Posted: Thu May 20, 2004 8:47 pm
I did not say Leather Chaps. You're all lumberjacks. 
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2004 8:56 pm
no some of us are curlers, geez
Posted: Thu May 20, 2004 10:40 pm
I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK
I sleep all night and I work all day
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch
I go to the lavat'ry
On Wednesdays I go shopping
And have buttered scones for tea
I cut down trees, I skip and jump
I love to press wild flow'rs
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars
I cut down trees, I wear high heels
Suspendies and a bra
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear papa
I sleep all night and I work all day
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch
I go to the lavat'ry
On Wednesdays I go shopping
And have buttered scones for tea
I cut down trees, I skip and jump
I love to press wild flow'rs
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars
I cut down trees, I wear high heels
Suspendies and a bra
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear papa
Posted: Sat May 22, 2004 8:30 pm
that song has alwasy elduded me in weirdness value
Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 1:34 am
*Stalking Sir Mydeeb*
Where's me grog?
Where's me grog?
Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 2:59 pm
under the floor boards
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 12:02 am
Well WHAT is it doing there?
*H walks over to the door and bumps the coat rack*
Ohhh, excuse me, sir...
*H walks over to the door and bumps the coat rack*
Ohhh, excuse me, sir...
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 12:55 pm
*listens as the coat rack responds, not a problem mam*
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 4:00 pm
*Thinks she's spent way to much time around non-talking coat racks, and not enough around talking coat racks*
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 4:03 pm
You mean some don't talk... jesus, I'll have to lay off the MacAllan single malt
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 4:17 pm
Well...the one in my living room never talks...course...might be because Mum duck taped it when she thought it was spitting at her RUSH albums...you never know!
*Goes on a quest for Italian sodas*
*Finds the whipped cream*
*Goes on a quest for Italian sodas*
*Finds the whipped cream*
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 4:21 pm
Interesting question... If a Clothes hose in a deserted house decides to talk, and no one can hear it, has it really spoken?
Only smarties have the answer
Only smarties have the answer
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 4:29 pm
*Eats smarties* Are you drunk enugh yet, Fridge?
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 4:31 pm
Eating Smarties will not give you the answer. *Whipped creams ye*
The clothes hose has really spoken, depending on what you're mixing with your alchohol.
The clothes hose has really spoken, depending on what you're mixing with your alchohol.
Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 4:42 pm
*Jumps in the loch to wash off the whipped cream*I was gonna use that in my Italian soda!
*Goes on a quest for club soda*
*Finds a club*
