Art Vs Science
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Lord Bamber
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YOU talk the biggest bollocks? f*** YOU..................I Beat you hands down
Gentleman, let me introduce myself
I think you will find I talk the biggest bollocks of all!!!!
Art Vs Science
Banned
- Sep 1, 2010
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I think we are of an equal Bollockesque standing
mistahclarke
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- Jul 28, 2009
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blimey, you must be Irish (or just know the lyrics)
Lord Bamber
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philsussex
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only when written in CAPITALS
Kazenga <3
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Welcome Irish
Meade's Ball
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Hello Mr The Irish.
I had a dream early this morning about vampires that were running a local cafe that i was in. It was full of bodies, but they awoke from the dead to suck blood, leaping over lukewarm-coffee-coated tables to come at me for my thick neck. I scarpered in the dream and quite afraidly opened my eyes to get away. It worked. But only for about 5 seconds. Then a large stringy limb bent over a wrinkle in my pillow in the real world. I completely froze. It was a daddy f***ing longlegs crawling about 3 inches from my eyes. I was unsure at that part whether i preferred being chased by vamps or having a big spider on my face. Anyway, i gently clasped the little beast in order to remove it from my bedding and get it somewhere outside of my flat. Sadly, i only realised then that i couldn't easily put a pair of pants on one-handedly. Or if i could, it would be the wilier hand i own, which unfortunately had a big-legged arachnid in it. This meant i couldn't open the three doors i'd need to toss that little wretch from my person without flashing a bit of cock at a passerby. My windows have been nailed down by my landlord for security's sake, you see, so the doors were my only route. In the end i put it in the bathtub. I know they can't climb out of there. It's an elephant's graveyard to the longlegs.
And i went back to sleep not dreaming of anything.
Welcome.
I had a dream early this morning about vampires that were running a local cafe that i was in. It was full of bodies, but they awoke from the dead to suck blood, leaping over lukewarm-coffee-coated tables to come at me for my thick neck. I scarpered in the dream and quite afraidly opened my eyes to get away. It worked. But only for about 5 seconds. Then a large stringy limb bent over a wrinkle in my pillow in the real world. I completely froze. It was a daddy f***ing longlegs crawling about 3 inches from my eyes. I was unsure at that part whether i preferred being chased by vamps or having a big spider on my face. Anyway, i gently clasped the little beast in order to remove it from my bedding and get it somewhere outside of my flat. Sadly, i only realised then that i couldn't easily put a pair of pants on one-handedly. Or if i could, it would be the wilier hand i own, which unfortunately had a big-legged arachnid in it. This meant i couldn't open the three doors i'd need to toss that little wretch from my person without flashing a bit of cock at a passerby. My windows have been nailed down by my landlord for security's sake, you see, so the doors were my only route. In the end i put it in the bathtub. I know they can't climb out of there. It's an elephant's graveyard to the longlegs.
And i went back to sleep not dreaming of anything.
Welcome.