Field Marshal Ball was mustering the troops for the battle ahead ... The Deise girls would not fall into the hands of the Blue & gold. There may be North & South riding, but they would be kept on the banks of the Suir & not leave the Glen of Aherlow.
Padd's had lost the plot, boy racing, but had returned,, all this talk of Castles,,, Maids, had confused him!, He knew he had missed an opportinity to meet both Marian's the Bonns and Newbies, but he was back now, pondering, on the way this writing had meandered,,,, he also wondered, where infact was Lemrac? such a loving person. Padd's reckoned, Bonn's, Newbie and Lemrac had created a coven for Halloween?
Alan never again going to thrust you with a pic :bounce: :taz: :grin:
But I took it from your good side...
But could the witches of Swing cook up a spell that would stop Commandnt Muldern from getting his oily hands & centre pole on Rain before help would arrive from the Field Marshal & Corporal Jones & Private Padds Pike ...
Well alan old bean afraid I must leave the field to you victory and the lovely rain is yours for the taking as the massed ranks of mods and admin have attacked me from the rear ( yes it is as painful as it sounds) I may never sit down again, pass the ice and that inflatable cushion please. I have been forced to beat a hasty retreat in order to protect the lovely mrsm from the slings and arrows of outrageous admin.
And to you lovely rain I bid you Auf wiedershien is a shame our union would have been a thing of beauty to behold blazing bright before shooting into the sky like some catherine wheel on Guy Fawkes nights all wonderful colours and noise ( in the vernacular I suspect you would have rocked my world rain)
So I go quietly into that good night (cos its dark and i am tired) Victory is yours Alan but remember to watch the jungle. from time to time you will see a shadow and then it will disappear. someday while you are watching the shadows Alan you will hear a voice that will make your hairs ( assuming you have any left)stand. And what will the voice say Alan. "Put ze fraulien back in the bed Alan, Heres Johnny" Oh and dont mind the axe you wont feel a thing ( after the first 4 or 5 blows) Live long and prosper zis is radio free mulder signing off Viva the revolution.
Ps Alan would you mind taking in the milk and feeding the cat (preferably one of your arms or legs) Cheers and nite xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Must mind my back... Mulderns are in the woods
Her heart is broken....Rain takes a shower, collects the Irish wolfhounds and heads back to Tramore, to ponder unrequited love(lust) and other such complexities we have to deal with in our day to day struggles as mere mortals. Tallyho Muldern and keep that chin up old chap.
*BUMPED*
A great funny thread . . .
Happy gets on the phone. Calls Corporal Jones. . Quick the race is back on, grab Mutley and get that car out of storage . . .
Winter training was over ... The team felt ready ... All the hours lifting Heino & Magniers would hopefully pay dividens ... The race was on, the pasta eating Ities were on the way ... but the lads had their 6-packs ready for action... The italian mommas were in for ...
the boys had licked the wooden spoon ...
... but first they had to ...
take a trip to Virgo's to fulfill her desire to have the full team for...........
the team felt ready but felt they need that something extra, a game... to get them in the mood
that should shake out the cob webs & get them ready for the Italian on slaught..
OMG this thread is soo funny. I have just spent the last hour or so reading it from start to finish, too say i was in tears of laughter would be an understatement. There sure are some mad people in it, some of which have since left the site. But it made my day . .
Despite the recession the creative team were wondering where to go on their summer holidays.
But where to go... Sun, sea & sand in ur crack the nudist resort in the south of France ... or hedonistic fun in with the pirates in the Caribiaen...when the where was agreed on who would want to go camping with the S4I Creatives & who would cook breakfast...
Mulder packs tent and heads for the hills to hide out indefinetly. Safer there as for Mrs M she is on her own. Mr M left to take things in hands. Hand washing this week I am afraid .
mr M...leave the tent we may need it for the jamboree...& remember to wash your palms...I like the 3 hands wash-up liquid
But but where was the Clyde ? Cannons at dawn?
thatguy fill me in quickly with story so far, too bloody long to read before I try and post:haha::haha:
never the back story Virgo...we are going on holidays.... Carry on Camping ... so where do you want to go?
I am not going camping. I have now taken to living in the trees and I will swoop down on your camp steal your women and eat your food before swinging back into the trees again. PS If anyone has seen my meds can they return them please.
as the happy campers turn up at the camp site the clyde bonns love van is parked under a tree so the moldern can b fed nuts and apple cores. the rest of the peeps pitch tent in the middle of the field in a circle shape with easy access to each others tent just in case 1 of the ladys get scared of the dark and we can all snuggle in and keep her safe. mr ball blows his whistle and shouts its time for a work out mr ball is dressed in a white t shirt white shorts and a pair of puma runners with matchin ankle socks. every 1 grabs a woman and starts runnin to a tent mr ball blows the whistle again where the fook do u lot think ur going u shower of??????
Shower of Happy Campers? It was like a scene from " Carry on Camping" but there was a toot of a car horn, everyone stopped and looked with the sun blinding them all they could see in the distance was a motor vehhhicle with fluffy dice, but but who could it be?