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Post by dogfacedboyuk1 on Aug 21, 2006 12:53:05 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me
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Post by Tim C on Aug 21, 2006 13:42:51 GMT
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face
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Post by menace on Aug 21, 2006 14:16:02 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather
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Post by Tim C on Aug 21, 2006 16:25:30 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had
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Post by jimmygee on Aug 22, 2006 16:19:36 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several
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Post by Tim C on Aug 22, 2006 17:21:11 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky
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Post by menace on Aug 22, 2006 19:56:01 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic
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Post by dogfacedboyuk1 on Aug 23, 2006 10:10:13 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog
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Post by menace on Aug 23, 2006 10:56:35 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat
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Post by Tim C on Aug 23, 2006 11:43:33 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder
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Post by suladan on Aug 23, 2006 15:28:50 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a
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Post by endrem on Aug 24, 2006 15:32:00 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish
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Post by Tim C on Aug 24, 2006 15:53:01 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance
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Post by racssirt on Aug 26, 2006 12:08:44 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped
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Post by menace on Aug 27, 2006 10:02:55 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through an open
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Post by racssirt on Aug 29, 2006 19:36:02 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo
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Post by dogfacedboyuk1 on Sept 6, 2006 18:00:32 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into
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Post by racssirt on Sept 6, 2006 18:05:58 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which
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Post by mattofmirkwood on Sept 6, 2006 19:03:01 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten
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Post by menace on Sept 6, 2006 19:33:18 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp
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Post by racssirt on Sept 7, 2006 15:39:45 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel
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Post by Tim C on Sept 7, 2006 15:46:20 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart
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Post by racssirt on Sept 7, 2006 15:51:41 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of
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Post by mutantpotato on Sept 7, 2006 16:41:50 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black
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Post by Tim C on Sept 7, 2006 19:04:55 GMT
Many years ago I saw the biggest and ugliest pair of old trolls lying under my next door neighbours mini van. So I decided to take out my big hammer and a chisel. I put on my wellies and my chequered housecoat and then I slapped him about the face with a large trout.
Now why on Earth did I use that when I had the 18 inch spanner in my pants? He said worriedly. Oh yes, because I couldn't find my flying pie.
Anyway off I went to the local paper shop to get some strawberry flavoured gum, but it seemed like it was raspberry flavoured instead. I went back to the manager and grabbed him by the ears. I grabbed them so tightly that one came off, but a new finger grew there. The manager was a big green, ugly nurgle worshipper with maggots for eyes and earwigs for his teeth, big tentacles hung from his nose and he wore huge fake titties over a T-shirt which was covered by cream pie. The T-shirt slogan was crudely painted and it said "Wet Me Baby". So then I pulled out my super soaker water gun and blasted it all over his huge, ugly sweaty green buttocks. At this, the manager gave me my Beano comic and hit me about the face with a feather duster that had somehow accumulated several layers of sticky-backed pink plastic. A big frog which had sat on my shoulder had left a pile of brownish mud like substance there. It jumped through a hole in a polo and turned into a eye-burster, which subsequently got eaten in one gulp. A cheese wheel and biscuit cart rolled out of a big black plastic bin liner
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