Hairtips:kiss:Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
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Hairtips:kiss:Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
No, it's actually forum posting tips I was after.
Like, for example, Post absolute bollocks when you don't know what to say.
Wait ... nice demonstration :clap:
He looks more lyke a match :rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by ziggyjuarez
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Dexter Holland. I wouldn't mind too much being likened to him.Quote:
Originally Posted by ziggyjuarez
So long as it's around the time he did Smash, rather than Americana.
Ziggy, I can't be nasty to you :)
Then join the fuck bo cru:snooty:Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
smash>americana
No, dude :ermm:Quote:
Originally Posted by ziggyjuarez
Whatever the spice girls' album is called>AmericanaQuote:
Originally Posted by Proper Bo
:dry:
he cant change the periodic table :snooty:
unless he makes a new element.
Make the Lounge make sense
It does to the lounge dwellers :dabs:Quote:
Originally Posted by Gripper
:no:Quote:
Originally Posted by enoughfakefiles
:no: :no:Quote:
Originally Posted by enoughfakefiles
:O :lol:
/edit i actually posted that last post and didn't relise what the thread was :lol:
going for another effy, eff? :huh:
'ang about, i'll have a spliff n prob understand cha.
eff = budHA :ermm:
eff = bugga:w00t:Quote:
Originally Posted by missie
now, that's just mean. :fist:
Someones spelt your user name wrong lilmiss :unsure:
Spelt=seperating the wheat from the chaff,I think God can do this with the wind
Gripper ftw :01: :wub:
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Originally Posted by enoughfakefiles
Lilmiss is unavailble atm.
i'm standing in. heh heh. :happy:
make punk-rawk not suck.Quote:
Things God Cant Do:
:lookaroun
I saw the word "glebe" in my English reading assignment, North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell, and wondered what you had against land belonging to an English parish church.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
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'Unwatch'd the garden bough shall sway,
The tender blossom flutter down,
Unloved that beech will gather brown,
The maple burn itself away;
Unloved, the sun-flower, shining fair,
Ray round with flames her disk of seed,
And many a rose-carnation feed
With summer spice the humming air;
* * * * * *
Till from the garden and the wild
A fresh association blow,
And year by year the landscape grow
Familiar to the stranger's child
As year by year the labourer tills
His wonted glebe, or lops the glades;
And year by year our memory fades
From all the circle of the hills.'
TENNYSON.
Post a pic and I'll tell you what size she is :naughty:Quote:
Originally Posted by ameir