show us what you are made of? :01: ;)
(as long as it ain't simon :unsure: )
feck :angry: you just disappeared :cry:
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show us what you are made of? :01: ;)
(as long as it ain't simon :unsure: )
feck :angry: you just disappeared :cry:
Meh, catch me when I'm stoned n tired, why dontcha?
Don't make me sing atcha again. :dry:
Oi Stinks..... is who?
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Originally Posted by Lilmiss
cunning am i not..........I am sitting in my tracksuit, headband adorning me napper and a bottle of lucozade.......let's go go go go you thiever of armchairs you:lol:
.............or we could leave it to a more hospitable hour... :rolleyes:
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Originally Posted by (>Zero Cool<)
I'm ready you derty skankbag chav, bring it on. :01:
Is it strawberry season yet?
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Originally Posted by Lilmiss
cmon then you pincher of posterior supports you :01:
you daytime dwelling eater of old frozen things :happy:
strawberries are for winners......you get none :01: ......unless of course cutie uake is your chosen arena......:gulp: :ermm: :cry:
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Originally Posted by (>Zero Cool<)
Steady on, I'm not perverted or anything.
And there's no chance I'm playing you now, you've been practising.
Biggish Carl said 'lo. :D
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Originally Posted by Lilmiss
You will never guess what someone just brought me :shifty:
...........ok you might
:w00t:
I tinks I hate your ma.
She never brings me strawberries. :cry:
/munches on rock, while cursing you intensely. :snooty:
me ma says she will see you right if you move to a more hospitable part of the wrld :snooty:Quote:
Originally Posted by Lilmiss
I have a few spare stones and some nice dirt if you run out of rocks :ermm:
:slurps ice cream, choccy sauce and...welll you know.....: :P
So I have to move to scotsland to get fruit?
Hmph. :snooty:
Think I shall stay here with my sticks n bricks.
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Originally Posted by Lilmiss
another plan works flawlessly :01:
can we have yer auntie back though please she bolted with all the edinburgh rock....we have none left for the tourists :cry:
Nope, I'm gonna try and talk her into taking up my pub job when I leave. Try and make her see sense, so she never has to go back up to your world again.
I can only eat 4 bits of the rock before I feel violently sick. :cry:
I've been poisoned. :waily:
:dry: Ok, you are the king of teh arcade.
Now stop challenging me, or I shall never get owt done. :P
gotta get dressed n go move stuffs.