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  1. Well I may be an idiot but I'm no fool. Well, I'm not surprised you didn't get that, Citizen. It was in fact a trick question. Coventry City have never won the FA Cup. :P a side intellectually out argued by a Jarrow team thrusting and bursting with aggressive Kantian positivism and outstanding in this fine Jarrow team was my man of the match, the arch-thinker, free scheming, scarcely ever to be curbed, midfield cognoscento, IbanezJem. I'm a very good shot. I practice every day... well... not absolutely every day, but most days in the week. I expect I must practice four or five times a week, at least four or five. How could you miss? He moved? Shut up. Go and practice. I'm so sorry, Citizen. Do you mind waiting in your cell? Listen... chaps... there's still a chance. I'm... done for, I've got a gammy leg and I'm going fast; I'll never get through. But some of you might. So... you'd better eat me. This is a vegetarian restaurant only, we serve no animal flesh of any kind. Could you do the egg, bacon, spam and sausage without IbanezJem, then? Well, we sort of like pineapples. Pineapple. Mmm. Yeah, we love pineapple. Yeah, anything with pineapple in it is great for us. I was showing you how to defend yourselves against anyone who attacks you with armed with a piece of fresh fruit
  2. Well I may be an idiot but I'm no fool. Well, I'm not surprised you didn't get that, Citizen. It was in fact a trick question. Coventry City have never won the FA Cup. :P a side intellectually out argued by a Jarrow team thrusting and bursting with aggressive Kantian positivism and outstanding in this fine Jarrow team was my man of the match, the arch-thinker, free scheming, scarcely ever to be curbed, midfield cognoscento, IbanezJem. I'm a very good shot. I practice every day... well... not absolutely every day, but most days in the week. I expect I must practice four or five times a week, at least four or five. How could you miss? He moved? Shut up. Go and practice. I'm so sorry, Citizen. Do you mind waiting in your cell? Listen... chaps... there's still a chance. I'm... done for, I've got a gammy leg and I'm going fast; I'll never get through. But some of you might. So... you'd better eat me. This is a vegetarian restaurant only, we serve no animal flesh of any kind.
  3. Lived in Liverpool until the end of the 60's. Even though I was young, my sister was a fair bit older than me so I got the 60's British music all day long.
  4. Well I may be an idiot but I'm no fool. Well, I'm not surprised you didn't get that, Citizen. It was in fact a trick question. Coventry City have never won the FA Cup. :P a side intellectually out argued by a Jarrow team thrusting and bursting with aggressive Kantian positivism and outstanding in this fine Jarrow team was my man of the match, the arch-thinker, free scheming, scarcely ever to be curbed, midfield cognoscento, IbanezJem.
  5. Yes, you realize of course that GhostGirl is still rather young? Oh, my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first post, I completely... so sorry. Now come on, come on, there she is, she's all ready for it. She's a real stunner, she's got great big tits, she's really well stacked and you've got her legs up against the mantelpiece. No... you don't go as far as the table. You go into the room, right?...on your right is the door to the orangery, straight ahead of you is the door to the library, and to your left is the sideboard. Chest of drawers? Chest. Drawers. I'd like some chest of drawers, please. Fifty pence ... I'm prepared to negotiate a forty-pence deal. For 35p I won't interrupt any of the next three posts. Right, stop it. :tsk: These posts got silly. Started off with a nice little idea about granny GhostGirl, but now it's got silly. I can't pretend that this thread hasn't had its difficulties. Mr Citizen, your predecessor, an excellent librarian, savaged three people last week and had to be destroyed. You see Citizen is a huge savage beast, about five feet high, ten feet long, weighing about four hundred pounds, running forty miles per hour, with masses of sharp pointed teeth and nasty long razor-sharp claws that can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson', and he looks like this. The Citizen Turkish Little Rude Plant. This remarkable Power Windows smutty piece of flora was used by the Turks to ram up each other's... Fine, fine, fine, thank you. Fine, thank you. No more sherry for blackhawkrush. Bad business. He was beginning to play with himself. I get so bored. I get so bloody bored. Sorry to interrupt. But why couldn't you fight a penguin? You silly sod. What's he do, nibble your bum? We were out strolling across a fjord one day when one of the local matadors came out of his tree house and flung a load of old scimitars and guillotines out that he'd got cluttering up his wine cellar and apparently rather a large proportion of them landed on my wife causing her to snuff it without much more ado. Do sit down, Mr. IbanezJem. I...I think what's happened is...terribly...terribly funny...tragic. Yes, I suppose so. Anyway, I didn't really like her that much. Were you saying 'NI' to that old woman? :tsk: It, it wasn't a bit too wicked, was it? I mean, it wasn't too cruel? No, super... well, er... I think it shows I'm human, don't you? Oh, wicked. Wicked. You're wicked. Eh? Know what I mean. Know what I mean? Nudge nudge. Know what I mean? Nudge nudge. Nudge nudge.
  6. Yes, you realize of course that GhostGirl is still rather young? Oh, my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first post, I completely... so sorry. Now come on, come on, there she is, she's all ready for it. She's a real stunner, she's got great big tits, she's really well stacked and you've got her legs up against the mantelpiece. No... you don't go as far as the table. You go into the room, right?...on your right is the door to the orangery, straight ahead of you is the door to the library, and to your left is the sideboard. Chest of drawers? Chest. Drawers. I'd like some chest of drawers, please. Fifty pence ... I'm prepared to negotiate a forty-pence deal. For 35p I won't interrupt any of the next three posts. Right, stop it. :tsk: These posts got silly. Started off with a nice little idea about granny GhostGirl, but now it's got silly. I can't pretend that this thread hasn't had its difficulties. Mr Citizen, your predecessor, an excellent librarian, savaged three people last week and had to be destroyed. You see Citizen is a huge savage beast, about five feet high, ten feet long, weighing about four hundred pounds, running forty miles per hour, with masses of sharp pointed teeth and nasty long razor-sharp claws that can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson', and he looks like this.
  7. Yes, you realize of course that GhostGirl is still rather young? Oh, my goodness. I do beg your pardon. How dreadful. The first post, I completely... so sorry. Now come on, come on, there she is, she's all ready for it. She's a real stunner, she's got great big tits, she's really well stacked and you've got her legs up against the mantelpiece.
  8. Now you may think that this is very harsh behaviour but let me tell you that our TRF management consultants actually queried the necessity for us to employ Citizen at all. "I think he's got beautiful legs." - 73 Six vast and trunkless legs of stone, Stand in the desert, And on the pedestal these words appear, My name is Ozymandias-Citizen, King of Ants. This man...the so-called King of Canada. Which number did he give you this time, Ozymandias-Citizen the 23rd? :eyeroll: Episode Two of 'The Death of Ozymandias-Citizen, King of Canada', can be heard on Radio Four almost immediately. There's this house, there's this house, and er, it's in the morning, it's in the morning...no, it's in the evening, it's in the evening and er, there's a garden and er, this bloke Citizen comes in... Ello blackhawkrush, haven't seen you for a bit, haven't seen you for a bit either, Beryl. Two pints of wallop please, love. Still driving the Jensen then? Cheer up IbanezJem it may never happen, what's your poison then? Highlights of that post will be discussed later by Lord 73, Mr. Sven Tinwoodsman, Sir Charles treeduck, Mrs. Hamish Lorraine, Mrs. Betty Citizen, whose name sounds remarkably like Citizen :o and Christine Boslo. It's spelt Christine Boslo but it's pronounced Throatwobbler Mangrove I wish to plead incompetence. Mind you he's as good as gold in the morning, I've got to hand it to him, but come lunchtime it's a bottle of vin ordinaire - six glasses and he's ready to agitate. Ah! I've found another bottle! You can have some now if you want to. I'm not interested in any of that. I just want to know what it would cost me to have a fully comprehensive insurance on a 1970 Aston Martin. Can you please quote me your price? There just aren't enough accidents. It's unethical and time-consuming to go out and "cause" them, so we're having to rely on whatever comes to hand. There seems to have been an accident. Well, several accidents actually.
  9. Now you may think that this is very harsh behaviour but let me tell you that our TRF management consultants actually queried the necessity for us to employ Citizen at all. "I think he's got beautiful legs." - 73 Six vast and trunkless legs of stone, Stand in the desert, And on the pedestal these words appear, My name is Ozymandias-Citizen, King of Ants. This man...the so-called King of Canada. Which number did he give you this time, Ozymandias-Citizen the 23rd? :eyeroll: Episode Two of 'The Death of Ozymandias-Citizen, King of Canada', can be heard on Radio Four almost immediately. There's this house, there's this house, and er, it's in the morning, it's in the morning...no, it's in the evening, it's in the evening and er, there's a garden and er, this bloke Citizen comes in... Ello blackhawkrush, haven't seen you for a bit, haven't seen you for a bit either, Beryl. Two pints of wallop please, love. Still driving the Jensen then? Cheer up IbanezJem it may never happen, what's your poison then? Highlights of that post will be discussed later by Lord 73, Mr. Sven Tinwoodsman, Sir Charles treeduck, Mrs. Hamish Lorraine, Mrs. Betty Citizen, whose name sounds remarkably like Citizen :o and Christine Boslo. It's spelt Christine Boslo but it's pronounced Throatwobbler Mangrove I wish to plead incompetence. Mind you he's as good as gold in the morning, I've got to hand it to him, but come lunchtime it's a bottle of vin ordinaire - six glasses and he's ready to agitate. Ah! I've found another bottle! You can have some now if you want to.
  10. Now you may think that this is very harsh behaviour but let me tell you that our TRF management consultants actually queried the necessity for us to employ Citizen at all. "I think he's got beautiful legs." - 73 Six vast and trunkless legs of stone, Stand in the desert, And on the pedestal these words appear, My name is Ozymandias-Citizen, King of Ants. This man...the so-called King of Canada. Which number did he give you this time, Ozymandias-Citizen the 23rd? :eyeroll: Episode Two of 'The Death of Ozymandias-Citizen, King of Canada', can be heard on Radio Four almost immediately. There's this house, there's this house, and er, it's in the morning, it's in the morning...no, it's in the evening, it's in the evening and er, there's a garden and er, this bloke Citizen comes in... Ello blackhawkrush, haven't seen you for a bit, haven't seen you for a bit either, Beryl. Two pints of wallop please, love. Still driving the Jensen then? Cheer up IbanezJem it may never happen, what's your poison then? Highlights of that post will be discussed later by Lord 73, Mr. Sven Tinwoodsman, Sir Charles treeduck, Mrs. Hamish Lorraine, Mrs. Betty Citizen, whose name sounds remarkably like Citizen :o and Christine Boslo. It's spelt Christine Boslo but it's pronounced Throatwobbler Mangrove
  11. Now you may think that this is very harsh behaviour but let me tell you that our TRF management consultants actually queried the necessity for us to employ Citizen at all. "I think he's got beautiful legs." - 73 Six vast and trunkless legs of stone, Stand in the desert, And on the pedestal these words appear, My name is Ozymandias-Citizen, King of Ants. This man...the so-called King of Canada. Which number did he give you this time, Ozymandias-Citizen the 23rd? :eyeroll: Episode Two of 'The Death of Ozymandias-Citizen, King of Canada', can be heard on Radio Four almost immediately. There's this house, there's this house, and er, it's in the morning, it's in the morning...no, it's in the evening, it's in the evening and er, there's a garden and er, this bloke Citizen comes in... Ello blackhawkrush, haven't seen you for a bit, haven't seen you for a bit either, Beryl. Two pints of wallop please, love. Still driving the Jensen then? Cheer up IbanezJem it may never happen, what's your poison then?
  12. No, no, I'm sorry I, I can't accept that, it's gone too far, I'm very sorry but we'll have to terminate the agreement. You're just trying to cash in on the TRF's exciting Icelandic saga. I mean, Alfred 73, who's supposed to be so bloody wonderful, padded that out to one and a half hours...lost all the tension...just because he had bloody Babycat he made 3 million more than I did. Imagine not that these threads contain the Mighty Owl of Thebes. For, gentles all, Babycat`s beauty sits most closely to them it can construe. Brian Ibanezjem and Brianette Babycat there in an improvised scene from Jean Kenneth Citizen's new thread 'Le Fromage Grand.' :drool: one of the first of the Cheese threads to be later followed by 'New World Cheese', 'Ilchester 73', and 'The Sense O'Clock Cheese' Really? And what happened to your 'Treeduck Corned Beef Rolls Thread?' Shame indeed, but we must not allow ourselves to become too despondent. For, we must never forget that if there was not one thread about TRF members and food our forum would be nothing more than a meaningless body of men that had gathered together for no good purpose. Gentlemen, I think we better start the TRF faculty meeting. Before we start, though, I'd like to ask padre JARG for a prayer. :fury: Speaking as a Cardinal of the Roman Catholic Church, as First Minister of Louis XIII, and as one of the architects of the modern world already - blackhawkrush, would you say that 73 was a man of good character? Yes, he's such a clever little boy. Look at him laughing. He's a chirpy little fellow. I think he wants to know which way up you want to be crucified. If they can't see this thread, they can't get you. Oh no, I really want something that will make people be attracted to me like a magnet. How about something a little more musky? This one's called Mimmo. Thank you. And how much does that work out to per pound, my good fellow? Here, an ordinary cup of drinking chocolate costs four million pounds. Sorry, I asked for tea.
  13. No, no, I'm sorry I, I can't accept that, it's gone too far, I'm very sorry but we'll have to terminate the agreement. You're just trying to cash in on the TRF's exciting Icelandic saga. I mean, Alfred 73, who's supposed to be so bloody wonderful, padded that out to one and a half hours...lost all the tension...just because he had bloody Babycat he made 3 million more than I did. Imagine not that these threads contain the Mighty Owl of Thebes. For, gentles all, Babycat`s beauty sits most closely to them it can construe. Brian Ibanezjem and Brianette Babycat there in an improvised scene from Jean Kenneth Citizen's new thread 'Le Fromage Grand.' :drool: one of the first of the Cheese threads to be later followed by 'New World Cheese', 'Ilchester 73', and 'The Sense O'Clock Cheese'
  14. Liberal rubbish! blackhawkrush! Whaddaya want with yer jugged fish? Well, our TRF chefs have been experimenting for many years to find a sauce most likely to tempt the crocodile. In the past, we've concentrated on a fish based sauce, but this year, we are reverting to a simple bernaise. Yours etc. Captain B.J. Ibanezjem in a white wine sauce with shallots, mushrooms and garlic. :drool: As an admiral who came up through the ranks more times than you've had hot dinners, I wish to join my husband Admiral O.W.A Citizen in condemning this shoddy misrepresentation of TRF. Mr. Smarmy so-called IbanezJem can call himself pragmatic until he's blue in the breasts. ;) I can see some blue, some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see Citizen, colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has a thread very much like this one as a matter of fact. ;) Yes, there's a lot of it about. Probably a virus. Uh, keep warm, plenty of rest, and if you're playing football or anything, try and favour the other leg. :tsk: No, Citizen doctor, me doctor, you Mr. Bertenshaw aka IbanezJem. Mind if we call you 'Bruce' to keep it clear? Because it does worry some people - I don't know why - but they are a little sensitive so I take the precaution of asking on these occasions. Well, you could say "Dennis blackhawkrush." :hi: And on my left in the red comer - author of the books 'The Problems of Kierkegaard' and 'Hello Sailor' and visiting Professor of Modern Theological Philosophy at the University ot' East Anglia - from British Columbia - Citizen of the World! He is not in fact the Bishop of East Anglia, but a man wanted by the police. I am the Bishop of East Anglia and anyone who doesn't believe me can look me up in the book. Now then, the first prize is this beautiful silver cup, which has been won by me. The vote was unanimous, with one abstention. Well I didn't vote for you. Blackhawkrush Phillips-Bong. You polled no votes at all. Not a sausage. Bugger all. Are you at all disappointed with this performance? I hit the ball first time, and there it was in the back of the net. I think you'd better be selected to play for the boys' team in the rugby match against the masters this afternoon
  15. Liberal rubbish! blackhawkrush! Whaddaya want with yer jugged fish? Well, our TRF chefs have been experimenting for many years to find a sauce most likely to tempt the crocodile. In the past, we've concentrated on a fish based sauce, but this year, we are reverting to a simple bernaise. Yours etc. Captain B.J. Ibanezjem in a white wine sauce with shallots, mushrooms and garlic. :drool: As an admiral who came up through the ranks more times than you've had hot dinners, I wish to join my husband Admiral O.W.A Citizen in condemning this shoddy misrepresentation of TRF. Mr. Smarmy so-called IbanezJem can call himself pragmatic until he's blue in the breasts. ;) I can see some blue, some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see Citizen, colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has a thread very much like this one as a matter of fact. ;) Yes, there's a lot of it about. Probably a virus. Uh, keep warm, plenty of rest, and if you're playing football or anything, try and favour the other leg. :tsk: No, Citizen doctor, me doctor, you Mr. Bertenshaw aka IbanezJem. Mind if we call you 'Bruce' to keep it clear? Because it does worry some people - I don't know why - but they are a little sensitive so I take the precaution of asking on these occasions. Well, you could say "Dennis blackhawkrush." :hi: And on my left in the red comer - author of the books 'The Problems of Kierkegaard' and 'Hello Sailor' and visiting Professor of Modern Theological Philosophy at the University ot' East Anglia - from British Columbia - Citizen of the World! He is not in fact the Bishop of East Anglia, but a man wanted by the police. I am the Bishop of East Anglia and anyone who doesn't believe me can look me up in the book. Now then, the first prize is this beautiful silver cup, which has been won by me. The vote was unanimous, with one abstention. Well I didn't vote for you.
  16. Liberal rubbish! blackhawkrush! Whaddaya want with yer jugged fish? Well, our TRF chefs have been experimenting for many years to find a sauce most likely to tempt the crocodile. In the past, we've concentrated on a fish based sauce, but this year, we are reverting to a simple bernaise. Yours etc. Captain B.J. Ibanezjem in a white wine sauce with shallots, mushrooms and garlic. :drool: As an admiral who came up through the ranks more times than you've had hot dinners, I wish to join my husband Admiral O.W.A Citizen in condemning this shoddy misrepresentation of TRF. Mr. Smarmy so-called IbanezJem can call himself pragmatic until he's blue in the breasts. ;) I can see some blue, some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see Citizen, colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has a thread very much like this one as a matter of fact. ;) Yes, there's a lot of it about. Probably a virus. Uh, keep warm, plenty of rest, and if you're playing football or anything, try and favour the other leg. :tsk: No, Citizen doctor, me doctor, you Mr. Bertenshaw aka IbanezJem. Mind if we call you 'Bruce' to keep it clear? Because it does worry some people - I don't know why - but they are a little sensitive so I take the precaution of asking on these occasions. Well, you could say "Dennis blackhawkrush." :hi: And on my left in the red comer - author of the books 'The Problems of Kierkegaard' and 'Hello Sailor' and visiting Professor of Modern Theological Philosophy at the University ot' East Anglia - from British Columbia - Citizen of the World! He is not in fact the Bishop of East Anglia, but a man wanted by the police. I am the Bishop of East Anglia and anyone who doesn't believe me can look me up in the book. Now then, the first prize is this beautiful silver cup, which has been won by me.
  17. Liberal rubbish! blackhawkrush! Whaddaya want with yer jugged fish? Well, our TRF chefs have been experimenting for many years to find a sauce most likely to tempt the crocodile. In the past, we've concentrated on a fish based sauce, but this year, we are reverting to a simple bernaise. Yours etc. Captain B.J. Ibanezjem in a white wine sauce with shallots, mushrooms and garlic. :drool: As an admiral who came up through the ranks more times than you've had hot dinners, I wish to join my husband Admiral O.W.A Citizen in condemning this shoddy misrepresentation of TRF. Mr. Smarmy so-called IbanezJem can call himself pragmatic until he's blue in the breasts. ;) I can see some blue, some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I'd better have a second opinion on this. I want you to see Citizen, colleague of mine, a specialist in these sort of things, who has a thread very much like this one as a matter of fact. ;) Yes, there's a lot of it about. Probably a virus. Uh, keep warm, plenty of rest, and if you're playing football or anything, try and favour the other leg. :tsk: No, Citizen doctor, me doctor, you Mr. Bertenshaw aka IbanezJem. Mind if we call you 'Bruce' to keep it clear?
  18. Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ... Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad. I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals. You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out! Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!" She's got a big bottom Vicar Citizen! :tsk: As I was saying, how do you find the new vicarage? ah yes. Past the post office. Two hundred yards down and then left at the light Ah, hello Citizen, you don't know me, but I'm Ibanez from TRF. We were wondering if you'd come and answer the door in a sketch over there, in that sort of direction... You wouldn't have to do anything - just open the door and that's it. lf l let you in you'll sell me encyclopedias. Well, how about this, sir: "Bum Biters" or "Naughty Blueschica" or there's this one: IbanezJem, blackhawkrush and Citizen visit the Ark Royal. The British Navy is one of the finest and most attractive and butchest fighting forces in the world. I love those white flared trousers and the feel of rough blue serge on those pert little buttocks! Incontinentia. Incontinentia Buttocks. The twenty-three-year-old hails from down under, where they're upside down about her. She's a good Sheila, Bruce and not at all stuck up. You're all bloody fancy talk since you left London. Yeah, I got the 8:55 Pullman Express from King's Cross and missed that bit around Hornchurch. Herbert Blackhawkrush collects birdwatchers' eggs. At his home in Surrey he has a collection of over four hundred of them. And Mr. IbanezJem, aren't you in fact a Train Spotter? welcome to 'Spot the Loony', where once again we invite you to come with us all over the world to meet all kinds of people in all kinds of places, and ask you to . .. Spot the Loony! Our panel this evening... blackhawkrush, the American mammal abuser and part-time radiator. Dame Ibanezjem, historian, wit, bon viveur, and rear half of the Johnson brothers...And Citizen of the World, up high in banana tree, the golfer and inventor of Catholicism
  19. Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ... Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad. I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals. You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out! Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!" She's got a big bottom Vicar Citizen! :tsk: As I was saying, how do you find the new vicarage? ah yes. Past the post office. Two hundred yards down and then left at the light Ah, hello Citizen, you don't know me, but I'm Ibanez from TRF. We were wondering if you'd come and answer the door in a sketch over there, in that sort of direction... You wouldn't have to do anything - just open the door and that's it. lf l let you in you'll sell me encyclopedias. Well, how about this, sir: "Bum Biters" or "Naughty Blueschica" or there's this one: IbanezJem, blackhawkrush and Citizen visit the Ark Royal. The British Navy is one of the finest and most attractive and butchest fighting forces in the world. I love those white flared trousers and the feel of rough blue serge on those pert little buttocks! Incontinentia. Incontinentia Buttocks. The twenty-three-year-old hails from down under, where they're upside down about her. She's a good Sheila, Bruce and not at all stuck up.
  20. Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ... Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad. I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals. You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out! Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!" She's got a big bottom Vicar Citizen! :tsk: As I was saying, how do you find the new vicarage? ah yes. Past the post office. Two hundred yards down and then left at the light Ah, hello Citizen, you don't know me, but I'm Ibanez from TRF. We were wondering if you'd come and answer the door in a sketch over there, in that sort of direction... You wouldn't have to do anything - just open the door and that's it. lf l let you in you'll sell me encyclopedias. Well, how about this, sir: "Bum Biters" or "Naughty Blueschica" or there's this one: IbanezJem, blackhawkrush and Citizen visit the Ark Royal. The British Navy is one of the finest and most attractive and butchest fighting forces in the world. I love those white flared trousers and the feel of rough blue serge on those pert little buttocks!
  21. Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ... Mr. Ali (Citizen) Bayan, stark raving mad. I mean, some people think I'm mad. The villagers say I'm mad, the tourists say I'm mad, well I am mad, but I'm naturally mad. I don't use any chemicals. You`re all drunk. It`s disgusting. Out! The lot, out! Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out! Mr. Ibanez, perhaps you could put in a good word for so we could join a very smart Paris Hilton club. :unsure: We all very quiet at back, not say anything except shout "Hilton!", "Hilton!" She's got a big bottom Vicar Citizen! :tsk: As I was saying, how do you find the new vicarage? ah yes. Past the post office. Two hundred yards down and then left at the light Ah, hello Citizen, you don't know me, but I'm Ibanez from TRF. We were wondering if you'd come and answer the door in a sketch over there, in that sort of direction... You wouldn't have to do anything - just open the door and that's it. lf l let you in you'll sell me encyclopedias.
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