Heartland

I don't even know who Gene Simmons is, so perhaps it'll be me then

Obviousman wrote:I don't even know who Gene Simmons is, so perhaps it'll be me then

You cant be serious?

Ah, Kiss, now that does ring a bell

Though I'm not familiar with their music, really

Obviousman wrote:Ah, Kiss, now that does ring a bell

Though I'm not familiar with their music, really

I was made for loving you, u-uhuhuhu-u.

Ah, right, the bell starts to ring louder and louder

Forgot about that one, the only link I thought of was of this terribly funny Kiss-fan appearing in Any Way The Wind Blows. Quite a good movie (was on Belgian telly last week), but since it's a Belgian movie that probably does not ring any bells for you

I can't believe you haven't heard such classics as Sabbath Bloody Sabbath and Kids ( where Gene dueted with Kylie)


Pat

Well, can do a bit of both as not heading for Leeds till tomorrow.

Scotty did send a text earlier saying that a glass of wine was £5.50 (at the Queens) so you are not too badly off if you miss it.

Mind you, did head of to pick up a wee carry oot for for early Sat evening after the warning

Zuma wrote:
Scotty did send a text earlier saying that a glass of wine was £5.50 (at the Queens) so you are not too badly off if you miss it.
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serves him right for drinking in hotel lobby wine-bars

eastmidswhizzkid wrote:

Zuma wrote:
Scotty did send a text earlier saying that a glass of wine was £5.50 (at the Queens) so you are not too badly off if you miss it.
:

serves him right for drinking in hotel lobby wine-bars

can you Party-People please bugger off into another thread? This one is exclusively for the ones that are NOT going.

Grrr.

canon docre wrote: can you Party-People please bugger off into another thread?

No chance. Hi Jess. How ya doin'?

Planet Dave wrote:

canon docre wrote: can you Party-People please bugger off into another thread?

No chance. Hi Jess. How ya doin'?

Don't tease me Dave. Next HL meetup or whatever will happen in February, I'll stay at you house and then we'll see how long your marriage will last.

canon docre wrote:

Planet Dave wrote:

canon docre wrote: can you Party-People please bugger off into another thread?

No chance. Hi Jess. How ya doin'?

Don't tease me Dave. Next HL meetup or whatever will happen in February, I'll stay at you house and then we'll see how long your marriage will last.

Cripes.

Another satisfied customer courtesy of the good canon's sensitive marriage guidance service.

Just listen to the lady....

Anyhoo... Back from my delicious "Meet and greet" of Born who since the first listen to their music swept me off my feet....

Ivor or the sexy guy on bass used to *work* with Herman Brood (R.I.P.) and my to a man who I had a chat to one Sunday in A'dam while he was doing his art before his death....

Born is rock and romantic and those band members are the most down-to-earth, easy chatting artists that have my respect and romantic love for rock...thank-you Born...cheers to the future

Drank whiskey, smoked dube and was compared to Grace Jones
Yeah and I kissed them all

But those horses have brought me home...giddy...but at home.

I'm taking the SAT tomorrow and that'll probably drain me for the rest of the weekend.

I'm sure I'll be around at some point though, the HL monkey must be fed.

canon docre wrote:

Planet Dave wrote:

canon docre wrote: can you Party-People please bugger off into another thread?

No chance. Hi Jess. How ya doin'?

Don't tease me Dave. Next HL meetup or whatever will happen in February, I'll stay at you house and then we'll see how long your marriage will last.

You most certainly seem to know how to keep 'em short

Well good mornin' Die Hards...


And how are we all this morning??!!



Yippie I kay....

...won't be here this weekend.
I have alot of work / party / sleep ahead of me.

Gottdammerung wrote: And how are we all this morning??!!

I feel currently more like this:



But I hope a little shopping spree will lift my mood.

Seems like you all had quite a night

I'm just feeling like my normal orange-shirted self

Obviousman wrote:Seems like you all had quite a night

I'm just feeling like my normal orange-shirted self

Heehee...and me now back from work Die-hard style in an orange t-shirt (due to the painting of someone else's home)......

....and the result of too little sleep and too much whiskey from last night...
....that little man with the hammer in my head is taking low blows...

But...good afternoon hl...what are we doing tonight?

MB

Moi?

Hopefully making a liason with the new frau, who's back from Berlin later today..


Anyway, just to cheer you all up - and yes I know its the wrong forum section - here is possibly the best bad joke I've seen in ages..


"Late last Saturday night; a young chap was walking home from a club. It was a cold, wet, windy evening, and he was tired and freezing. Most of the streetlights in the area were broken, and the silence was only broken by the occasional sound of a stray cat sifting through a dustbin.

Then suddenly he heard a strange noise.......





BUMP........







BUMP........







BUMP........







Startled by this, he turned, and to his amazement, through the driving rain, he saw the faint outline of a large box turning into his road.







BUMP........







BUMP........







BUMP........













He froze to the spot, he couldn' t believe his eyes, as the box approached

from the shadows, he was able to make out its shape more clearly....It was a

coffin.



Not wanting anything to do with this, he put his head down and started

walking briskly home.







BUMP........









BUMP........









BUMP........









He could feel the coffin gaining on him, he started walking faster.........













BUMP........BUMP......









BUMP........BUMP..











BUMP........BUMP......











The coffin was closing with his every step, he started to jog, but he heard

the coffin speed up after him......









BUMP........BUMP...BUMP...







BUMP........BUMP...BUMP...







BUMP........BUMP...BUMP...









He started to sprint, but so did the coffin .......











BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP.







BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP.....







BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP.











Eventually he made it to his front door, but he knew the coffin was only

seconds behind. Fumbling around in his pocket, he pulled out his keys, His

hand trembling, he managed to open the lock, he dived inside slamming the

front door behind him. He shot into his front room, and slumped into his

comfy chair. Suddenly there was a loud crash, as the coffin smashed its way

through the front door. The force of the impact broke the lock off the

coffin allowing the lid to swing freely on its rusty hinges as it continued

its chase.....











BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...









BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...









BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...









BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...











In horror the young lad fled again, as fast as his shaking legs could take

him he bolted upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door........











BUMP...SCREECH...HOP..BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...









BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...







BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...













The coffin again gave chase up the stairs, across the landing and launched

itself at the bathroom door. With an almighty smash, the bathroom door flew

off its hinges..... The coffin stood in the doorway, then started to

approach the young terrified lad.













BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...









BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP.SCREECH...











BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...













In a last ditch attempt to save his skin, he reached for his bathroom

cabinet......



He grabbed a bar of Imperial Leather soap and threw it at the

coffin.......still it came .......











BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...













He grabbed his can of Lynx deodorant and threw it .....still it came......













BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP.SCREECH...













He grabbed his first aid kit and threw it ......still it came......











BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...











He grabbed some Benelyn cough mixture and threw it........



































The coffin stopped."

Dear oh f#ckin dear as Graham Taylor once said...

I'm ashamed to say I actually lol'd at that!

ruffers wrote:Dear oh f#ckin dear as Graham Taylor once said...

I'm ashamed to say I actually lol'd at that!

Yup... someone else that sent it to a friend said this..

"I just emailed my mate it and he told me never to speak to him again! "


But there's more!

Did you hear about the magic tractor??

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It turned into a field!


boom boom!




















Kill me, please, now!

@ Gottdammerung - Bite ... now you're dead ... easy kill that was.

O.K. Let's get tonight's game going!
What's the game again?

We could play strip poker...

Strip poker?

But I'm so very bad at playing the cards... Well, at least you wouldn't see me losing then