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Does anyone know a site with free ringtones, i need one, sarias song from zelda, its been my ringtone for years, i just got a new phone and I really want it, anyone, if you have an account for one of those sites that has it, I just want that one song help....
couldnt you just send the ringtone from one phone to the other??
There are always piles of ringtones on torrent sites.
Search for 'ringtones' on torrentspy to see what I mean. What you want it bound to be there.
yea i once downloaded 21000 ringtones in one torrent
then how do I get it on my phone?
USB to bluetooth?
Does your phone have bluetooth capabilities?
What phone?Quote:
Originally Posted by Duffman
You need a USB Data Cable or Serial Cable. What is your phone?
Samsung sgh-x497, there is no way to text it to my phone?
Nope. A text message sends text ... you want a midi file (or whatever) sent to your phone. You can send a MMS (Multimedia message) with it attached, tho'.Quote:
Originally Posted by Duffman
Did you get a USB data cable and software CD when you bought the phone? If not you may have to buy one.
Your phone's got bluetooth.Quote:
Originally Posted by Duffman
Buy a cheap bluetooth dongle on ebay from a sweaty manthing in hong-kong, and pair up your phone to your PC, and transfer whateverthehellyouwant onto it.
my phone is a D500 and my ringtone is holla back girl :schnauz:
my phone is an old t600 and I don't like ringtones, so I have it vibrating my left testicle.
I thought he was a banker, in Cardiff. :blink:Quote:
Originally Posted by Barbarossa
:lol:
That's Caerdydd to you, Kent girl.
When driving along the M4 after the bridge on the way to Christmas, the big fuck-off signs kept telling me to "DON'T PHONE AND DRIVE", and then what I can only assume was the equivalent in Welsh.
On the way home from Christmas, they were telling me to "DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE", but not the equivalent in Welsh.
Of course, I immediately phoned the in-laws on my mobie to tell them the good news...:dabs:
There's also an alarming wastage of paint on the sign to "Magor Services". It says "gwasanaethausanaethausanaethau". I can only assume they had a lot of spare letters left, after doing "Croeso i Gymru"... :dabs:
According to historians, Welsh as a language doesn't even exist.Quote:
Originally Posted by Barbarossa
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Boyish is actually non-existant as a language and is made up on the spot by officals who create road signs and the Boyos who drink in pubs. When there are no English around the signs show only English and they speak English in their pubs. As soon as an English crosses the border all the signs change and every pub starts making up Boyish. However this has not happened since the 6th century AD when the last English went over the border, as no English wants to go to Wales.
:lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by Barbarossa
I used to go out with a blonde for maybe a month. She had a Renault 5 :dabs:
One night, late, she'd broken down coming back from a nightclub in Swansea with her friends. She phoned me up and asked if I'd go and pick them up. I agreed and asked what services they were in - one of her friends in the background said "It begins with a 'G', some fucking Welsh word'"
"Gorseinion?" I offered.
"No, gwasanaethau" (Welsh for services) came the reply.
I laughed and pointed out her folly, her reply was 'Don't make me look stupid in front of my friends - you think you know everything, wanker'.
I said; 'Right, no problem - make sure you don't get back in the car because it might explode, I'll be there in half hour or so'.
I switched my mobile off and went back to bed, obviousement :dabs:
Aha, at last the proof I'm not some middle aged english broad: I didn't understand that anecdote.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
That is, I got the manker is really old part (dating someone who had a Renault 5) and a complete wanker (leaving them alone, lost in the dark jungles of Welshland).
She's still got the Renault 5. Really.
It's all we allow blondes to drive in Welshland.
The first vehicle I owned back in the 80s was a Ford Escort MkII van and it took me on four holidays to family friends in Whitland.
On the first occasion, the gearstick came out of the gearbox at Cross Hands and my brother had to change gear for me while looking down inside the gearbox to see what he was doing.
On the second visit, late at night, both dipped beams went out around Llanelli forcing me to drive the rest of the way on sidelights.
On the thrid trip, in rain just outside Swindon, the widnscreen wipers caught each other and stopped in the middle of the windscreen at 70mph in the outside lane.
That was a little scary.
The fourth time I went late-ish on a Friday and just outside Swindon (again!) the throttle pedal went 'limp' as the return spring broke and pinged off. I knew nothing about cars at the time and £35 for a rescue truck driver to fit a spring at 11:30pm seemed a little steep at the time... it was half my weekly wage.
The next time I went, I had a Cavalier, and no problems (nor on any subsequent trips), so it wasn't fate trying to deny my Welsh roots, just a shit Ford.