A chum and I sang a version of that at the FIOD hoffice in Haarlem.
Not as a show or anything, we were just bored and started singing it.
They thought we were mentalists.
It didn't stop them taking us out to get pished, then giving us a lift back to the hotel. Thank fuck we had the car, the driver could hardly walk
True Story.
There's only one context in which Negan doesn't draw on his fuckity fuck fucking fucktastical inner orator, which means they'll need to record alternates all through this season to remain consistent.
To all, final statements on The Walking Dead:
This season is going to be very, very, very, VERY, very frustrating. I'd recommend altering your dosage and OD near the end. I'm waiting for season 8, personally, because Varys told me it will translate to television very well.
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The Walking Dead is frustrating to the absolute max anyway. So it's whatevs.
Thanks for the comic links the other day, btw.
Quite liked the insight but I think it would do my head in too much to read them all. The TV series seems to stray from the comic narrative and then hop back in at the drop of a hat.
Boaby of course being Scottish for nice crisps I would say she is a great lover of Boaby. She has multiple boabies in the front on any given week day, not sure about weekends though. With her being a large lady I would say she could fit quite a few boabies in her mouth simultaneously and that if I had to /wood her to get some free boaby for my self I totally /wood.
In other news, I'm wurking from home today lyke. I was a visible mess yesterday, leaking out of most holes butt not all holes. And so its allowed
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First day back at work after mini-break at Alton Towers .. feel like my insides have been mangled up in a mangling machine. Luckily all arms and legs intact, but even so, does anyone know where I can get some medical spare parts?
It's what the middle class do, mate.
I thought that's what you were too but you've completely blown your cover now. We might have to pull you out.
They go to these places and they even take small children with them in the same car. These trips last for hours and hours, but no-one seems to mind.
Menthol.
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