Topic: GOLDEN THOUGHTS--FUNNY ONE | |
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I've been misunderstood like a preacher in a brothel
Merely said that gaining 10 pounds and losing only one sounds like a positive monetarily speaking. Please don't break out your Banger Bomber or High Tea, High Caliber Cucumber Sandwich Cannon I'm a Bard...not a Bully |
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vow BeachFarmer, excellent, i am with you on it
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Beachfarmer.............. play the game Bard.No cubunger sammidges, just plain ole French sticks as choice of weapons.
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tater tots......on guard
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Beachfarmer faces Bonny, they could see the whites of each other's eyes ( although Bonny's eyes are blood shot red from lack of sleep ) a trumpet sounds, they swivel round and march briskly away...ten paces, the starting pistol fires, French sticks at the ready.............CHARGE !!!!!
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vow, this dual is a fun today, both parties are on the field with thier weapons
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Beach tries to get the the trumpet to play something fierce and ominous and all that comes out is some really cool Herb Alpert tunes.
This will intimidate no one....but it might get them groovin long enough as a distraction so he can flee up the sand with his horn tucked between his legs.....hop in his steel horse and ride off to his none virtual life. You are a worthy adversary Bonny and an even better ally!! Adieu Honorable Lady......Adieu whatev.........aw you know the rest |
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Enters blowing bugle,
Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarge |
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Dispatch Warlock and Ajax to bring me his body, open fire, full charge ahead !!!!!! *races ahead to the theme song from Battle of Britain *
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uk1971, bonny need ur help sir
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Avast ya landlubbers. Up periscope. Tubes one and two loaded armed, and ready.
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Frank is looking on at the action, eyes wide, he's sooooooo excited and scared at the same time, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a................................................................................................................................ SNICKERS BAR !!!!
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Miss Bonnie. prepare to repel snickers bars.
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a sword to settle this dispute as soon as possible
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I demand satisfaction!!!!!!!!!!
Snickers bars at dawn |
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now THAT would satisfy me
Arrrggghhhh I'm sick with need of last word....now I must row Oar Knot! |
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Put ya back into it beach or it's off to the colonies for ya.
Row ya begger Row. |
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Bonny espies Franks smarty pants move, she opens the chest plate of her armour, she's got Mars bars. YES !!!!!! Na na na na na
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rowing to avoid gettin on me back and gruntin like a scrubba
this is either madness or brilliant (funny how those two seem to coincide) |
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