Pooka
Islander
shell we dance?
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Post by Pooka on Jul 6, 2005 13:26:51 GMT -5
....and how I wish I had one bit of logical information in order to |
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jul 6, 2005 14:11:04 GMT -5
I'm confused now Where were we?  |
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Post by generalnudnick on Jul 6, 2005 14:44:08 GMT -5
[who tha hellis captain nudnick? im general nudnick and dont entertain mimicry  |
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Post by Major Nudnick on Jul 6, 2005 14:48:18 GMT -5
I say old chap, bit fishy, what?
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jul 6, 2005 16:15:43 GMT -5
Restoring order (if any order maketh sense):
we are here
"a rainy day" ©Pooks
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Post by Pooka on Jul 6, 2005 17:16:02 GMT -5
Restoring order (if any order maketh sense): we are here "a rainy day" ©Pooks
"a rainy day" ©Pook's Pal  |
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Benbow
Islander
Left hand down a bit...
Posts: 625
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Post by Benbow on Jul 10, 2005 11:18:46 GMT -5
Come on, you lot, concentrate... a rainy day  unfortunately the drought
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jul 10, 2005 12:29:56 GMT -5
meant that his shorts were tighter than usual and therefore
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Benbow
Islander
Left hand down a bit...
Posts: 625
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Post by Benbow on Jul 10, 2005 12:48:05 GMT -5
deprived of blood, his legs dropped off,
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jul 10, 2005 12:59:35 GMT -5
but he stuffed them under his arms and
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Benbow
Islander
Left hand down a bit...
Posts: 625
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Post by Benbow on Jul 10, 2005 13:04:07 GMT -5
employed robotic limbs, which
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Post by Starfish on Jul 10, 2005 13:05:01 GMT -5
splish splashed about on his bloody stumps much to the consternation of
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Post by starfish on Jul 10, 2005 13:05:36 GMT -5
ooops - cancel that last one
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Benbow
Islander
Left hand down a bit...
Posts: 625
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Post by Benbow on Jul 10, 2005 13:16:12 GMT -5
the Welsh National Opera, who were
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jul 10, 2005 16:10:36 GMT -5
Can I just get this straight here?
but he stuffed them under his arms and
-employed robotic limbs, which
splish splashed about on his bloody stumps much to the consternation of -
the Welsh National Opera, who were
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as ever, moaning and whining and sunk deep in the endless drizzle which is the very epitome of that DylanThomas who never once said:
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