This is Hakan Sukur based fan fiction. That's right. Turkeys World Cup centre forward.
People are scum. People are wierd. If I could muster a taste for human flesh I'd just start eating these sort of nutters.
― Lynskey (Lynskey), Tuesday, 26 November 2002 20:08 (twenty-three years ago)
"As the human alien hybrid rammed its chitinous ovipositor deep in to Linda, she realised it ws possible for a 30 year old single woman to to feel love again"
― Jarlr'mai (jarlrmai), Tuesday, 26 November 2002 20:13 (twenty-three years ago)
Wet, foreign soil and crushed nettle leaves spilled through the Doctor's open fingers. The Semio-palabralator skittered down the coarse concrete incline, off a twisted steel rod and into the opaque green waters below.
From the searing, silver pain that tore at his neck and scalp, he knew the only providences that prevented his plunging further into the maw of the silo were his scarf - gradually tightening around his throat - and his black, wiry curls. Both were tangled in the piano-taut razor wire.
How HAD he found himself, despite a textbook recalibration of the Interstitial Gamma-Cobalt Brushes, in this all-too-well-documented hotspot of the space-time continuum?
He had little time to curse himself.
Over the insistent, barking supplications of the eviscerated K9 on the railway track above, he perceived a drawl, which soon became a growing howl. Out of the cold, yellow horizon, a svelte but ominous silhouette was growing. The Messerschmidt Bf109E, pulling several Gs at the nadir of its half-mile swoop. . .
― Pooster (pooster), Wednesday, 27 November 2002 00:12 (twenty-three years ago)
― Lynskey (Lynskey), Wednesday, 27 November 2002 02:10 (twenty-three years ago)
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Wednesday, 27 November 2002 06:44 (twenty-three years ago)
― Pete Andrews, Wednesday, 27 November 2002 15:04 (twenty-three years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Thursday, 28 November 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
As Timmy inserted his mallet sideways into the prettiest girl in marketing exercises, she realised exactly what Blissium was and where she could get it.
― Lynskey (Lynskey), Thursday, 28 November 2002 02:33 (twenty-three years ago)
― Robin (RJM), Thursday, 28 November 2002 10:24 (twenty-three years ago)
Felicias ears curled with delight as Compo penetrated her again and again,
"more more" she purred.
Gazing intently into Compos glowing red face she noticed his trademark wooly hat had fallen off, his straw like white hair stuck out in all directions, just like a white tiger she though...
― Jarlr'mai (jarlrmai), Thursday, 28 November 2002 10:55 (twenty-three years ago)
Yatesless rock god Bob Geldof narrates scenes of starvation in third world countries while Big time celebs such as Russell Gr...no…..ive decided. To sick. Im gonna go play with some fluffy bunnies to take my mindf off things.
― Robin (RJM), Thursday, 28 November 2002 11:49 (twenty-three years ago)
― Keisha mandi siwallace, Tuesday, 13 December 2005 22:23 (twenty years ago)
which is a fortunate thing for the universe...as we know it.
The foregoing posters have not only kissed the Blarny Stone, they have brought it to orgasm.
― Zen Clown, Wednesday, 14 December 2005 01:29 (twenty years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Wednesday, 14 December 2005 15:54 (twenty years ago)
― Zen Clown, Wednesday, 14 December 2005 16:10 (twenty years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Wednesday, 14 December 2005 16:14 (twenty years ago)
I'm going to start another forum called "Ask a Senile Old Clown".
*breaks into tears, unable to continue*
― Zen Clown, Wednesday, 14 December 2005 20:11 (twenty years ago)
― Aimless (Aimless), Wednesday, 14 December 2005 21:04 (twenty years ago)
(Note to self: google 'lexicon'. If it turns out to be a famous river in Europe, I'll be even more confused.)
― Zen Clown, Thursday, 15 December 2005 02:29 (twenty years ago)
I was thinking of the Rubicon. You know? That's the river Ceaser's mother dipped him into to make him invunerable and when a chihuahua bit him on the heel he died of rabies.
Yes. I remember it all now...
― Zen Clown, Thursday, 15 December 2005 03:00 (twenty years ago)
― Aimless (Aimless), Thursday, 15 December 2005 03:24 (twenty years ago)
Clueless in Missouri.
"Only that day dawns to which we are awake" -Thoreau
"Day sleeper, do not disturb." -Zen Clown
― Zen Clown, Thursday, 15 December 2005 06:11 (twenty years ago)
― HH, Thursday, 15 December 2005 11:11 (twenty years ago)