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Originally Posted by The Flying Cow
He's a merkin.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
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Originally Posted by The Flying CowHe's a merkin.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
Alright minjez :smilie4: :smilie4: :smilie4:
Honestly, I don't think I quite get it either. Are people from South Wales supposed to be any different then the rest of the island? Do they have slightly funnier accents?Quote:
Originally Posted by manker:whoosh:Quote:
Originally Posted by The Flying Cow
Flowe :smilie4:Quote:
Originally Posted by Mr. Mulder
I'm from South Wales.Quote:
Originally Posted by mjmackyHonestly, I don't think I quite get it either. Are people from South Wales supposed to be any different then the rest of the island? Do they have slightly funnier accents?Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
Do you get it now :dabs:
Ohhh, I kind of assumed you were just a foreigner living in the U.K.Quote:
Originally Posted by mankerI'm from South Wales.Quote:
Originally Posted by mjmacky
Do you get it now :dabs:
k so we got builders in rite.
Usually I'm upstairs on my own as the hawt burds all work downstairs. That's how come I can internet and stuff with impunity.
So anyway, I'm sitting in my chair, listening to some Dropkicks and I do a kinda jig while swaying my head and moving my hands in time with the music when this song starts and finish it off with a bit of air guitar. Like you do.
I feel a presence behind me and not one but two of the filthy builders are standing just inside my room, empty tea-mugs in hand, pissing themselves with lols.
I just heard the loud hairy one say to his mate that bag-pipe music must bring on epilepsy in accountants.
Bar-stewards :no:
Sounds like they're jealous of your job, completely having forgotten they finished their beverages.
What led you to this conclusion. I simply must know.Quote:
Originally Posted by mjmackyOhhh, I kind of assumed you were just a foreigner living in the U.K.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
I don't know about that.Quote:
Originally Posted by mjmacky
I'm paying them handsomely for what appears to be dicking with wood about whilst talking loudly about tits.
Dream jawb, yo.
Did I just call myself a tit.
fuck
meant like mammaries ... .
That's pretty fucking articulate for a builder, like.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
Are you sure they aren't ......... STALKERS? :O
One of them has a moustache :fear:
OMFG!!1 Really? That was you prancing around like a right poof, was it?
http://filesharingtalk.com/threads/4...=1#post3500775
http://filesharingtalk.com/threads/3...=1#post3495315
Same post, different thread. I smell shenanigans :eyebrows:
there must be a glitch in the matrix :fear:
It simply doesn't feel right.Quote:
Originally Posted by mankerWhat led you to this conclusion. I simply must know.Quote:
Originally Posted by mjmacky
That esoteric je ne sais quoi which has you flummoxed is almost definitely my inherent Welshness.Quote:
Originally Posted by mjmackyIt simply doesn't feel right.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
We're British, but better :smilie4:
Alright, well at least now I know you're English.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
He wishes:snooty:
Your ancestors built some pretty fine dogs. We've had three Pembrokes. Two are still with us. :happy:Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
I really wouldn't know where to start with that one.Quote:
Originally Posted by megabytemeYour ancestors built some pretty fine dogs. We've had three Pembrokes. Two are still with us. :happy:Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
Sociological observation:
The later in the day your kids watch repeats of Cow&Chicken on Cartoon Network, the more sinister it becomes. When I R Baboon came on at half nine, I thought I was 11 again, watching The Exorcist for the first time, and having my psyche destroyed all over again.
Too easy :DQuote:
Originally Posted by chavisI really wouldn't know where to start with that one.Quote:
Originally Posted by megabyteme
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I'm not really a dog person, mbm. Altho' I am aware that the breed is some type of Corgi, yes?
I have a cat called Fergie. She is the third cat I've owned, the rest got run over. But it's okay because we've moved now to a quiet cul-de-sac.
Wanna see a pic.
Attachment 95117
I'll see your pussy, and raise you a pair of hounds.
First: Max. Over 12 years old, and servicing his ass has become a major chore. How f'ing difficult is it to drop ALL your shit outside?!!! :frusty:
http://i43.tinypic.com/281ahef.jpg
Second: Folly. She's about 4 now. We got her as a retired show dog that had just had her second set of pups. She's been great. Very loyal, follows me around, and listens.
http://i42.tinypic.com/9sc5jm.jpg
The deceased: Katie. One of the true loves of my life. Loyal to an extreme. No matter where I would sleep in the house, when I would wake up. I could blindly put my hand down and it would touch the top of her head. I was everything to her. I miss having her in my life. :(
http://i42.tinypic.com/11av0nc.jpg The tall one is me, BTW. :wave:
n'awwhh :happy:
Some stuff makes me think that I'd like a dog, like what you wrote. Then I think about the commitment and how it'd be left to me to do the walking and washing (you have to wash dogs, rite?) and then I'm put in mind of a dog smell and I remember why I like cats.
Also, you have to stop doing stuff like:
Luckily it's against widely accepted internets protocol to indulge in bestial badinage after someone posts a pic of themselves.Quote:
Originally Posted by mbm
You look particularly freshly laundered, btw. My compliments to Mrs. Byteme.
I've just been to watch a Christmas concert at my son's school.
It wasn't even a nativity, ffs. Just singing and then instrumental solos. Oh, the fucking horror.
It was good to see the single mothers making an effort though.
I haven't seen so many orange faces since the re0opening of the chocolate factory.
In other news; have you noticed that barbie is swearing a lot more these days :unsure:
Cats are way better, they won't period all over your stuff if you forget to fix them. I'm only down to one cat, as the other run ran away a half a year ago. It was an outdoor cat, and suddenly after 3 years I think he just got sick of the place. It doesn't help that Nazis run the board and property management thus keeping an outdoor condo complex locked down like a fucking containment camp, poor cat never had a chance of getting back in if he happened to slip outside the building.
I hope she didn't get run over. I don't understand how my cats were scared shitless when I put the hair-dryer on but would meander onto the busy road without a care.
They're always portrayed in animation as brighter than their canine counterparts but sadly it just isn't the case :earl:
If you put a Labrador's brain inside a cats head (shrunk it a bit first, like), then you'd have the perfect pet.
My granny always said that when she died, she was coming back as a cat. 'Yes Granny,' we'd say 'put down that mangle before you do yourself a mischief'.
Sure enough, a couple of weeks after she died, this feral, flea-bitten, one-eared, blind-in-one-eye, veteran cat turned up scratching at the door. My grandad started feeding it, and it stayed with him for a few years until it got hit by a truck. He was adamant that the cat was a reincarnation of his wife.
I wonder if he ever tried to fuck it. I bet he did, the aul degenerate.
No. I'm pretty sure that people stop having sex when they're about 40ish. Especially Grandparents.
Poor Allen, he'll be there in a few years and he's never even got started :(
Couldn't blame him, like. That was one ugly fucking cat.
Edit: The cat, not Allen.
That's me, not the cat.
I had a meow once, twice, three times, we actually danced every step of the way, running too.
Then suddenly Out of nowhere a shadowy woman came to the house to find all of them a new home at a cat cult,
Meanwhile one of them had its tail cut off in the door accidentally just the end of the tail, and the little one was squashed by avan.
From that day the world was turned into a slaughter-house. Bloodshed, murder, why?
Shite, Allen. That was almost dead good. I was with you til the latter stages.Quote:
Originally Posted by Alien5
The last line was the most poetic but also the wankiest.
I think that's something we can all learn from :smilie4:
For some reason, this post made me smile. However, I somehow get the feeling that was not the appropriate response. :idunno:Quote:
Originally Posted by Alien5
Perhaps, I'm just a sucker for properly punctuated paragraphs...
The ten year old has just spilled milk on the misuss's laptop. Shorted out the mobo to the max. Dead as fuck.
It's WW3 here and it'll be me who suffers. Wank a doodle do do. :no:
Loudly avow to claim on the house insurance, send the milk-spiller to her room. Tell the missus she was too harsh on the we'an, ensuring you get the silent treatment.
Retire to your quarters. Get wopped.
Where's your problem gone now, Jeremy.
Result. Especially the getting wopped part. If I send her to bed, she'll prolly just stick her fingers in a plug socket out of boredom, innit. Caught her eating a coke tin last night. True story.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
That's about the fourth computer she's laid waste to. I kid you not. She doesn't give a fuck.