Your_Lion

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh Popular as this jest has always been, however, it cannot compare with the ribald connotations associated with the dispatch of an edible missile. First... first the simple straightforward "offensive deposit." :eyeroll: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks. You see! There ought to be a safety catch on it, I mean ... ohhhh! I mean, what if this fell into the wrong hands? Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. :scared: The Reverend Charlie `Drooper' Hyper-Squawk Smith. the cleft-palated RAF chaplain, who single-handed shot down over five hundred German chaplains. This is the story of the men who flew with him ... it really is! Oh, 'an aeroplane'. Oh, I say, we are grand, aren't we? 'Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, mater. I'm off to play the grand piano'. 'Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane.

oooh yeah! :haz:

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh Popular as this jest has always been, however, it cannot compare with the ribald connotations associated with the dispatch of an edible missile. First... first the simple straightforward "offensive deposit." :eyeroll: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks. You see! There ought to be a safety catch on it, I mean ... ohhhh! I mean, what if this fell into the wrong hands? Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. :scared:

Just to clarify... are you two referring to the epic 15 minute blues jam, or the 5 minute Slight Return? Always the fifteen minute jam! :haz: Just to clarify... are you two referring to the epic 15 minute blues jam, or the 5 minute Slight Return? For me, the epic. But that said, Slight Return is excellent. Excelent :haz:as you can see from my own top 10, I very much agree with you both :cheers:

1. Voodoo Chile (the 15 minute epic blues jam) 2. Machine Gun 3. If 6 was 9 4. Red House 5. All Along the Watchtower 6. Villanova Junction 7. Voodoo Child (Slight Return) 8. Little Wing 9. The Wind Cries Mary 10. Purple Haze

Just to clarify... are you two referring to the epic 15 minute blues jam, or the 5 minute Slight Return?

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh

Because Drake was too clever for the German fleet. :atickhum: The German casualties were appalling. :laughing yellow guy: :LMAO: :laughing guy: :joker: :LOLsign: :rfl: But the treatment does work with some people. This chap came to us straight from the Chichester Festival; we operated just in time, and now he's almost normal. You are Sandy Camp, the actor? :blink: Acting on a hunch I spent several months in Buenos Aires as Blind Pew, returning through the Panama Canal as Ratty, in 'Toad of Toad Hall'. Those who were left alive at the end got their money back. :ebert: You see I mainly design slaughter houses. Yes, pity. Mind you, this is a real beaut. I mean, none of your blood caked on the walls and flesh flying out of the windows, inconveniencing the passers-by with this one. All right then, what about 8a Woodford Square? Look, how many streets do you know that have got lakes in them? Where are we going to get forty-four tons of plankton from every morning? Blackhawkrush was dead vexed about that. They thought he was mad in the deli. 'Course it's a good idea. Behold. :spitwater: That is your purpose, IbanezJem and Your_Lion. Well that's very kind of you sir, but I don't think I'm ready to be Chairman yet. :yes: Three men dead, the factory burnt down, the account lost and our firm completely bankrupt. This is supposed to be a happy occasion! Let's not bicker and argue about who killed who. Well, that'll save a bit of time. Well done. Now the object of this expedition is to see if we can find any traces of last year's expedition. That's it. Scott's in Africa. As many lions as we need. He's looking for a pole no one else knows about. There's no doubt about it, this expedition does have some rather unusual aspects, Jim lad. For a first, why does the senior personnel all bear the names of Hollywood film stars of the forties... and female ones at that, And I believe Kirk Vilb is playing the title role. :coy: Now Frank - Fran - Frannie - little Frannie-pooh... Coochy coochy Coo. :poke: Look at him laughing... ooh, he's a chirpy little fellow. Isn't he a chirpy little fellow ... eh? eh? Does he talk Does he talk, eh?

Because Drake was too clever for the German fleet. :atickhum: The German casualties were appalling. :laughing yellow guy: :LMAO: :laughing guy: :joker: :LOLsign: :rfl: But the treatment does work with some people. This chap came to us straight from the Chichester Festival; we operated just in time, and now he's almost normal. You are Sandy Camp, the actor? :blink: Acting on a hunch I spent several months in Buenos Aires as Blind Pew, returning through the Panama Canal as Ratty, in 'Toad of Toad Hall'. Those who were left alive at the end got their money back. :ebert: You see I mainly design slaughter houses. Yes, pity. Mind you, this is a real beaut. I mean, none of your blood caked on the walls and flesh flying out of the windows, inconveniencing the passers-by with this one. All right then, what about 8a Woodford Square? Look, how many streets do you know that have got lakes in them? Where are we going to get forty-four tons of plankton from every morning? Blackhawkrush was dead vexed about that. They thought he was mad in the deli. 'Course it's a good idea. Behold. :spitwater: That is your purpose, IbanezJem and Your_Lion. Well that's very kind of you sir, but I don't think I'm ready to be Chairman yet. :yes: Three men dead, the factory burnt down, the account lost and our firm completely bankrupt. This is supposed to be a happy occasion! Let's not bicker and argue about who killed who. Well, that'll save a bit of time. Well done. Now the object of this expedition is to see if we can find any traces of last year's expedition. That's it. Scott's in Africa. As many lions as we need. He's looking for a pole no one else knows about.

Because Drake was too clever for the German fleet. :atickhum: The German casualties were appalling. :laughing yellow guy: :LMAO: :laughing guy: :joker: :LOLsign: :rfl: But the treatment does work with some people. This chap came to us straight from the Chichester Festival; we operated just in time, and now he's almost normal. You are Sandy Camp, the actor? :blink: Acting on a hunch I spent several months in Buenos Aires as Blind Pew, returning through the Panama Canal as Ratty, in 'Toad of Toad Hall'. Those who were left alive at the end got their money back. :ebert: You see I mainly design slaughter houses. Yes, pity. Mind you, this is a real beaut. I mean, none of your blood caked on the walls and flesh flying out of the windows, inconveniencing the passers-by with this one. All right then, what about 8a Woodford Square? Look, how many streets do you know that have got lakes in them? Where are we going to get forty-four tons of plankton from every morning? Blackhawkrush was dead vexed about that. They thought he was mad in the deli. 'Course it's a good idea. Behold. :spitwater: That is your purpose, IbanezJem and Your_Lion. Well that's very kind of you sir, but I don't think I'm ready to be Chairman yet. :yes: Three men dead, the factory burnt down, the account lost and our firm completely bankrupt. This is supposed to be a happy occasion! Let's not bicker and argue about who killed who.

Because Drake was too clever for the German fleet. :atickhum: The German casualties were appalling. :laughing yellow guy: :LMAO: :laughing guy: :joker: :LOLsign: :rfl: But the treatment does work with some people. This chap came to us straight from the Chichester Festival; we operated just in time, and now he's almost normal. You are Sandy Camp, the actor? :blink: Acting on a hunch I spent several months in Buenos Aires as Blind Pew, returning through the Panama Canal as Ratty, in 'Toad of Toad Hall'. Those who were left alive at the end got their money back. :ebert: You see I mainly design slaughter houses. Yes, pity. Mind you, this is a real beaut. I mean, none of your blood caked on the walls and flesh flying out of the windows, inconveniencing the passers-by with this one. All right then, what about 8a Woodford Square? Look, how many streets do you know that have got lakes in them?

Because Drake was too clever for the German fleet. :atickhum: The German casualties were appalling. :laughing yellow guy: :LMAO: :laughing guy: :joker: :LOLsign: :rfl: But the treatment does work with some people. This chap came to us straight from the Chichester Festival; we operated just in time, and now he's almost normal. You are Sandy Camp, the actor? :blink: Acting on a hunch I spent several months in Buenos Aires as Blind Pew, returning through the Panama Canal as Ratty, in 'Toad of Toad Hall'. Those who were left alive at the end got their money back. :ebert: You see I mainly design slaughter houses. Yes, pity. Mind you, this is a real beaut. I mean, none of your blood caked on the walls and flesh flying out of the windows, inconveniencing the passers-by with this one.

Because Drake was too clever for the German fleet. :atickhum: The German casualties were appalling. :laughing yellow guy: :LMAO: :laughing guy: :joker: :LOLsign: :rfl:

We did think once of having it changed by deed-poll, you know - to Watson or something like that. But A Snivelling Little Rat-Faced Watson's just as bad eh? And now it's Pratt...back to Pratt...Pratt again...a long ball to Pratt... :bump: A superb shot of no kind whatsoever. I well remember Plum Warner leaving a very similar ball alone in 1732. This is of course symptomatic of a new breed of footballer as it is indeed symptomatic of your whole genre of player, is it not? I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week. But soon this quiet pattern of life was to change irrevocably. The commonplace routine of a typical Monday morning would never be the same. :givebeer: I'm afraid 73 got rather badly bitten during the night. Tell the surgeon to attend the admins that can be saved. He can do little for 73, I fear. :| Don't worry, 73, you're among friends now, sir. Mr Your_Lion, Mr Blackhawk. These are our fitters, sir. We've had a lot of experience in this field and we do pride ourselves we offer the best and most discreet service available. I don't know whether you'll believe this sir, but one of us is actually wearing a toupee at this moment... You bastards! You vicious heartless bastards! Look what you've done to him! He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is! And you come in here with your petty, vicious, heartless quibbling, and you grind him into the dirt! Me? No. I'm just a poor old man. I have no time for law-breakers. My legs are grey. My ears are gnarled. My eyes are old and bent. But Mr IbanezJem Superman has a secret identity. When trouble strikes at any time, at any place, he is ready to become... Bicycle Repair Man! Miss Meow of North Walsham in Mexico became the first woman to cross the Atlantic on a tricycle. Her tricycle, specially adapted for the crossing, was ninety feet long, with a protective steel hull, three funnels, seventeen first-class cabins and a radar scanner. On the 23rd, Miss Meow set out from 'Abide-A-Wee', watched by a crowd of local well-wishers. :hi: We are from SS Mother Goose. We were twelve days out from Port of Spain, and one night I was doing my usual rounds, when I had occasion to pass the forward storage lockers...well, I noticed something unusual, the main bilge hatches had been opened and there, crouching amidst the scuppers was the most ghastly creature I'd ever seen in my life. Mrs. Scum, the lady who 'does' for Mrs. Entrail. :outtahere: We was talking, we was not snogging! :sarcastic:

We did think once of having it changed by deed-poll, you know - to Watson or something like that. But A Snivelling Little Rat-Faced Watson's just as bad eh? And now it's Pratt...back to Pratt...Pratt again...a long ball to Pratt... :bump: A superb shot of no kind whatsoever. I well remember Plum Warner leaving a very similar ball alone in 1732. This is of course symptomatic of a new breed of footballer as it is indeed symptomatic of your whole genre of player, is it not?

Yes indeed :D It was all we knew, and easy too, so we couldn't get it wrong ^^^ Origami and juggling? That's seriously cool :cool:

^^^ I can't get over those amazing eyes http://www.therushfo...40#entry4886937

Are you referring to ME?! :rage: ;)

We did think once of having it changed by deed-poll, you know - to Watson or something like that. But A Snivelling Little Rat-Faced Watson's just as bad eh?

Er, yes. That was when I was married to the wrong one. I didn't like the colour. This is the one I want to have, so if you could just change the forms round I can take this one back with me now. And are you still intending to purchase this second shed? Oh, right away sport. Right away... you know... I haven't had it for weeks... :drool: Well, I'll ask him, but I don't think he'll be very keen. Uh, he's already got one, you see? The entire Norwich City Council? :D-13: :moose: :smoke: :clap: :banana: I'm not having my house filled with filthy perverts, now look, I'm giving you just half a minute then I'm going to call the police, so get out. :rage: ..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! Yes, I thought most places took Barclaycard nowadays. :huh: Certainly. Hat sales have increased, but not pari passu... What's this, then? 'People called Romanes they go the house'? :bitchslap: Ah ... you're an Italian. Well in that case you would say: 'Sono Italiano di Napoli'. :) All wight. I will give you one more chance. This time, I want to hear no 'Weuben's, no 'Weginald's, no 'Wudolph the Wed-nosed Weindeer's,... So Beethoven was rather glad when he went deaf. :ebert: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. It's truly a real honourable experience to be here this evening, a very wonderful and warm and emotional moment for all of us, and I'd like to sing a song for all... of you. I'm just a jack in a box, I know whenever love knocks... :banghead: If... she.. weighs the same as a duck, she's made of wood. You know, it's a funny thing, dear...all the naughty words sound woody.

Would also fit in the "Tell a dumb joke" thread :facepalm:

Er, yes. That was when I was married to the wrong one. I didn't like the colour. This is the one I want to have, so if you could just change the forms round I can take this one back with me now. And are you still intending to purchase this second shed? Oh, right away sport. Right away... you know... I haven't had it for weeks... :drool: Well, I'll ask him, but I don't think he'll be very keen. Uh, he's already got one, you see? The entire Norwich City Council? :D-13: :moose: :smoke: :clap: :banana: I'm not having my house filled with filthy perverts, now look, I'm giving you just half a minute then I'm going to call the police, so get out. :rage: ..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! Yes, I thought most places took Barclaycard nowadays. :huh: Certainly. Hat sales have increased, but not pari passu... What's this, then? 'People called Romanes they go the house'? :bitchslap: Ah ... you're an Italian. Well in that case you would say: 'Sono Italiano di Napoli'. :)

Er, yes. That was when I was married to the wrong one. I didn't like the colour. This is the one I want to have, so if you could just change the forms round I can take this one back with me now. And are you still intending to purchase this second shed? Oh, right away sport. Right away... you know... I haven't had it for weeks... :drool: Well, I'll ask him, but I don't think he'll be very keen. Uh, he's already got one, you see? The entire Norwich City Council? :D-13: :moose: :smoke: :clap: :banana: I'm not having my house filled with filthy perverts, now look, I'm giving you just half a minute then I'm going to call the police, so get out. :rage:

Er, yes. That was when I was married to the wrong one. I didn't like the colour. This is the one I want to have, so if you could just change the forms round I can take this one back with me now. And are you still intending to purchase this second shed? Oh, right away sport. Right away... you know... I haven't had it for weeks... :drool:

Er, yes. That was when I was married to the wrong one. I didn't like the colour. This is the one I want to have, so if you could just change the forms round I can take this one back with me now.