on 14-05-2015 08:47 PM
on 14-05-2015 11:11 PM
on 14-05-2015 11:17 PM
on 14-05-2015 11:56 PM
Because I'm terribly bored and can't sleep
I thought I would present you with a poem
I have called it
Ode To Chuk
Chuk Chuk
Where for art thou Chuk
Looking for you high and low
So far without no luck
Im outa here
I have a life
The rest of you
S u c k
Never fear I'll be back
So be prepared
for the next attack
And don't forget to duck
on 15-05-2015 12:38 AM
what a loser you are.
And your mates.
on 15-05-2015 12:49 AM
There is only one cranky pants in this thread
on 15-05-2015 11:33 AM
how odd.
on 15-05-2015 11:57 AM
Not really Pepe.
on 15-05-2015 01:07 PM
If you meet King George's men, dressed in blue and red,
You be careful what you say, and mindful what is said.
If they call you " pretty maid," and chuck you 'neath the chin,
Don't you tell where no one is, nor yet where no one's been !
(Rudyard Kipling: A Smuggler's Song.)
on 16-05-2015 05:09 PM
I think nevynreally should stop smoking that pretty green flora