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A Sunday afternoon spent waiting in a computer store for the simian to work the till out.
And me and my mate spent the drive home ranting about how most people shouldn’t be allowed out and we came to the following conclusions:
As a scientist, he will forgo his endless quest for superpowers by mixing chemicals and falling into vats of bubbling stuff and now intends to create a formula that will eliminate stupid people.
You have nothing to fear unless you fall into the following categories:
You migrate to DIY stores for “things for the house” on a Sunday, and spend 20 minutes looking at curtain rods going “ooh nice”
You name your house, despite living on an estate somewhere you still put a plaque up that says “Little Cottage” and insist your mail is addressed just so.
You put neo-classical roman columns outside your semi-detached house with a name
You have stained glass windows, those little round ones with a bird in the middle.
You drive a Fiesta/Uno/Nova and think by removing the name badge, blacking the windows out and having neon on it, you are cool and sexy.
You listen to those in-car CDs that only seem to have buzzing bass and 180bpm drum machines on, and you leave the door open whilst you stand with your chimp mates in a car-park of a fast food restaurant.
You have a squat dangerous dog called “Savage” or “Vinnie Jones” that you let wobble out your estate after dark, then spend 20 mins standing on your doorstep at 11pm shouting it’s name and kicking it when it runs past you with a limb in it’s mouth.
Your idea of eating out is going to a place where they have pictures of the food on the menu and it’s coated in easy-wipe plastic.
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There are more categories, but I forgot them already.
And me and my mate spent the drive home ranting about how most people shouldn’t be allowed out and we came to the following conclusions:
As a scientist, he will forgo his endless quest for superpowers by mixing chemicals and falling into vats of bubbling stuff and now intends to create a formula that will eliminate stupid people.
You have nothing to fear unless you fall into the following categories:
You migrate to DIY stores for “things for the house” on a Sunday, and spend 20 minutes looking at curtain rods going “ooh nice”
You name your house, despite living on an estate somewhere you still put a plaque up that says “Little Cottage” and insist your mail is addressed just so.
You put neo-classical roman columns outside your semi-detached house with a name
You have stained glass windows, those little round ones with a bird in the middle.
You drive a Fiesta/Uno/Nova and think by removing the name badge, blacking the windows out and having neon on it, you are cool and sexy.
You listen to those in-car CDs that only seem to have buzzing bass and 180bpm drum machines on, and you leave the door open whilst you stand with your chimp mates in a car-park of a fast food restaurant.
You have a squat dangerous dog called “Savage” or “Vinnie Jones” that you let wobble out your estate after dark, then spend 20 mins standing on your doorstep at 11pm shouting it’s name and kicking it when it runs past you with a limb in it’s mouth.
Your idea of eating out is going to a place where they have pictures of the food on the menu and it’s coated in easy-wipe plastic.
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There are more categories, but I forgot them already.
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heh
I still laugh at that pic.
I still laugh at that pic.
Goatboy wrote:
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No. That was a line I used once, and
> neophyte muppets they are, they have adapted it and used it against me.
Not true. You found that line in a review describing someone else, but yeah, it's as funny as being a homo.
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No. That was a line I used once, and
> neophyte muppets they are, they have adapted it and used it against me.
Not true. You found that line in a review describing someone else, but yeah, it's as funny as being a homo.
"And on the 3rs day, God created woman from Adam's rib"
Yeah but we got video games now, can I have my rib back?
Yeah but we got video games now, can I have my rib back?
Anyone for a spare rib?? We have one left, can't cook, clean or sew, doesn't want kids and has little respect for men............
We'll start the bidding a ten dollar.........
We'll start the bidding a ten dollar.........
Goatboy wrote:
They're just trying to pull me down in your
> eyes.
Sorry, whoever made the condom reference first has a lot to answer for............ :D
They're just trying to pull me down in your
> eyes.
Sorry, whoever made the condom reference first has a lot to answer for............ :D
Tallulah wrote:
Well, do you, GB?
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No. That was a line I used once, and neophyte muppets they are, they have adapted it and used it against me.
Damn you all, damn you all to hell.
They're just trying to pull me down in your eyes.
Well, do you, GB?
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No. That was a line I used once, and neophyte muppets they are, they have adapted it and used it against me.
Damn you all, damn you all to hell.
They're just trying to pull me down in your eyes.
Tallulah wrote:
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Right - I have never knitted in my entire life. Or sewed. Or
> embroidered. Or darned.
You're in danger of being left on the shelf then luv. ;-)
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Right - I have never knitted in my entire life. Or sewed. Or
> embroidered. Or darned.
You're in danger of being left on the shelf then luv. ;-)
Damn, she's not taking the "little women" style of bait.
Umm...*must think fast*...
Umm...*must think fast*...
What about ridding all the backward cap wearing Fred Durst wannabes of the world?
Surely there no good to anyone.
Surely there no good to anyone.
Shame about Goatboy being scared of the dark, terrible affliction for a condom..............
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