Fridge

QUOTE (Mandalorian Hunter @ Jan 9 2008, 09:36 PM) Fridge and MHR won that award... FRIDGE AND MHR WON THAT AWARD!!! I'm Welsh, and the whole world, well mainly England, won't let me forgot that my nations favourite past time, after drinking, singing and playing rugby, or maybe before those, I forget, is having intimate relations with Sheep! Well that's it. I'm going to be a really moody, stroppy teenager now. <<<<< That's my stroppy face. Do your research lad.... The North east of Scotland (Aberdeen in particular) is notorious for this

QUOTE (Mrs. Huck Rogers @ Jan 9 2008, 08:47 PM) QUOTE (rushgoober @ Jan 9 2008, 07:18 PM) Fridge then goes into a disturbingly comprehensive display of the uses of sheep. The Zombies are temporarily mesmerized and somewhat disgusted, but again they keep coming. Finally, Fridge shows the Zombies what really is under his kilt and the Zombies run away screaming, falling off the jagged cliffs and plummeting to their deaths in the sea. Everyone is saved.

QUOTE (treeduck @ Jan 9 2008, 06:30 PM)And now for our final award, which could be the most prestigious of all. It's also our newest and most hastiliy put together so we needed extra time to fully debate the many aspects regarding it's likely- well let's just say it was a toss up between a few candidates for our MOST LIKELY TO BE BEST FRIENDS WITH A CLOVEN-HOOFED MAMMAL award. At first it seemed obvious who should win this one, but then a few candidates came out of the woolwork, I mean woodwork. Special mention to one guy who ran things very close Whitetrash, take a bow but better luck next time mate because our winners are jointly FRIDGE AND MRS HUCK ROGERS Congratulations you two, this moment truly brings tears to my eyes and not just mine http://www.ltlf.co.uk/derby/man_with_sheep.jpg You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome Sniff!..... You know, after the crushing dissapointment of losing narrowly to Necro in The Test for Bastard award this has come as something of a reilef to know that I am worthy of such a prestigious honour. I cannot speak for m'learned colleague MHR, but I would like to say a very special thanks to two very special things 1. lets hear it for the one and only ...FLOSSIE! http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/blacksheep1.jpg Cheers mate, I couldn't have done it without you and 2. The essential tool of the trade, the very item that no self respecting sheepshagger should be with out.......I give you A PAIR OF GREEN WELLIES! http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/ist2_2830503_new_green_wellies1.jpg Right that's that then...I'm off for a skirl on the bagpipes

QUOTE (chaotica @ Jan 9 2008, 04:08 PM) steals digi's patron and takes kid in her arms and runs like a moma bear after those sum bitches... I aint going down with the titanic next up: Dread Pirate Robert Err....I think I'm still up

QUOTE (JohnnyBlaze @ Jan 9 2008, 02:56 PM)Fridge, so close yet so far. Better luck next time you bastard. Second best bastard is simply NOT GOOD ENOUGH!!! MUST TRY HARDER!!!!!! GRRRRRRR!!!

Chris Martin (Coldplay) His weedy, tuneless piping gets on my nerves

Laura with Fistil and Leo http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/050407126.jpg Not being a tomboy for a change http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/050407119.jpg Laura, Joe and Adam http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/24251204024.jpg

Unfortunately, this one is particularly appropriate just now.... Hey Im your life Im the one who takes you there Hey Im your life Im the one who cares They They betray Im your only true friend now They Theyll betray Im forever there Im your dream, make you real Im your eyes when you must steal Im your pain when you cant feel Sad but true Im your dream, mind astray Im your eyes while youre away Im your pain while you repay You know its sad but true You Youre my mask Youre my cover, my shelter You Youre my mask Youre the one whos blamed Do Do my work Do my dirty work, scapegoat Do Do my deeds For youre the one whos shamed Im your dream, make you real Im your eyes when you must steal Im your pain when you cant feel Sad but true Im your dream, mind astray Im your eyes while youre away Im your pain while you repay You know its sad but true Hate Im your hate Im your hate when you want love Pay Pay the price Pay, for nothings fair Hey Im your life Im the one who took you here Hey Im your life And I no longer care Im your dream, make you real Im your eyes when you must steal Im your pain when you cant feel Sad but true Im your truth, telling lies Im your reasoned alibis Im inside open your eyes Im you Sad but true

My life is a house you crawl through the window slip across the floor and into the reception room you enter the place of endless persuasion like a knock on the door when there's ten or more things to do Who is that calling? you my companion run to the water on a burning beach and it brings me relief Pass through the walls to find my intentions circle 'round in a strange, hypnotic state I look into space there is no connection a million points of light and a conversation I can't face Cast me off one day to lose my inhibition sit like a lap dog on a matron's knee wear the nails on your feet I woke up the house stumbled in sideways the lights went on and everybody screamed "Surprise!" the savage review it left me gasping but it warms my heart to see that you can do it too Total surrender your touch is so tender your skin is like water on a burning beach and it brings me relief Like a night in your mind it brings me relief in the back door under the stars and the scenery is my floor in the back room under the stars and the scenery is my floor

QUOTE (Show Don't Tell @ Jan 6 2008, 04:01 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Jan 6 2008, 10:55 AM) I'm glad Ghost of a chance is an option (which is ok, though not great) otherwise it would be like picking your favourite dental treatment Awful album You forgot something: It's not my favourite album, but Heresy, Ghost Of A Chance, Bravado, and the title track are all good tunes. You forgot something. , and they are pish

QUOTE (fromundacheeze @ Jan 6 2008, 08:21 PM) TOOL! Hey! there's no need to call the man names!

Treeduck would spring into action with his killer webbed feet and start stomping the life(death) out of them. Allied to his ultra-high pitched sonar quack which would completely disorientate them, he would give the rest enough time to escape. However, this would be a delaying tactic at best, and it wouldn' be long before superior numbers meant the zombies would soon be dining on Duck a L'Orange Hmmm...How about.......JohnnyBlaze?

I'm glad Ghost of a chance is an option (which is ok, though not great) otherwise it would be like picking your favourite dental treatment Awful album

Fistil http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/080407009-1.jpg Leo http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/290207010.jpg Ziggy http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/171105052.jpg Topples http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/margs170606100.jpg Dusty, Jack and Ziggy - in a heap... http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/Jack6.jpg

You could hear the hoof beats pound As they raced across the ground And the clatter of the wheels As they spun round and round And he galloped into Market Street His badge upon his chest His name was Ernie And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west Now Ernie loved a widow A lady known as Sue She lived all alone in Linley Lane At number twenty two They said she was too good for him She was haughty, proud and chic But Ernie got his cocoa there Three times every week They called him Ernie (Ernie) And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west She said she'd like to bathe in milk He said alright sweetheart And when he finished work one night He loaded up the cart He said you wanted pasturised Coz pasturised is best She says Ernie I'll be happy If it comes up to me chest And that tickled old Ernie (Ernie) And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west Now Ernie had a rival An evil looking man Called Two Ton Ted from Teddington And he drove the bakers van He tempted her with his treacle tarts And his tasty wholemeal bread And when she saw the size Of his hot meat pies It very near turned her head She nearly swooned at his macaroon And he said now if you treat me right You'll have hot rolls evry morning And crumpets every night He knew once she'd sampled his layer cake He'd have his wicked way And all Ernie had to offer Was a pint of milk a day Poor Ernie (Ernie) And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west One lunchtime Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four And as he leaped down from of his van Hot blood through his veins did course And he went across to Ernie's cart And he didnarf kick his horse Who's name was Trigger (Trigger) And he pulled the fastest milkcart in the west Now Ernie rushed out into the street His goldtop in his hand He said if you want to marry susie You'll fight for her like a man Oh why don't we play cards for her He sneeringly replied And just to make it interesting We'll have a shilling on the side Now Ernie dragged him from his van And beneath the blazing sun They stood there face to face And Ted went for his bun But Ernie was to quick Things didn't go the way ted planned And a strawberry flavoured youghurt Sent it spinning from his hand Now Sue she ran between them And tried to keep them apart And Ernie pushed her aside And a rock cake caught him underneath his heart And he looked up in pained surprise As the concrete hardened crust Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye And Ernie bit the dust Poor Ernie (Ernie) And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west Ernie was only fifty-two, he didn't want to die Now he's gone to make deliveries In that milkround in the sky Where the customers are angels And ferocious dogs are banned And a milkmans life is full of fun In that fairy dairy land But a woman's needs are many fold And Sue she married Ted But strange things happened on their wedding night As they lay in their bed Was that the trees a rustling Or the hinges of the gate Or Ernies ghostly goldtop a rattling in their crate They won't forget Ernie (Ernie) And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west

QUOTE (Necromancer @ Jan 5 2008, 11:30 PM) QUOTE (Pags @ Jan 5 2008, 07:28 PM) Cool song, Necro!! I've got one to sing along to. A modern day warrior Today's Tom Sawyer! He floated down the river on a raft with a black guy! DO do do do Do doooo DOOOO do do do do DO do do do Do doooo I like the version with THE BAGPIPES. EVERYTHING sounds better with bagpipes

Bang your head against the stage Like you never did before Make it ring Make it bleed Make it really sore

QUOTE (Necromancer @ Jan 5 2008, 10:59 PM) Theres a shadow just behind me. shrouding every step I take. Making every promise empty. pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler, who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path of must we, just because the son has come. Jesus, wont you f***ing whistle. something but the past and done. Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why cant we drink forever? I just want to start this over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave. I will work to elevate you, just enough to bring you down. Mother mary, wont you whisper. something but the past is done. Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why cant we sleep forever? I just want to start this over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave. Trust me. trust me. trust me. trust me. trust me. Why cant we not be sober. I just want to start things over. Why cant we sleep forever. I just want to start this over. I want what I want... I want what I want... I want what I want... I want what I want... Nice....... Music to listen to in a nice warm bath with a packet of razorblades

OOOOOOH! I need some LOOOOOOOVE!!!! I said ....I need some LOOOVE!!!.....

QUOTE (JohnnyBlaze @ Jan 4 2008, 04:56 PM) You still might win a duckBlaze yet since we're only half way through. In the meantime, how about a complimentary x-ray of a duck that appears to have a demon-like face inside of it? http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c107/andrewq2112/Miscellaneous/duck20x20ray.jpg It ate Eddie!

Actually, I like the Test For Bastard award, but I have a funny feeling I'm being considered for another category.... Just call it a hunch

QUOTE (different strings @ Jan 1 2008, 09:37 AM) I have a slight concern with one of the award categories and that is the CHAT SLUT award. Couldn't/wouldn't this be considered , first of all SEXIST, and secondly,considered by some to be be in bad taste Surely folk can't be that sensitive? Remember, Ducky is involved in this, so don't go expecting any bastions of political correctness and good taste here

QUOTE (treeduck @ Jan 1 2008, 09:13 AM) Cheeky... (makes a note of Fridge's comment for further reference) Like I was going to get away unscathed anyway

This should be interesting

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