Benny Hill :eyebrows:
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Benny Hill :eyebrows:
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Rodorft.
Yes. Yes you are :pinch:
No, but you get a demerit for mis-interpreting the homer smiley.
I fucked up :mellow:
:doh:
Can I come in, please? Please?
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You're rather less hirsute than I remember ... or imagined.
I wonder which it is :eyebrows:
Anyway, I'd better wait for Mary's wife to give the seal of approval but I say you're in because although you might lack the expected Chewbacca beard, at least you've got the Leia hair.
@chewie
I want to say blurry, but It's like you've used a camouflage filter and you could disappear your face at any time. It's a bit suspenseful.
I think she would hear the waves of Alderaan, even after it was all blowed up.
Actually I was just making a point about your camera. If I met someone in real life that looked like they were disappearing from reality I would probably spray fecal juice and sprint diagonally.
Whereas I'd I'd immediately think of Back to the Future and explain to mr. fadey that his brother had gone back in time and was coming on to his mam, but that no one thought it was weird and it all turned out fine.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mary
No but that movie obviously made a huge impression upon me as it's the only one I remember from the before time.
Apart from Jaws. Which scared the shit out of me.
It's why I became a fast swimmer. Even if we were just playing a game of "Shark" in the pool I scurried out with a burst of anxiety and irrational fear like you wouldn't believe. This was at a huge public pool, not one of those backyard ones where you could pretty much jump to the other side. Ithinkknow the only reason I never got into competitive swimming was because you'd never get me into a pair of speedos. Even though I'm a bit older and less vain, I'd never bother to deal with that level of discomfort. Can't wear bikini briefs either, it's boxer briefs all the way.
I know, right. That fucking cello started up as soon as I even glimpsed a body of water.
I pretended I liked Jaws because I figured it was some kind of a test. My parents then hired me a film called Orca: Killer Whale or something. I spent the entire time looking about 3 inches over the television and taking protracted toilet breaks. Perhaps they are sadists or master trolls. I also got given Stephen King books when I was ten. Each time a new one came out, I'd get it a couple of weeks hence. I pretended to like those, too.
They scared the shit out of me even more than Jaws.
That was all my dad. My mother gave me Virginia Andrews books to read which centred on a dysfunctional family whose mother locked the four kids in the attic such that they developed incestuous relationships. The mother slowly poisoned them with arsenic and the youngest died.
I was left to pick my own literature after the age of about 13. Which was nice.
Wtf were they thinking :eyebrows:
I normally never received books on account of them being difficult to move around from residence to residence, their price, and my perceived lack of interest in them. I did live with a step father figure and had HBO for awhile, so all was well. Also, I could pretty much go out and do whatever I wanted so I'd sometimes hang out at a library, learned about sperm whales, wasn't scared of them.
I want to be in this beard club too, but I have nothing to make a beard with...
Then again...
do yo have any felt tip pens?
Would you like some of my pubes?
Please don't send me your pubes in the post. At least send them by UPS.
I sent Mrs.Something Else my beard in an envelope once. True story.
-muahahaha-
:whistling
Finally, the bearded clam arrives.
:drool:
oh my god.......
That's not what I meant, lol
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That's pretty fucking inventive. Nice one Skweeks.
I'm like that
Why did you delete it :o
I'm trying to create a sense of mystery.