Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
well i think it's disgraceful thnat a thread about the poor lambkin of goddy-wod has been de-railed. i hope you have more respect at easter and don't start talking about nine-inch nails..
Well I was handsome and I was strong
And I knew the words to every song.
"Did my singing please you?"
"No! The words you sang were wrong!"
... and so are 90% of your tourists, aha!
BOOM BOOM!
Aaarrgggh help me, I just can't stop! This ribbing of the low countries contravenes some EU regulation or other, I just know it. But I am powerless to resist the urge to make duff jokes .
See you at the Court Of Human Rights, Zeno!
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
I had a fine Christmas. As I have done for the last 25 or so years since I discovered drinking wine was preferable to pouring it into a chalice. And we had some superior red and gold M & S crackers bearing such jokes as:
What do you give a paedophile who has everything for Christmas?
A larger parish.
And you know that she's half crazy but that's why you want to be there.
Obviousman wrote:I get : "pilt.ee serverist ei ole lubatud pilte teistesse süsteemidesse linkida." whatever that says (though it looks funny )
There speaks a native of the country with the silliest language in the world!
Are the Dutch and the Estonians in some kind of running competition to see who can squeeze the most double vowels into their words?
And you are . . . . . . . Scottish?? Is that a language still or just a dialect of poor English?
Just remember that the best Queens English is indeed spoken in Inverness.
*edit*
That's I.N.V.E.R.N.E.S.S just in case you didn't understand me the first time.
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Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
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