whit's hippos got to dae wi' this anyway?
you cawin' me thick, ya bawbag?
you wantin' yer go tae?
i'll take ye's aw on, ye willnae stop me
whit's hippos got to dae wi' this anyway?
you cawin' me thick, ya bawbag?
you wantin' yer go tae?
i'll take ye's aw on, ye willnae stop me
ah'll bounce yer heid affa every motor on this street, right?
An' ah stay near Great Western Road, so don't make me cerry oot that threat ower there!
you huvnae got cars up your way.
who ye kiddin' ya jake?
ye think we dinnae huv cars up here in Hyndland? Where you frae, the Drum?
My God, Hobbes!Originally posted by hobbes@3 June 2003 - 20:44
Any guesses at what ole Hobbes does.
Yea, I came up empty too.
Lamsey and kin,
Do you want to talk slang, 'cause I'm chillin in my crib, with my glock cocked, crumblin' erb. Keepin' it real. Fresh kick ice tha mutha load, word!.
Have you had a stroke?!??
"Researchers have already cast much darkness on the subject, and if they continue their investigations, we shall soon know nothing at all about it."
-Mark Twain
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