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Your_Lion Posted September 15, 2012 Share Posted September 15, 2012 QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted September 15, 2012 Share Posted September 15, 2012 QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted September 15, 2012 Share Posted September 15, 2012 QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted September 15, 2012 Share Posted September 15, 2012 QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted September 15, 2012 Share Posted September 15, 2012 QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted September 16, 2012 Share Posted September 16, 2012 QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted September 16, 2012 Share Posted September 16, 2012 QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted September 16, 2012 Share Posted September 16, 2012 QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted September 16, 2012 Share Posted September 16, 2012 QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 04:43 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Thank you, Eddie. And now time for this week's request death. For Mr and Mrs Violet Stebbings of 23 Wolverston Road, Hull, the death of Mr Bruce Foster of Guildford. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted September 16, 2012 Share Posted September 16, 2012 QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 02:29 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 04:43 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Thank you, Eddie. And now time for this week's request death. For Mr and Mrs Violet Stebbings of 23 Wolverston Road, Hull, the death of Mr Bruce Foster of Guildford. No he's not completely dead m'lud. But he's not at all well. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted September 17, 2012 Share Posted September 17, 2012 QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 01:03 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 02:29 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 04:43 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Thank you, Eddie. And now time for this week's request death. For Mr and Mrs Violet Stebbings of 23 Wolverston Road, Hull, the death of Mr Bruce Foster of Guildford. No he's not completely dead m'lud. But he's not at all well. I've just spent four hours burying the cat. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted September 17, 2012 Share Posted September 17, 2012 QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:21 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 01:03 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 02:29 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 04:43 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Thank you, Eddie. And now time for this week's request death. For Mr and Mrs Violet Stebbings of 23 Wolverston Road, Hull, the death of Mr Bruce Foster of Guildford. No he's not completely dead m'lud. But he's not at all well. I've just spent four hours burying the cat. After it was given influenza. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted September 17, 2012 Share Posted September 17, 2012 QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 05:28 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:21 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 01:03 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 02:29 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 04:43 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Thank you, Eddie. And now time for this week's request death. For Mr and Mrs Violet Stebbings of 23 Wolverston Road, Hull, the death of Mr Bruce Foster of Guildford. No he's not completely dead m'lud. But he's not at all well. I've just spent four hours burying the cat. After it was given influenza. now for the first time on television 'Interesting People' brings you a man who claims he can send bricks to sleep by hypnosis. Mr Keith Maniac from Guatemala. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted September 17, 2012 Share Posted September 17, 2012 QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:35 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 05:28 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:21 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 01:03 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 02:29 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 04:43 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Thank you, Eddie. And now time for this week's request death. For Mr and Mrs Violet Stebbings of 23 Wolverston Road, Hull, the death of Mr Bruce Foster of Guildford. No he's not completely dead m'lud. But he's not at all well. I've just spent four hours burying the cat. After it was given influenza. now for the first time on television 'Interesting People' brings you a man who claims he can send bricks to sleep by hypnosis. Mr Keith Maniac from Guatemala. Mr. Francisco Huron, Paraguay, 11 years, 2 months, 26 days, 9 hours, 3 minutes, 27 seconds. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Citizen of the World Posted September 17, 2012 Share Posted September 17, 2012 QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 05:42 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:35 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 05:28 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:21 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 01:03 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 02:29 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 04:43 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Thank you, Eddie. And now time for this week's request death. For Mr and Mrs Violet Stebbings of 23 Wolverston Road, Hull, the death of Mr Bruce Foster of Guildford. No he's not completely dead m'lud. But he's not at all well. I've just spent four hours burying the cat. After it was given influenza. now for the first time on television 'Interesting People' brings you a man who claims he can send bricks to sleep by hypnosis. Mr Keith Maniac from Guatemala. Mr. Francisco Huron, Paraguay, 11 years, 2 months, 26 days, 9 hours, 3 minutes, 27 seconds. Well done. Now the object of this expedition is to see if we can find any traces of last year's expedition. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackhawkrush Posted September 17, 2012 Share Posted September 17, 2012 QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:46 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 05:42 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:35 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 05:28 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 07:21 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 01:03 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 02:29 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 16 2012, 04:43 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 16 2012, 05:56 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 16 2012, 02:51 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:11 PM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 03:41 PM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 15 2012, 08:23 PM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 08:05 AM) QUOTE (Your_Lion @ Sep 15 2012, 07:07 AM) QUOTE (blackhawkrush @ Sep 15 2012, 03:38 AM) QUOTE (Citizen of the World @ Sep 14 2012, 08:55 PM) Yes I quite agree with you, I mean what's the point of being treated like a sheep, I mean I'm fed up with going abroad and being treated like a sheep, what's the point of being carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! Do you want to go upstairs? Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week... What does that mean? It's a bazooka! Well, er, let's ask the man in the street what he thinks. Well, er, speaking as a man in the street... Wagh! (Blackhawkrush, enjoy the show tonight!!) Hey, there's a bicycle broken. Up the road. Decided to wear short trousers from now on. Well something certainly is happening here at Tolworth roundabout, David. I can now see Picasso, he's cycling down very hard towards the roundabout, he's about 75-50 yards away and I can now see his painting... it's an abstract... I can see some blue some purple and some little black oval shapes... I think I can see... Mmmm... Well I think Utrillo's brushwork is fantastic... But he doesn't always agree with me ... Not after a Rubens, anyway ... all those cherries ... ooohh ... Urgh! I've got Vermeer all down my shirt... Ludwig, have you seen the jam spoon? Thank you, Eddie. And now time for this week's request death. For Mr and Mrs Violet Stebbings of 23 Wolverston Road, Hull, the death of Mr Bruce Foster of Guildford. No he's not completely dead m'lud. But he's not at all well. I've just spent four hours burying the cat. After it was given influenza. now for the first time on television 'Interesting People' brings you a man who claims he can send bricks to sleep by hypnosis. Mr Keith Maniac from Guatemala. Mr. Francisco Huron, Paraguay, 11 years, 2 months, 26 days, 9 hours, 3 minutes, 27 seconds. Well done. Now the object of this expedition is to see if we can find any traces of last year's expedition. Mount Everest. Forbidding. Aloof. Terrifying. The mountain with the biggest tits in the world. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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