17-Mar-07
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James Blast
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Help Ma Boab! 
"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
~ Peter Steele
What.
The tattoo?
The tattoo?
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weebleswobble
- Underneath the Rock
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‎"We will wear some very loud shirts. We will wear some very wrong trousers."
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Planet Dave
- Underneath the Rock
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- Joined: 22 Apr 2003, 23:51
- Location: Where the streets fold round
Like a walk down Blooedstraat in the Dam. Or the view from our hotel window two streets down. VERY confusing at 5am. 
Or the view from our hotel window two streets down. VERY confusing at 5am. 'What a heavy load Einstein must have had. Morons everywhere.'
Pat wrote:Baa
For Keith.
A Man wals into a Pub and orders Two Whiskeys, "One for Me & One for my mate Bob", he said.
The Barman pours Two drinks & asks the Man, "When's your Mate coming?".
"He's here in my pocket", said the Man as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a Three inch tall Man.
"Is he real?" asked the Barman not believing His own Eyes.
"Of course he's real", said the Man, at that Wee Bob picked up the drink & downed it in One.
"Bloody Hell!!", exclaimed the bewildered Bar Man, "What else can he do?".
The Man took out a Ten Pence piece and rolled down the Bar, wee Bob ran after it and brought it back to his friend.
"Can he speak?", asked the Barman, "Aye, of course", said the Man, "Bob, tell the Bar Man about the day you called the Witch Docker a Wanker!".
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!!"