Quote from: AlasdairUK on September 20, 2007, 03:12:58 AMQuote from: Sluff on September 20, 2007, 02:46:59 AM(*)23&*(%()^%$)_%^Q( ) Thank you Sir!!*(%$)!@#R Don't give the game away, you should be more careful. You never know who might be watching!We must be so Vigilant. By the way Alasdair do you want a title or have I already given you one? (A title I mean)
Quote from: Sluff on September 20, 2007, 02:46:59 AM(*)23&*(%()^%$)_%^Q( ) Thank you Sir!!*(%$)!@#R Don't give the game away, you should be more careful. You never know who might be watching!
(*)23&*(%()^%$)_%^Q( ) Thank you Sir!!*(%$)!@#R
How could Princess Angela leave us for the Rimbo brothers? (never mind, who wouldn't?)
Not quite sure who was flying our fair ladies around in his private plane or arrested for a memorabilia scandal but it assuredly was not myself. I was however arrested for indecent exposure. It seems the kilt sent to me was toooooo short (thought it looked a little small) and I have been locked away for a bit. I thank Ken for posting bail as no one else would believe me when I was allowed the use the phone. I am currently standing outside the castle, but the remote you gave me to lower the drawbridge seems to have run out of batteries and wont work. Just look out the arrow slots of the tower, I am the one waving below and cursing the remote. Oh and since they seem to have figured out the previous code here is a new message for you. The purple moose flys east on the southwest train.
Here is the new code: +*_%@@=+&*$&. This code when deciphered by the wrong person will create a might of a blast even more powerful the pop rocks.
Just wondering what most of this thread has to do with dialysis.
Goofynina, I am trying to climb the $#&*^%@#$ wall! This isn't easy--I think the menfolk have greased the walls
Please tell me that Joe Paul hasn't gone to the dark side with Sluff and Ken? Are there no true gentlemen left in this kingdom?
I have to say that the tower is quite lovely. But it is a bit on the drafty side. As you can see from this short video clip a extremely cold draft blew up under my kilt and caused me quite the start.
*waiting in the west wing* Where are my ladies at? I hear footsteps, is it them? OMG, it's the men, i must hide, they mustn't find me and take me back to that hell hole. WHERE OH WHERE ARE MY LADIES??