Wally sold out and became a government propagandist.Ravi wrote: I havent had anything to do with wally since he left PA unfortunately ...but the good Dr is as awsome as ever
I don't believe in nuthen no more.
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It's such a fine line between stupid and clever. Random guest posting.
It's such a fine line between stupid and clever. Random guest posting.
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Jovial Monk
Re: Chat
Proudly showing off his newly-leased downtown apartment to a couple of
friends late one night, a drunk Maori led the way to his bedroom where there
was a big, brass gong hanging on the wall.
'What's that big brass gong for?' one of the friend's asked.
'Issss nod a gong ....... Issss a talking Australian clock!' he drunkenly
replied.
'A talking Australian clock - seriously?'
'Yup!' 'Hmmm (hic).'
'How's it work?' the second friend asked, squinting at it.
'Just watch' he said.
He picked up a hammer, gave the gong an 'ear-shattering bash' and stepped
back.
His three mates stood looking at one another for a moment in astounded
silence.
Suddenly, a Australian voice from the other side of the wall screamed,
'For fuck's sake, you stupid prick . It's ten past three in the fucking
morning !!!'
friends late one night, a drunk Maori led the way to his bedroom where there
was a big, brass gong hanging on the wall.
'What's that big brass gong for?' one of the friend's asked.
'Issss nod a gong ....... Issss a talking Australian clock!' he drunkenly
replied.
'A talking Australian clock - seriously?'
'Yup!' 'Hmmm (hic).'
'How's it work?' the second friend asked, squinting at it.
'Just watch' he said.
He picked up a hammer, gave the gong an 'ear-shattering bash' and stepped
back.
His three mates stood looking at one another for a moment in astounded
silence.
Suddenly, a Australian voice from the other side of the wall screamed,
'For fuck's sake, you stupid prick . It's ten past three in the fucking
morning !!!'
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Rainbow Moonlight
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Re: Chat
Hope you have a good time at Noosa.
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Jovial Monk
No MORE cider!
A little girl came running into the house crying and
miserable. She asked her mom for a glass of cider.
"Why do you want cider?" asked Mom.
"To take the pain away," sobbed the little girl.
Tired of all the tears, Mom poured her a glass.
The little girl immediately put her hand into the drink.
"It doesn't work!" she yelled.
"What do you mean?" asked Mom.
"Well," sniffed the little girl, "I overheard my sister
say that whenever she gets a prick in her hand,
she can't wait to get it in cider."
Sando (Pouring his glass of Cider out the window)
miserable. She asked her mom for a glass of cider.
"Why do you want cider?" asked Mom.
"To take the pain away," sobbed the little girl.
Tired of all the tears, Mom poured her a glass.
The little girl immediately put her hand into the drink.
"It doesn't work!" she yelled.
"What do you mean?" asked Mom.
"Well," sniffed the little girl, "I overheard my sister
say that whenever she gets a prick in her hand,
she can't wait to get it in cider."
Sando (Pouring his glass of Cider out the window)
