Big Ads Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 ocarina Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
supradriver Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 thats R8 init lol ow well Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mplavery Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 sup sup szup Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PJ Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 Love the R8 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Pete Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 It's the time of year, now that spring is in the air When those two wet gits, with their girly curly hair Make another song, for marronic holidays that nausiate-ate-ates in a million different ways From the shores of Spain, to the coast of southern France No matter where you hide, you just can't escape this dance Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes Paint your left knee green, then extract your wisdom teeth Form a string quartet, and pretend your name is Keith. Skin yourself alive, learn to speak araphahoe Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo Eat a Renault 4, wear salami in your ears Cassarole your gran, dis-embowel yourself with spears The disco is migrating, the sound is loud and grating It's truly nausiating - let's do the dance again.. Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes Yes you'll hear this song, in the holiday discos And there's no escape, in the clubs or in the bars You would hear this song, if you holidayed in Mars Skin yourself alive, learn to speak araphahoe Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo Now you've heard it once, your brain will spring a leak And though you hate this song you'll be humming it for weeks Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes la la la la la la la.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest suprabass Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Al Massey Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 what the hell?????? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mplavery Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 think i should have the prize now Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JustGav Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 Sing along now hfDUYazIvgk Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jamesmark Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 Oh cock. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PJ Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 It's the time of year, now that spring is in the air When those two wet gits, with their girly curly hair Make another song, for marronic holidays that nausiate-ate-ates in a million different ways From the shores of Spain, to the coast of southern France No matter where you hide, you just can't escape this dance Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes Paint your left knee green, then extract your wisdom teeth Form a string quartet, and pretend your name is Keith. Skin yourself alive, learn to speak araphahoe Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo Eat a Renault 4, wear salami in your ears Cassarole your gran, dis-embowel yourself with spears The disco is migrating, the sound is loud and grating It's truly nausiating - let's do the dance again.. Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes Yes you'll hear this song, in the holiday discos And there's no escape, in the clubs or in the bars You would hear this song, if you holidayed in Mars Skin yourself alive, learn to speak araphahoe Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo Now you've heard it once, your brain will spring a leak And though you hate this song you'll be humming it for weeks Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes la la la la la la la.... They don't write songs like they used to! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
supradriver Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 some things in life are bad they can really make you mad other things just make you swear and curse when your chewing on lifes grissle dont grunble give a wistle and this will help things turn out for the best always look on the bright side of life da dom da da da som Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pete Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 Just the good ol' boys, Never meanin' no harm, Beats all you've ever saw, been in trouble with the law since the day they was born. Straight'nin' the curve, Flat'nin' the hills. Someday the moutain might get 'em, but the law never will. Makin' their way, The only way they know how, That's just a little bit more than the law will allow. Just good ol' boys, Wouldn't change if they could, Fightin' the system like a true modern day Robin Hood. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest suprabass Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 Its my birthday havnt posted that yet Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JustGav Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 And from the top now pLSc66aDxmI Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nuttynutz Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 ,.,.,.,., Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mplavery Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 i need cheering up Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
supradriver Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 :blink:What happened to the new supra they where supposed too be bringing out Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PJ Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 This may take a while Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pete Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 Somewhere in the dark and nasty regions - where nobody goes, stands an ancient castle. Deep within this dank and uninviting place, lives Berk - "Hello" - The overworked servant of the thing, upstairs - "Berk! Feed me!". But that's nothing compared to the horrors that lurk, beneath the trapdoor. For there is always something down there, in the dark, waiting to come out... Don't you open that trap door, Your a fool if you dare, Stay away from that trap door, Cos' there's somethin' down there. Creepy, crawly, slimy things that stick onto your skin, Horrid things with tentacles that want to pull you in, Squirmy, worms, slugs and snails that lie there in a goo, They'll wait down there forever till they get their hands on you. Stay away from that trap door, Cos' there's somethin' down there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SupraChick Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 yCMqsEHvOrQ :D:D:D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ferio Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 I guess this ends up with about 500 pages before christmas Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RobSheffield Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 RobSheffield :winner Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jamesmark Posted December 17, 2007 Share Posted December 17, 2007 Phart Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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