daisycutter

with bbo, pretty sure he washes it down with a cheap red (unlike bazza o'farrell)

the lads are in need of psychological counselling bbo trampling the poor creatures to death is really a deep cry for help it might be poor little creatures today but what about tomorrow it behoves you bbo to seek help for them just as you do for biffo's misguided and wayward lifestyle

well you either pay for the young ones or get paid by the older ones

think you mean the used syringes jazza

out of necessity r'n'b it's more the blue rinse foxes these days

that's what i'm talking about

i'm a proud fox lover (but not the lyndsay type)

it occurred to me in a moment of deep thought that he may have been kidnapped by some extreme religious sect and is in mortal danger i hope not and would say a few prayers for him but i don't know any so knowing of your deeply religious upbringing by the brotherhood bbo i was hoping you could be my surrogate .....i know you would understand. it would be a waste of time appealing to biffo who probably lead lordweaver down the wrong path and probably bears some blame in his disappearance

just having a very contemplative, navel gazing day on such a moving holy holiday bbo.....i'm sure you understand and worrying what awful fate may have befallen our missing brother lordweaver

surprised it snuck past the [censored] software

as it's a slow day

i'm sure bbo could organise the lads as observers if that would help, redleg

as the vicar sid to the actress

did you not notice the time of punishment you'll be asleep or under the table at that time the lads can take a rest from fox harrassment though

bbo, you are not only a buffoon and a computer illiterate but you are obviously not an english teacher

Hy sou wou Gallipoli, maar hy haat Breker Morant

you can join oscar and tell it to da judge jazza has never been to the gat in his life your fascination and jealousy of jazza's good ministrations gives a lie to your protests and lascivious obsessions

i also noted you had been there bbo scratched on the wall beside biffo's scrawl was written " Here's to the nipple, without it breasts would be pointless" a dead give-away

haha no need biffo, public transport is free (isn't it?)

dropped into the gat after the game couldn't find biffo anywhere went for a leak and realised biffo had been there before written on the wall was "to all virgins and lesbians - thanks for nothing"

just spent an hour lurking on Talking Carlton lovely schadenfreude experience apart from the names it could have been demonland last year - same sentiments, words, expressions etc i recommend it

oscar's local disabled basketball team have rejected his application to play because he continually vomited on the court and wouldn't stop crying

you do realise that there are certain things a gentleman doesn't discuss i know that will be a shock to our more rural and less sophisticated brethren where is lordweaver when you need a decent quote from the good book

bugger the trial biffo, much more fun watching the royal family over the dtch

he needs to get on with it, he's dragging his feet