Tuppence and a trophy, wicked!
Tuppence and a trophy, wicked!
My calendar is confused
At the beginning it has M and T for Monday and Tuesday
At the end it has 2 S' for Saturday and Sunday
In the middle; WTF?
*passes over a whole sixpence to distract sqrooup*
"I don't think you'll be needing that Trophy any longer!"
Michael
sells sixpence to highest bidder (they are very rare coins now), and buys 128 trophies from eBay!
Which one is yours?
My calendar is confused
At the beginning it has M and T for Monday and Tuesday
At the end it has 2 S' for Saturday and Sunday
In the middle; WTF?
turns your life around, making you drop all trophies. I then melt all trophies into one
"Meddle not with roos; thou art crunchy and grasshopper-like" ※The SABRFL※
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*encouraging words for the Rooster*
"Wow, that is a really good copy, considering the cheap crap from e-bay that you had to work with"
*still in possession of the real trophy, wanders off, yet again, into the sunset....*
Michael
Breaks into the monaro and takes trophy, then briskly runs away wearing trophy on head like a weird hat
Can now be found at: https://openlinuxforums.org thanks to this forum's style of moderation
The pen maybe be mightier than the sword, but a slap in the face with a keyboard really F^%$ing hurts
*rururur Broom burble burble...*
"No one can run faster than my Monaro!!"
*snatches the Trophy off Endomancer's head and leaves him behind, a dwindling pathetic figure in the rear view mirror*
Michael
*dashes alongside the car, grabs hold of the wing mirror, crashes through the passenger window and grabbing both the Trophy and the rear view mirror (to build a handy head mounted Trophy Snatching Alert System) I jump out of the window the way I came, leaving audiomick in a pile of broken glass, bleeding heavily and falling unconscious. As I land heavily on my feet, I grimly smile to myself, seeing the out-of-control car via sharply off a handy cliff. I know that at least he cannot take the Trophy which is rightfully mine.*
Unless I lasso onto the back of your Monaro and skateboard behind you, and when you decelerate at a roundabout, I hop in and steal the trophy
For a full signature / about me, see my website.
Too late! I have it now!
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