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Well off we go, then, with the Batley Townswomen's Guild re-enactment of the first heart transplant. :clap: Gloves ... glasses... moustache... handkerchief... I'm going to operate!! Luckily my years with Bristol Rep. stood me in good stead, as I assumed a bewildering variety of disguises. :codger: He had to slim down to one and a half pounds to get into that costume. Well first of all you get shown to your own private hole in the skirting board... then you put the mouse skin on... then you scurry into the main room, and perhaps take a run in the wheel Oh, blimey. You'd think he was awake all the night, scrabbling down by the wainscotting. peacocks keep us awake all hours of the night with their noisy lovemaking Yes. When Beethoven went deaf the mynah bird just used to mime. It's probably pining for the fjords. In Norway, we have one of the highest per cappa income rates in Europe. :ebert: With moist eyes, Erik leaves this happy land to return to the harsh uneconomic realities of life in the land of Ljosa waters Aye, 'ampstead wasn't good enough for you, was it? ... you had to go poncing off to Barnsley, you and yer coal-mining friends. You bleeding pig. You're not fit to be down a mine. Lose inches off your hips, thighs, buttocks and abdomen. and every Thursday night the hotel has a bloody cabaret in the bar, featuring a tiny emaciated dago with nine-inch hips and some bloated fat tart with her hair brylcreemed down and a big arse presenting Flamenco for Foreigners.

I use a body rub called Seeeeeeeeem-prini!! Makes my skin nice and scaly. You have green, scaly skin, and a soft yellow underbelly with a series of fin-like ridges running down your spine and tail. Although lizardlike in shape, you can grow anything up to thirty feet in length with huge teeth that can bite off great rocks and trees. You inhabit arid sub-tropical zones and wear spectacles. You're suffering from what we vets haven't found a word for. :o 'P.N.D.', as we doctors call it. So it's lots of happy pills for you Hi everyone. Are you part of the scene? Now! Come on please. Anyone not concerned in this scene, the canteen's open upstairs. Ah! Thank you very much. Good morning. Come on men, downstairs. :gumby: 'Course, there isn't really a basement but he just goes off and we pretend... Only make believe, I love you. Only make believe that you love me. Sit on my face, and tell me that you love me. I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you, too. I'm a little bit sad and lonely. Now my ba by's gone away... For ... she's going to marry Yum Yum ... oh crikey. The old song finished her orff. That was episode two of "The Death of Mary, Queen of Scots" adapted for TRF by Digital Dad. :clap: Have you written any of your recent works in this shed of yours? And the moral of the story is... Smoking can ruin your health. The End.

Last year we did our extremely popular re-enactment of 'Nazi War Atrocities'. So this year we thought we would like to do something in a lighter vein. The tender compassionate story of one man's love for another man in drag. THRILL! to the excitement of a night emission over Germany. After a few minutes I perceived a line of gentlemen with rifles. They were looking in my direction. I looked around but could not see the target. I fart in your general direction! I practice every day. Well, not absolutely every day, but most days in the week. Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. Well, of course, warfare isn't all fun. Yes. I was just thinking, you know, if it was possible for me to have my choice ... I'd prefer to be in the Women's Royal Amy Corps. Ooh, proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? He's Muh...he's muh...he's mad, Sir. Aye, well but they said Crippen was crazy didn't they? And 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! :Alex: Now all they have to do here to win the title is to shoot themselves. Simon has a shot. Bad luck, he misses. Nigel misses. Now there's Gervaise, and Gervaise has shot himself- Gervaise is Upperclass Twit of the Year!

I'm about 50-50 with this album. There's some good stuff, like Dreamline, Ghost of a Chance, etc. But then you have other songs that are just ugh. I refuse to skip any songs because its Rush, though, and even their worst songs are better than most bands' best. :D

You're using IE, right? It's a known incompatibility between this board and that browser. Just another thing in the long list of things wrong with IE :laughing guy:

We disagree Duck! PETER ERA RULES! Ironically I can't stand the Peter solo years even though I own every album! Collins is a great man but he ruined Genesis. His solo wimpy shit kills me to this day. Great fuckking drummer. Fukk Phil Collins Genesis. Listen to Brand X instead. Have you ever heard the song "Nuclear Burn?" Phil is beyond beyond! Nothing touches the Gabriel Genesis Era. No way EARL, say it slowly to yourself before you go to sleep tonight COLLINS-ERA-COLLINS-ERA-COLLINS-ERA-COLLINS-ERA and you'll wake up singing MAMA! :banana: Does that include the groaning?

Last year we did our extremely popular re-enactment of 'Nazi War Atrocities'. So this year we thought we would like to do something in a lighter vein. The tender compassionate story of one man's love for another man in drag. THRILL! to the excitement of a night emission over Germany. After a few minutes I perceived a line of gentlemen with rifles. They were looking in my direction. I looked around but could not see the target.

Agree with you there, but it's weird, because I've seen other people go so far as calling that song a dirge. You sure you got the right thread, there, Toymaker? :laughing guy:

^ This. Huh, I thought a lot of people hated Lock and Key :P I'd want to see all three, but I'd take Lock And Key and Prime Mover over Turn The Page.

Even Trick of the Tail......the first Collins era Record? Mick That's a better record than W&W and more accessible I would say. That's the best Collins era Genesis, IMO. Love me some Dance On A Volcano.

I was hopping along, minding my own business. All of a sudden, up he comes. Cures me. One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next minute my livelihood's gone. Not so much as a by your leave. 'You're cured mate.' Bloody do-gooder. Well, I think he'd do a lot of good to the Stock Exchange You've got cheap drinks, slave labour and a booming stock market. I'm off :outtahere: And now the sound of John Denver being strangled. Noises are a major embarrassment source. Even words like tits, winkle and vibraphone, cannot rival the embarrassment potential of sounds. Or get the new Pooh-Pooh machine. Embarrass your guests. Completely authentic sound. :drool: :drool: And get the machine that goes 'ping!'. How d'you cook it? You can't eat that raw! :o Not raw. Cooked. Yes, roasted with a few french fries, broccoli, horseradish sauce ... Yes...I wonder if you might have 'The Amazing Adventures of Captain Gladys Stoutpamphlet and her Intrepid Spaniel Stig Amongst the Giant Pygmies of Beckles'...volume eight. I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :hi: Good morning. Here, an ordinary cup of drinking chocolate costs four million pounds. you are a very new chartered accountant. Isn't it possible there may have been some mistake? My mistake, I have made my mistake. But they're good people, and they're kind people, and together we were beginning to get over this dark patch ... there was light at the end of the tunnel . .. now this . .. now this... I like traffic lights, I like traffic lights, I like traffic lights, Although my name's not Bamber.

The House On Trubnaya It's an obscure Soviet film from the 20s that I had to watch for my film history class.

I've never really seen that much hate for it, to be honest. I think it's one of the best pieces that they've ever put out. 'Course, I love me some concept albums. But really, the album is full of so many brilliant moments that are chock-full of emotion. Especially my favorite, The Garden.

Is it bad if I don't have all the live albums? DOES THAT MEAN I'M NOT A TRUE RUSH FAN!? AHHHH!

Trucks. motherf**king trucks. The damn things seem like they intentionally wait for me to jump into the left lane before they jump over to. And for the record, I'm talking the giant tractor-trailer type ones, not the pickups.