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It's quite chilly tonight ..don't you think?...
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Tis half ten allready
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I thought you were going to say 'good night' then.
BB, I can't even read that with my glasses on.
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I thought you were going to say 'good night' then.
LOL. Moi?
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Bunns, do I have to Google Plasmodium, at this time o night
I can What ther hell is a schizont, never mind a ruptured schizont. (Is it German for spleen?)
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LOL. Moi?
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Is it German for spleen
Nooooooooooooooo. Edit: German for spleen is milz. Make of it what you will.
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LOL. Moi?
Oooooh, a random 'ug' thingy. Ta Cologne
Is that diagram telling me my liver will rot if I keep drinking, or that a mossi might kill me first, therefore I need not worry?...Or what?
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Is that diagram telling me my liver will rot if I keep drinking, or that a mossi might kill me first, therefore I need not worry?...Or what?
Yes.
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Yes.
Ever wish you hadn't asked..<gulps>
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Are we all doomed then?
I thought that answer YES, was to the 'or what' part of the question.
*RUNS AROUND WILDLY SCREAMING 'WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE'*
oh wait....
*RUNS AROUND WILDLY SCREAMING 'WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE'*
oh wait....
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That's way too much science for this time of night
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How good are we
I will say Very good
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*RUNS AROUND WILDLY SCREAMING 'WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE'*
*Refers Cinds to my post above*
Here, have a sunset, my favourite thing ever to look at.
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*Refers Cinds to my post above*
*breaks down in tears...I can't believe it I'm dying*
To change the thread theme again, I've just had a convo with my hubby that went like this:
(picture the scene, I go for a wee)
Husband: Don't flush, I need to go to.
Me: What if I want to poo
Husband: Hmmmm it's OK
Me: Will you play pee the poo round the bowl?
Husband: .... *walked away*
(picture the scene, I go for a wee)
Husband: Don't flush, I need to go to.
Me: What if I want to poo
Husband: Hmmmm it's OK
Me: Will you play pee the poo round the bowl?
Husband: .... *walked away*
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*breaks down in tears...I can't believe it I'm dying*
Oh dear, I fear I may have said the wrong thing what can I do. What else do I have to say?
And they say romance is dead.
That's a bit too much information.
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To change the thread theme again, I've just had a convo with my hubby that went like this: (picture the scene, I go for a wee) Husband: Don't flush, I need to go to. Me: What if I want to poo Husband: Hmmmm it's OK Me: Will you play pee the poo round the bowl? Husband: .... *walked away*
Stoppit will ya! I need a wee at this moment in time *toddles off*
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I ain't seen nuffin Bunns
I was talking to someone a while back who got caught short in a club whilst absolutely battered. Unfortunately there was a queue for the cubicles - what were they up to? - however he was desperate so when a space opened at the urinals he just dropped his kecks, reversed in and went for it, right between a couple of startled onlookers who were using the sanitary wear for it's more conventional use.
He then turned around to have a slash but in his addled state had done up his trousers so wet himself rather spectacularly. I should add, he also vomited down his front at this point.
Dunno whether he was trying to play Cinds' wee the log around the bog game but an excellent effort I think we can all agree.
He then turned around to have a slash but in his addled state had done up his trousers so wet himself rather spectacularly. I should add, he also vomited down his front at this point.
Dunno whether he was trying to play Cinds' wee the log around the bog game but an excellent effort I think we can all agree.
I know, it's awful when the reality of living together comes in to play. I remember Mr C before we lived together sayng to me 'I think we've been together a long time now and it's time that things moved along'. I was crapping myself thinking he was going to ask me to marry him (at the time I wasn't ready). Anyway, he said he thought it was time we could 'pump' in front of each other
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but an excellent effort I think we can all agree
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Dunno whether he was trying to play Cinds' wee the log around the bog game but an excellent effort I think we can all agree.
I bet if we could find someone who was good at programming 'pee the poo round the bowl' could become a real online game Add Reply
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