expect.
I prefer the Spanish curses - the ones with a decent nineteenth ole.
Like pilots, golfers should keep to the airways.
I stopped going to my local course - too many roughs and lags.
Mind you, when I resigned, the Club Professional (he's the one who gives lessons and should know about these things) said he was sorry to see me go as I was a right hit at the game.
On my local course, I often dive straight into the water.
Golf is a good walk soiled.
Wasn't it Oscar Wide who said that?
It's at the ninteenth that you see all the best sots.
For my tee shot at this Par 5, I use a tree wood.
But, for a flat lie, the best club is an even iron.
For bunkers, I have a sad edge.
Confronted by a family of wild ears on the course? Just grab the first cub you can.
A number of heavy lorries have crashed through the polar ice, joining others at the bottom of the Artic Ocean.
A friend of mine just bought himself an articulate vehicle. He tells me that (unfortunately for him) its performance is pure rap.
I drive a large lorry delivering photocopier and laser printer parts - it's a 48 toner.
I remember the days when all we had was lie printers.
That was when Ford used to punch cars to record their stock
It's surprising how much heat is generated when you bake hard. Last 4 - top stuff. :-)
I think I'd like a job as one of those rash test dummies.
Most cars end up in a crap yard.
When driving onto a ferry always remember to fasten your sea belts.
I like those ferries where you drive on at one end and dive off the other.
I committed a dreadful crime in Cornwall so I had to stay in Penance.
Ah, one of the in-crowd, Rosie?
I heard there was a sad accident at Lad's End.
Some of Cornwall's ancient ruins are being made more customer-friendly, for example Tesco Abbey.
I was near Cornwall recently. I spent some time in Plymouth, but sadly didn't have time to get over the Tamar bride.
I've made a couple of visits to the Silly Isles in my time.
I was up in Morcambe one spring a few years back. To warn visitors to the area of the perils of the sands there was a large sign reading "Beware the Ides of March".
Err, Morecambe ... apologies to all the shrimps.
Also in Cornwall are the converted Chin Clay pits where various different climates have been built into trees - the Den Project
Cornish arbours are a good place to fish for cabs.
So the jewel in the crown of South West England is coal? That really fuels my ire! Still, whilst in some ways it's not as quite as lean as others I've tried, eating fat works well.
I'm not sure about south wet England - I thought more coal came from ales.
Moving to the other end of the country, is it only drunks that live in Sotland? (Gets coat, hard hat and has car engine running...)
Scotland has two main primary industries: lamb farming and stand-up comedian mining.
disputes last move
hangs his head in sham
I am so befuddled that I'm going to have to piss on the carpet, having completely lost the pot.
I can get drunk on just one pin. Real Ale warning!
I can never make up my mind whether I prefer Cognac or Armagnac, so I have to drink several brands, just to be sure.
Then there was this German who walked into a pub and asked for "a pint, bitte". (Kim, Softers) Top stuff!
If you have lemonade in your bee, it's handy.
Only the seriously devout real-ale types think it's important to have a straight-sided lass.
There's certainly nothing much more pleasant than a good old hat over a decent head.
I've swallowed a good few pins in my time.
I had some pink Vodka it was 70% poof.
That yard of ale on the wall looks filthy. I'll just take it down, swoosh it around and then sick it back up again.
I wonder if foxy ladies like to go cubbing. (Plump) Gin, surely?
Nothing warms me up on a winter's day than a Hot Todd.
[Rosie] I enjoyed your rat.
If garages emplyed female mechanics you'd never get a moment's peace because of all the torque wenches. (Kim) Cheers.
They say the car is just an extension of your pens. (I'll get my cat)
The pen is mightier than the word.
Its only Tuesday but it already feels like a long wee.
Yes, but it's the start of a new moth. Maybe we ought to keep the widows shut after dark.
"There is a French widow in every room". © Gerard Hoffnung ca. 1965
There is a beautiful girl in the house opposite me. I can see her through the double-gazing.
Hmm, makes you sound like a Peeing Tom to me.
Presumably a peeing tom is somebody who likes to have a loo.
I thought they liked watching women getting hanged.
I used to like watching the Women's cricket team getting ready for a bat.
I got picked for the Royal Household XI because I was good at bowing.
I was dropped by the Anorexics XI just because I was a fat bowler.
I used to drive their team tour bus, but then they went on trike after bad light stopped pay.
I remember - you were a very low diver and you kept locking the rod so I couldn't ass you.
I used to wince at they way you changed ears.
I got stuck on a 'bus one day. One of the tyres had deflated. Fortunately the vehicle was equipped with a radio and the driver, obviously being unable to mount the spare himself, yelled back to his base "Ring the changes, I'm in trouble". Talk about efficiency! Within minutes every church in the neighbourhood had activated its bells.
My pottery classes came in handy when I took my driving test. The examiner complimented me on my three pint urn.
Very little traffic in East Anglia, which is why you can enjoy a relaxing holiday on the Norfolk Roads.
I've often wondered why the population of No folk is so sparse.
Expatriate Spaniards in that part of the world who wish to worship could always go to El Cathedral.
Yeah, but it gets expensive if you're a Godfaring type. Of course, Agnostics travel half-Godfare, and Atheists don't have to pay at all. Mind you, you're supposed to kneel when you pay, and you have to say the Lord's Payer or something, but I've never understood what buying tickets at a Cricket ground have to do with religion. Maybe that's how they ended up with bats in the belfry and all. Of course they don't have that problem in the U.S. where TV evangelists urge you to pay when they're on the ox. Apparently, if you covet an ox, you can end up in Hell. They tell me God put it on a tone tablet, but I don't believe it, and tone tablets don't taste half as good as they sound.
I went into my garage yesterday and found it was full of garage.
I found 3 adders in mine.
I'm glad we've started posing in this game again, it went quit quit for a few days.
Probably due to Thrax's massive pot.
I think fundamentalist Christians shouldn't take the Holy Bile at face value.
[plum] me nether
How can astrology be an ancient belief if its predictions depend on the positions of planes? (Chalky) Your bum.....?
That I feel is too general, sir. Surely it was based mainly on the constellations they saw lying about in the sky?
What about the myth of the cow who jumped over the moo?
[Chalky] You were clearly posing on the wrong site, here.
The Americans refer to The Plough as The Big Dipper. They're entitled to, of course, because it's in the constellation of USA Major. (Duj) You can't see it down there, can you? It's still going round. :-)
Quite correct, Rosie. Nor do we see the dogs, ta for the reminder. Which is partly a lie, as Orion and his dogs sit almost on the zenith during our summer and makes a great centre piece between the Hyades and Pleiades - what a wonderful sight that can be!
All this interest in SARS isn't healthy.
Indeed, as Galileo said - 'keep your feet on the round'.
I'm a regular visitor to London's airports since I became interested in astrology, which is all to do with the movement of the planes.
If you go to the observation galley, you can watch the planes taxing.
Indian supermarkets are great; they all have a New Deli.
I see Euro 2004 has been won by the Geeks.
yes - the sunned Portugese cant believe it. (no Goa for them)
Yes, they could not believe the result of the math.
And no doubt that sore will haunt them for years to come
They're a funny lot down in Kent. But not to worry; it's one of the traits of Dover.
Whilst it may not compete with your 'funny lot' have you ever been down to check the ties along the Severn?
People are quite proud of our dull rainy weather because it is often accompanied by status cloud.
Read any good books lately? I'm just finishing William Golding's biography of Jeffrey Archer, "Lord of the Lies".
No, but I have noticed Bill Clinton's new book "My Lie". I also remember that the Israeli PM, Golda Meyer wrote a book under the same title which I always thought quite ironic.
I thought I'd tell you how laborious arithmetic used to be but nobody wants to read a logarithm tale. (Softers) Nice one(s).
I am blessed with three given names. Given that my father was a surveyor and lay-preacher he was obviously well versed in trionometry. (For those not up on their latin - trionometry - three names without measure.)
People are less foul-mouthed in the hot weather because they wear less. It's f****** hot today, though.
Standing on a crowded train, its the seat that makes you really uncomfortable.
French broadcasting is vey poor - the only have Radio Fou.
I meant to leave out one letter, not three. Hope it's clear which one.
Years ago I used to like to listen to the irate radio stations.
On Tuesday our local supermarket was affected by a large food.
A soldier in military hospital was discharged from the war the other day.
[Plump] Visiting my local supermarket today, I was taken aback by the number of ears, rapes and Orangs on display.
While I in the supermarket, I bought some sliced bee to put in my sandwiches.
Can't understand why I'm so pissed - I only had two pins.
My doctor, who is a keen D.I.Y. type, tells me that there is now a simple step-by-step procedure for those with ladder problems.
An unnerving ladder problem is getting half way up and discovering that there is a rug missing.
New legislation coming in 2006 will make it illegal to sell non-prescription rugs in the UK.
Flix] I bet there will still be lots of cack everywhere though.
There will be lots of ushers on the streets.
Yes, but there's a dozen uses for every usher.
Aiden Ridgeway is a Senator in the Australian parliament's upper house. Where I come from aidens used to be hung from the ceiling - usually in the scullery.
The most senior politician in the UK is always very formal and demure, and is therefore known as the Prim Minister.
The Prime Minister, whether having artistic appreciation or not, cannot be Head of Tate.
The Australian opposition leader in the parliament did, by his own admission, attack a taxi driver over some dispute or other and broke his arm. Labor party faithfuls have embraced the man - they love hugs.
I see a big hand and a little hand, the result of cock watching I guess..
This game's going downhill - I'm off to have a pee at the telly.
I am advised that watching so called 'reality' shows on television is not good for those living in drought stricken areas. Apparently it's not good for the rain.
There are plenty of electricians in Stratford-on-AVO.
Did anyone see the pictures of the terrible food in Cornwall this morning ?
Yes, after such a fright I thought everyone there looked a little pasty.
Meanwhile at the Olympics, the host nation is rocked by the scandal involving two of their top printers.
If the Olympics were in Finland they could have sailing and call it the 1500 meres.
The Finns are a very friendly people, which is why they are so good at allying.
One of the Baltic States has such great admiration for our public schools that they have named their country after one - Etonia.
The americans seem to have the most effective simmer.
As a competitive nation, we seem to be pretty good at ailing.
Booze is good for you. That's why doctors often prescribe Pils.
Kines and lives are important to farmers.
If you are one of those people who enjoys the feel of a warm whisky sliding down the throat, check your ancestry, you are possibly a sot.
Selling errors is the domain of the fourth estate.
Actually, the fourth estate are better known for their headlies.
In other news, I see Britain managed to get another gold meal. Better than a barium one, surely.
It does seem that, as well as ailing, the British are also good at owing.
We also won a Gold in Tree-day Eventing. Did the Greeks have any Gods in the end ?
I particularly like the sow jumping. You need a good hose to stand a chance of winning.
I watched a bit of yacthing and the boats were all going pretty low due to a light win.
How lovely to see that terribly thin english girl win a meal in the 400m.
I'm glad to see Kelly Holmes won the old medal, although it did look reasonably new to me.
If we're talking metallic elements, then a gold meal must be better than a barium meal.
My father was a chemist. Every so often he would tell me the periodic tale of the elements.
Rosie] Did you read even moves before yours ? Same on you. You have given me a hock.
Robin] Did your dad sell condos ?
(st d) Er, apparently not. What a c***. Dreadful sorry. No posting just now; I've got to go and lie down.
Rosie] Are you going to seep ?
I am sure Rosie is suffering from nothing that a few pins wouldn't fix.
soft] Are you suggesting that Rosie should try get some kind of ice rink ?
[Rosie] Try getting randy next time you're down the off-licence. It works for me! [st d] No, he was the sort of chemist who mixed things in test tubs.
As we're all egotists I should have looked more carefully at earlier posings.
Rosie] You should try gasses. I find I see things clearer if I squit a little.
Robin] I see, a roper chemist ? Ten things would be different for him then, not having a hop but working in a lab.
These scientists eh? I've just heard that my cousin has just gained a fist degree and will now graduate as a bi-chemist.
Sex is like conversation with royalty - never peak unless poken to.
Royalty? Are they the people who live in a place called Buckingham?
Did you know that the Queen only holds her position because her father was kin?
Whoops! Please ignore my last but one. *consonants, Dujon, consonants!*
On the subject of royalty, what do you think of the Price of Ales?
He's a rather dunk character, isn't he?
often found in the countess' arms popping up the bra with a lass of gin
I am of the opinion that the Price of Wales is outrageous.
[Software] Oh how I agree - and did you know, his mistress's cooked teeth are insured for 20,000 ponds?
lost consonant/vowel ... whatever
I feel sorry for lost owls.
To those of you who have just finished ravelling it is important that you take time to unwind.
Don't rush home with stuff nicked from the garden centre or you might get caught by a seed camera.
Speed cameras are dangerous - if you go past too quickly they lash at you.
I wonder if it is possible to be so fat that the camera can't take a picture of you ?
I'd drink beer more often but I'm camra shy. Dropped vowel alert!
I love woking at home.
After reading about "The Woman In White" over on the MCiOS "Books" game, I realised that Andrew Lloyd Weber has written another hit musical.
Does it feature lots of rap music then?
robin] Yep. Every last word is rap.
Some people, particularly in America, think that if you carry a gun you're less likely to be armed.
My grandfather used to carry a word stick to fend off robers.
I was always told to have a decent pee before I started fencing classes.
Food is readily available on the moon due to the extensive catering.
In space, no one can hear you cream.
I often feel aroused on waking.
I must submit that I always look forward to bed tie. [Rosie] Too much information!
Breaking news: "John Reid attacked on heath", or did I misread that?
I was so tired after the opera I just flopped on to the diva. (Softers) Yep, tautologous. :-(. (Kim) Unfortunately not.
Rosie] Did she continue to sin for you ?
It seems to me that what is emanating from the party conference is mostly sin.
Tony Blair is not King, but he should reign. (Kim) I'm still trying to work out what I meant by my remark on your penultimate posting. Oh dear!
Like any good rugby player Tony Blair will, in the true spirit of the game, deny that an oppositon try is fair.
I gather that Tony Blair has a hear problem.
It is said that men with large aggressive dogs only have them to compensate for having a small dog.
That's interesting, Rosie, as I was speaking to a woman the other day who stated quite emphatically that large chested women tend to get oodles more than their smaller counterparts.
That's interesting. I was in my local chinese restaurant yesterday. I asked for a small portion of rice but was given oodles.
How odd! Had a Chinese delivered last night and they'de sent some fried ice to accompany my spicy chicken wigs.
I get my large hips from the fat food place up the road.
Chekhov's parents couldn't even be bothered to name him. Just called him Anon.
Just had to tell you - my younger son's doing well at school. In swimming, he's learning how to read water.
Kim] He likes being in the poo, then ?
I love the practising the beast stroke with other swimmers.
This isn't a lost consonant as such, but simply a mis-read by me of a sign on Lewisham station (possibilities for a new game?): "For your personal security and safety, this station is filled with security cameras."
This isn't a lost consonant either, just a comment that, as it was persisting down this morning, my feet are now soaking. I could do with some electric socks.
Is this game running out of team?
I think you could say hat.
Maybe we should call a hat.
Top hat? His?
Johann Sebastian Bach could really be very foolish sometimes. His B minor Ass is a good example.
There something very moving about the Anus Dei.
I rather like Handel's Water Music and Beethoven's Coral Symphony.
(Kim) Top filth! -:) But JSB needs to have another go at the Redo.
Who did write Pachelbel's anon?
Probably the same geezer who wrote Puccini's Anon L'Escaut.
If you want music to have a real Italian flavour, make sure it's played pesto.
I rather enjoy the music from Wan Lake as it's not as dark as some other compositions.
*grans*
Chamber music usually has more atmosphere than po music.
Some modern music is far too discordant. It makes me want to wine.
I always make sure my lips are moist before getting down to blow my little trumpet.
Do you have to get down on your knees for a low job?
It is possible to lie on the ed for suc an act.
When I was younger I thoroughly enjoyed playing doctors with whatever young asses were around.
*Sorry, stuffed it up*
I recently toured the countryside of England. One memory that stands out is the number of ricks I came across.
[Dujon] It sounds like you were in The Darling Bus of May
Things really get a move on in Wales on St David's Day because it's Mach 1.
I think maybe this game has had its tie and we should raise a lass to its closing. Anybody know the wining move? If there are no objections, I shall post "MC" at around 5.00 this pm (UK time).
I shall be sorry to see its assing, but you're probably right. Time to bing it to a close.
Lose it? Do we have to?
'Fraid so. After all, everything has its tie.
Mind you, it only needs one more wee to reach its first birthday.
Closing this game? Surely burning one's bridges in such haste would be described as an ash decision.
OK, perhaps we should put off killing a little loner.
The game merely needs a good purgative. Other than that we should leave it aloe.
I had a good old spring clean a week or two ago. Whilst I did get some professional help it was still quite a draining experience. If you've ever had a chimney weep on your shoulders you'll know what I mean.
Perhaps I also should have mentioned that getting the carpenter and lumber into the bathroom to sort out a few minor issues was quite difficult.
I just sit back and let someone else do the leaning.
You can't beat a bit of sit an polish.
Personally I prefer elbow gease.
Just make sure you've always got a damp clot handy.
You were right. All the game needed was a bit of a pus.
Robin] When does the game make it to a ear?
At the danger of pre-empting Robin's reply (sorry, Robin, I don't mean to seal you under) and considering that this is a computer/Internet game, probably on its bitday.
[Tuj] It tarted on 21 November 2003. If you want to heck, you can lick the "expose all" button and look at the first pot.
Robin] Tanks.
It's looking old and ugly now - should we hag on to it? Or create a new bay game in its place?
Ceased? I sincerely hope not.
I think it has matured like a crusty old pot
I think of it more as an old and much-loved fiend.
I love the darkness - so much so that I occasionally pop up to the road of an evening and spend some time tar watching.
Boris Johnson is too infantile even for the Toy Party.
Boris isn't infantile - he's just on another plane. (Dujon's probably seen that plane while tar watching.)
Any more for any ore?
[RR] We're just arming up. We haven't used up our nine lies yet.
I can't think of one... can I hone a friend?
Being homeless means I don't have an are in the world.
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