the say something random thread

Piste

I'll feed YOU to your mother

simu

If the personal is political, PI should be merged with Politics at once!

Shaque attack

if - a conjuction meaning wheras or in the event that

Zombienosh

parsnips the horse

PH01

So I said that there is harmony in disharmony. But behind the clouds, the sun is shining, but it could be worse.
It will be worse. Feeling bad is just a new sensation and tomorrow is another day, but I will survive. As every cloud has a silver lining, and we all know that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
After the rain comes a rainbow which for some reason it's always darkest before the dawn. Which gets worse, before it gets better, as every rose has its thorn.
Midnight is where the day begins so cheer up, it's not the end of the world for this too, shall pass. Life's not so bad, when you consider the alternative and that could be the sharper is the berry, the sweeter is the wine.

Chad ghostal

turnips are not my favorite vegetable. .
but..then.i dont really have one..
what i need is some sort of vegetable constructing machine, that constructs healthy vegetables from gold..
then id be rich.. rich as the hills!

i am the worst at spelling.

Zombienosh

arghh my eyes!
the goggles do nothing

davie_b

why krusty you know bett middler?
yes we used to own a horse together we called it Krudlli er

Piste

Ah head for the hills!

They're coming from the hills!

Head away from the hills!

smoke.me.a.kipper

vvvvvrrrrrrrrooooooooooommmmmmm!!

sanncoo

I was born under a wandering star...which made it rather difficult for my mother???

summer_ina_bowl

let's not then

Piste

*Pokes everyone here*




*Everyone here explodes*

Chad ghostal

Lets get together to fight this holy armaggedon

summer_ina_bowl

don't say that about my mother

Zombienosh

i would have been your father, but the donkey skipped the queue

summer_ina_bowl

oh my, the gloves are off

ven0m

I have gigantic balls; one is called B.E.R.T.


::: ven0mous :::

RE*AC*TOR

He was also a member of the jury that convicted Queen Anne of adultery.

Zombienosh

"He was a great conceptual artist. He once set up yellow umbrellas all along the california highway!"
"Why`d he do that?"
"To make the world a more magical place I guess.... although they did blow over and kill some people..."
"...killer umbrellas! of course!"



You may encounter another hazard: the attack of the eye-poking, oversized, killer umbrellas

Japan Hunts for killer umbrella here

Killer Brollies on the Waterfront
A happy scene on a recent weekday afternoon at the Ferry Plaza: A gaggle of tipsy English tourists chatters away at Gabbiano's Restaurant and Oyster Cafe, drinking expensive champagne, and posing for pictures with homeless cart-pushers. ("Oh darling, stay upwind from that trolley.") At a nearby table, an old friend and I catch up over iced tea, shaded by a huge umbrella on a metal stand.

Suddenly, the bucolic afternoon turns deadly.
A rogue wharf wind whips the umbrella out of its socket in the middle of the table, shooting it straight up into the air about 10 feet. The wind twirls the approximately 10-foot-long metal death spike around and around, scattering the tourists. Where the deadly projectile will land is anyone's guess. Thankfully, the umbrella shoots a couple of feet past the tipsy Brits and lands in some plants nearby.

I call the waiter over to explain to him that, one, my companion and I were almost killed or severely injured, and, two, the umbrella stand is missing the screw that would hold the umbrella in the base, as are many stands.

His response: This happens all the time and there isn't anything we can do to prevent it. Shocked, I point to the empty screw hole in the base, and he only repeats what he just said. Finally, after we plead with him, he removes some of the many potential killer umbrellas from their stands and lays them on the ground. A request to tell the management of the incident is met with a shrug.

Several days later I speak to Phillip Rauser, part-owner of the restaurant, and Gerard Lex, his catering chief, and relate the tale of near-death in the sun. Their response: No one told us about the runaway umbrellas. Sure, it was "negligent," says Rauser, but it's never happened before. Lex is less concerned. "We're sorry you got scared of an umbrella flying around," he says derisively. Both say the waiter was mistaken when he said, in no uncertain terms, that flying death parasols are a common occurrence.

Still, given their apparent sanguine attitude about the deadly brollies, the managers and owners of Gabbiano's will have to do without my business. In the future, I will be seeking my waterfront experiences where, darling, I will be upwind of hurtling poles of death.

........... see all the evidence?

the umbrella uprising is beginning

Scouser Boy!!

Wheres your mama gone?!!!
wheres your mama gone!!!!

bringitdown

boo-urns

RE*AC*TOR

the Memphis sanitation workers strike and the Poor People's Campaign in 1968

FranknFurter

I am the illegitimate son of Otto Titsling!!!

davie_b

Scouser Boy!! wrote:

Wheres your mama gone?!!!
wheres your mama gone!!!!

last nite i heard my baby singing a song owh-weep chuga chuga chuga cheap

Third_Echelon

I cant think of anything weird, odd, off the wall or laced with sexual innuendo to post.... :eek:

SantaHoe

Shhh, nurse rachet is coming.

simu

Minnions eat onions.

Calves eat turnips.

Chad ghostal

Unlike most children, they will, however, often change their story when challenged..This kind of behaviour is often associated with feeding techniques
and it is likely that this is the reason.

koneko

SantaHoe wrote:

Shhh, nurse rachet is coming.

YOU CALLED?

shush behave you
or I'll have to double your dosage