The Random Thread.

cyberwolf77

Either those curtains go or I do.-Oscar Wilde's last words.
The curtains stayed.

James T Kirk

Nice one...

Capt'n Midnight

http://www.faqs.org/rfcs/rfc1149.html

James T Kirk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13N5aA1b4PQ

Luno

They think I'm a tree

Micky Dolenz

M&S* wrote: »

They think I'm a tree

take a leaf out of my book and take no notice of em :pac::pac::pac:

James T Kirk

I keeel you!

joes girls

its nearly 5.30......im keeping the lights on and the curtains pull, in my little head its only 11pm!

Matt Holck

James T Kirk wrote: »

- Nietzsche

- God

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colrow

You won't miss a slice off a cut loaf :rolleyes:

Jesus Juice

joes girls wrote: »

its nearly 5.30......im keeping the lights on and the curtains pull, in my little head its only 11pm!

Thats not all you'll keep pull.

joes girls

my complexion is not so good today....characterized by too much cider, im blending in well with the greenery!!!!

davylee

First time i've seen this thread. Bonkers comes into my head. Why's that :p

joes girls

Jesus Juice wrote: »

Thats not all you'll keep pull.

pulled!..........that better!

shqipshume

Head completly melted

James T Kirk

Do - you - like - sho - waddy - waddy?

joes girls

i have lost my random.........:(

TinyMontgomery

Charles Monsoon was an extraordinary male. His mind was as sharp as a knife, and he loved to sing songs concerning cocoa beans.

One day, Sire Monsoon went walking around the local woods. He had stooped over to pick up a delicious lump of honey that had fallen from his hat when he heard an atrocious sound explode in his left ear.

He promptly stood up and turned to find an Obese Hungarian Cosmonaut staring him in the eye.

The Hungarian Inserted a stick into Sire Monsoons nostril and punctured his brain.

Charles Monsoon learned a valuable lesson that day:
"Some black cat keep howling. And he prowling round my home".

Matt Holck

joes girls wrote: »

i have lost my random.........:(

random is easy
conversation is hard