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how do i hook up with some first class chics, i mean man.. im not dorky or anything but i think she's out of my league..

― secret, Wednesday, 24 March 2004 13:33 (twenty-two years ago)

Nowadays, they use the playoff system. If you're not one of the top two (3?), there's a playoff between the next two down. If you succeed in getting promoted, you'll have to beat her over two legs and not allow any goals at home.

Ron Manager

'It's a far cry from small boys in the park, jumpers for goalposts. Isn't it? Mmmmm. Marvellous.'

― Ron Manager (Hereward), Wednesday, 24 March 2004 16:39 (twenty-two years ago)

Ply her with copious amounts of booze and take her out back behind the dumpster in the alley. Don't wake Rex 'cause he's still recovering from his last bout of bear-on-man lovemaking. Oh, and tell her in your sexiest voice, "I heart your vulva", and blink sensitively.

― Otto Didakt (Hereward), Wednesday, 24 March 2004 20:26 (twenty-two years ago)

a slow crawl down the high and a heavy hand with the chum bucket is, for me, ever the winning bifecta. stun with a mallet and gaffe them aboard. add a little bromine to the catch bucket to avoid that fishy smell. turn them over in the pan and enjoy. if nicked, blame the whole damn mess on long-term breastfeeding.

― hurley (hurley), Thursday, 25 March 2004 06:34 (twenty-two years ago)

Ah, Hurley, I could weep for joy! What do you use for chum?

― Aimless (Aimless), Thursday, 25 March 2004 18:14 (twenty-two years ago)

Don't you mean long-tern breastfeeding? Or is it long egret crest-pleating? Sorry, I haven't been too lucky with the birds as of late. Did you know that Bromine is the only nonmetallic liquid element? I really feel bad about that after I told that guy to go take a Bromine.

― Michael White (Hereward), Thursday, 25 March 2004 18:23 (twenty-two years ago)

whoever is to hand. i'm not particular (for obvious reasons) about choosing my chums. just be sure to remove shoes, belt, and jewelry before grinding. and pulse or you'll bruise the pheromones.

― hurley (hurley), Thursday, 25 March 2004 20:14 (twenty-two years ago)

How many noms de plumes do you want exactly, Michael? Save some for the others. By "others" I obviously mean that film starring Rudy from the Cosby show and a giant talking plane, and their adventures with algebra, and their fits, and that bit where they fetch up for coffee but you know how the chains never quite get the ambience right? I mean, there you are, you're a talking plane, for the love of God and do you call this a latte? Do you? DO YOU? Ah fuck it, check out IMDB for more salacious tips! And maybe Christian Bale!

― Matt (Matt), Saturday, 27 March 2004 02:11 (twenty-two years ago)

Talking plane!? Ha, ha. Well, then, he'll need a 'plane' nick then, won't he? How about "B-52"? No, no, that's the name of a band. How about..."Piper Cub"?

(I was in the Dark until the words of Matt, flung from his fingers into the infinity of cyberspace, appeared upon my moniter and enlightened me.
Thank you,
Your adoring servant,
Mary)

― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Saturday, 27 March 2004 03:19 (twenty-two years ago)

Mary, don't be contrary. It doen't become you. Matt, nous prendrons tous les pseudonyms actuellement disponibles, svp, and a club sandwich, no mayo. Ta. Hurley, God bless you, one and all. Suffer the little pheromones, etc...

― Michael Whiteas seen on IMDB (Hereward), Sunday, 28 March 2004 05:46 (twenty-two years ago)

Naa na na naa na! Mary's got a beard! Mary's got a beard!

(Typo Alert! Ou, en Francais, en alert de Typo! C'est Marty, tu vois? Et il a une barbe.)

― Dorien Thomas (Dorien Thomas), Wednesday, 7 April 2004 21:09 (twenty-one years ago)

Cette garce barbue fera ta fete, tu verras!

― Michael White (Hereward), Wednesday, 7 April 2004 22:10 (twenty-one years ago)

Mary the bearded lady-clown
Was having a spree in old downtown
When who pops up, that churlish pup
but Master DT, on a Welshman's spree
and Mary was hailed to drink and sup
DT ran out, lout thought he was free
She found him out, she ran him down
And pounded his head into the ground.

Y'all come back now, ya hear.

― Michael White (Hereward), Wednesday, 7 April 2004 22:22 (twenty-one years ago)

DT got up and dusted down
My God, he thought, old Mary-clown
Though bearded, can pack a clout
I think I may be staying out
Ain't got no family nor wife
A Welshman's spree? It's called HIS LIFE!!!

― Dorien Thomas (Dorien Thomas), Thursday, 8 April 2004 15:37 (twenty-one years ago)

http://www.sideshowsweetiedolls.com/bea2.jpg

― Michael White (Hereward), Thursday, 8 April 2004 17:34 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm in love! Can I take her home?!

― Dorien Thomas (Dorien Thomas), Saturday, 10 April 2004 15:53 (twenty-one years ago)

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