Good times....

Zellery wrote:Kiran was married with a kid.

Tafdolphin wrote:

Gario wrote:

Pan wrote:

Tafdolphin wrote:I remember him. Like a rabbit in the headlights. Poor lad.

Eaten alive, almost literally.

You two remember him more than I do. I don't remember his face.

Russell Howard.

Drumstick wrote:

Tafdolphin wrote:

Gario wrote:

Pan wrote:

Tafdolphin wrote:I remember him. Like a rabbit in the headlights. Poor lad.

Eaten alive, almost literally.

You two remember him more than I do. I don't remember his face.

Russell Howard.

If you're still talking about Mystic Runner, very good.

Mockmaster wrote: Post subject: Re: Whoever locked the "mass wank" thread
Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 10:29 am

Jim wrote:

Buffalo wrote:It was a bit vile though.
I, for one, welcome our mass-wanking-thread-locking overlords.

This. It was one the saddest most retarded things I have ever seen on these boards. It made me shamed to post here

Sorry Jim but I completely disagree with that. 35% of the threads in OT either involve sexual innuendo or pictures of women with hardly any clothes on. Maybe the idea was ahead of its time, but really it was no worse than your Chocolate Mission thread. Chocolate gives joy to millions of people worldwide. So does wanking. And if anything, wanking is more natural. Chocolate has only existed in its modern form for under a thousand years.

Remember when I said I was going to be on Hollyoaks? Well, turns out I got fired. Here's what happened.

I was lying in bed one day when my phone rang. It was the Hollyoaks gang, telling me I was due in for filming the next day. Sucker me punched, I was late for work! (At the time I thought it was the next day, so hurried to the studio paste host).

When I got there it was all locked up and that. Some security guy told me it was cos it was Sunday, but I thought it was because he was gay, so I told him. He tried to punch me, I ducked, he died of punch failure. The End.

Wait, not The End. So I got into the studio eventually, and low and also behold the whole crew were there. "Eggs, you're late" said the director. My character name was Eggs, a Cockney wide boy from Belfast with a sharp tongue and an even sharper dress sense. Sharpest of all was my pencil, so I stabbed the director in the cheek. He died.

At lunch I made friends with all the cast, they were tremendous fun. Well, not all of them. Actually, none of them. Boring idiots they were. So I set fire to the place but made sure to rescue everyone I liked, which was everyone. The new director took in too much smoke and died, so I told his family I saw him head for the docks.

Then the producer fired me because I filled in my application form wrong. Turns out "Shut up!" doesn't count for your National Insurance number, even though mine really is 5H UT UP 1. The Proper End.
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I did this by severing my real arms and replacing them with super-human cyborg arms.

Thetime has really crossed the line this time. I got fed up with him constantly being a jerk, so I drew a line between our houses that he must never cross. I used...A FELT TIP PEN, aren't I clever? The only problem was that there was a fence in the way, so I blew it up with some die-no-mite. There was also a crystal fountain in the way, so I blew it down with some dine-ohm-ight.

Anyway, where was I? On my side of the line of course. The same couldn't, and shouldn't, be said for Thetime. He started marching up and down the line singing "Bohemian Rhapsody" in a South African accent. I considered reporting him to the council for blatant racism, but guessed that they wouldn't look too kindly on my line-drawing and stuff-a-blowing-up/down antics.

What I did in the end was kidnap him, kill him, beat him up, bring him back to life, slug him one in the shoes, insult his bones, throw him out t'window, stomp a mudhole in him, and finally throw him into my Time Machine. "I'll send him back to the stone age!" I declared triumphantly. The machine whirred into action, clanking and beeping. Eventually, he stepped out of the machine wearing a full suit and tie. It turns out I put him in my Tie Machine by accident. Silly me! So then I shot him.

WITH A GUN, aren't I clever?

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I did this by severing my real arms and replacing them with super-human cyborg arms.

Fries. Wedges. Crisps? wrote:I remember the old forum. Even before it was all purple.

Rightey wrote:Well all those makeovers also lead to these ytmnd's so we have that at least...

http://gamesradarisrubbish2.ytmnd.com/

Oh and Rappers Wrold Tour...

http://irsosexy.ytmnd.com/