Hawk the QM Posted February 12, 2009 Author Posted February 12, 2009 I will test how much of a fan you guys are. A fan of whom? Monty Python or Eddie Izzard? I feel a fan of one deserves to be a fan of the other. But do you have a flag?
Quartermaster James Posted February 12, 2009 Posted February 12, 2009 But do you have a flag? Yes I do. Thank you for asking. You can see it in the Post Your Colours thread.
Capn Bob Posted February 14, 2009 Posted February 14, 2009 "Are you suggesting...*eating* my mother?!" "Yeah...not raw...cooked!" Damn, thats sharp!
Hawk the QM Posted February 17, 2009 Author Posted February 17, 2009 "Are you suggesting...*eating* my mother?!""Yeah...not raw...cooked!" Looks like we got another eater! What!?
Hawk the QM Posted February 18, 2009 Author Posted February 18, 2009 (edited) Yogurt? no. Cream? No. Eggs? No. Right. Well, you're quite clearly suffering from a repressive libido complex, probably the product of an unhappy childhood, coupled with acute insecurity in adolescence, which has resulted in an attenuation of the libido complex. Edited February 18, 2009 by Thequartermaster
Hawk the QM Posted February 19, 2009 Author Posted February 19, 2009 Deja Vu.. the feeling.... that you've... lived... this... before? Deja Vu.. the feeling.. that........ Deja Vu... the.....
Hawk the QM Posted February 20, 2009 Author Posted February 20, 2009 I've come to complain. You want to complain! Look at these shoes. I've only had them three weeks and the heels are worn right through. Yaaaaaaar! I do believe I'm playing with myself here.
Hawk the QM Posted February 26, 2009 Author Posted February 26, 2009 "Pie Jesu Domine" "Dona eis requiem." *thunk*
Quartermaster James Posted February 26, 2009 Posted February 26, 2009 Good evening and welcome to another edition of 'Storage Jars'. On tonight's programme Mikos Antoniarkis, the Greek rebel leader who seized power in Athens this morning, tells us what he keeps in storage jars. (quick cut to photo of a guerrilla leader with a gun; sudden dramatic chord; instantly cut back to the presenter) From strife-torn Bolivia, Ronald Rodgets reports on storage jars there. (still of a Bolivian city and again dramatic chord and instantly back to the presenter) And closer to home, the first dramatic pictures of the mass jail-break near the storage jar factory in Maidenhead. All this and more in storage jars!
sutlerjon Posted March 1, 2009 Posted March 1, 2009 No it isn't. Yes, it is. Self Promoter Jim Pirate Gear oldsutlerjohn.biz American Civil War oldsutlerjohn.net
sutlerjon Posted March 1, 2009 Posted March 1, 2009 I would post another reply, but I'm practicing ...... The art of not being seen Self Promoter Jim Pirate Gear oldsutlerjohn.biz American Civil War oldsutlerjohn.net
Capn Bob Posted March 1, 2009 Posted March 1, 2009 Mr SutlerJon, of 13 To The Cresent Drive, Redding, would you stand up, please? (Mr SutlerJon stands) (clik...BOOM!) This illustrates the importance of not being seen. I would post another reply, but I'm practicing ...... The art of not being seen Damn, thats sharp!
sutlerjon Posted March 18, 2009 Posted March 18, 2009 No one EXPECTS .... THE INQUISITION Self Promoter Jim Pirate Gear oldsutlerjohn.biz American Civil War oldsutlerjohn.net
Cheeky Actress Posted March 19, 2009 Posted March 19, 2009 (edited) The Piranha Brothers Hedgehog - Spiny Norman: Dinsdale? Dinsdale? Dinsdale? Edited March 19, 2009 by Cheeky Actress Member of "The Forsaken"
Quartermaster James Posted March 19, 2009 Posted March 19, 2009 (edited) Good evening. On 'Ethel the Frog' tonight we look at violence The violence of British Gangland. Last Tuesday a reign of terror was ended when the notorious Piranha brothers, Doug and Dinsdale, after one of the most extraordinary trials in British legal history, were sentenced to 400 years imprisonment for crimes of violence. We examined the rise to power of the Piranhas, the methods they used to subjugate rival gangs and their subsequent tracking down and capture by the brilliant Superintendent Harry 'Snapper' Organs of Q Division. Doug and Dinsdale Piranha were born, on probation, in a small house in Kipling Road, Southwark, the eldest sons in a family of sixteen. Their father Arthur Piranha, a scrap metal dealer and TV quizmaster, was well known to the police, and a devout Catholic. In 1928 he had married Kitty Malone, an up-and-coming East End boxer. Doug was born in February 1929 and Dinsdale two weeks later; and again a week after that. Edited March 19, 2009 by Quartermaster James
sutlerjon Posted March 19, 2009 Posted March 19, 2009 ..... and have been attacked by gangs of "keep left" signs Self Promoter Jim Pirate Gear oldsutlerjohn.biz American Civil War oldsutlerjohn.net
Quartermaster James Posted March 19, 2009 Posted March 19, 2009 Pan across a civic park, of which the only occupants are about ten pepperpots, dressed identically, scattered across on benches. One pepperpot is in a wheelchair. We come in to Mrs Non-Smoker, unwrapping a parcel and calling to the birds. Mrs Non-Smoker (Terry J.) Come on little birdies ... come on little birdies ... tweet tweet ... come and see what mummy's got for you ... She unwraps the parcel revealing a leg of lamb which she hurls at the gathered birds. A screech. She kills a pigeon. She reaches in a another bag and produces two tins of pineapple chunks and throws them. Mrs Non-Smoker Come on little birdies ... tweety tweety ... oooh look at this ... tweet tweet ... ooohhh nice one ... come on little birdies ... She chortles with delight as she hurls a huge jar of mayonnaise which smashes messily. She then throws a large frozen turkey, a jar of onions, a bag of frozen peas, and a bottle of wine. We widen as Mrs Smoker, with an identical piston engine to the last pepperpot, comes up to Mrs Non-Smoker. Quite a large area in front of Mrs Non-Smoker is littered with packaged foods and dead birds; a bird is pecking at a tin of paté; a small pond in front of her has a swan upside down with its feet sticking in the air, a huge tin floating beside it.
Cheeky Actress Posted March 19, 2009 Posted March 19, 2009 Oh yes... Mrs Non-Gorilla Morning Mrs Gorilla. Mrs Gorilla Morning Mrs Non-Gorilla. Mrs Non-Gorilla Have you been shopping? Mrs Gorilla No ... been shopping. Mrs Non-Gorilla Did you buy anything? Mrs Gorilla A piston engine! She reveals a six-cylinder car engine on a white tray, on a trolley. Mrs Non-Gorilla What d'you buy that for? Mrs Gorilla Oooh! It was a bargain. Mrs Non-Gorilla Oooohhh! Member of "The Forsaken"
Quartermaster James Posted March 19, 2009 Posted March 19, 2009 (edited) Mrs Non-Smoker Oohh hello, Mrs Smoker. Mrs Smoker (Graham) Hello Mrs Non-Smoker. Mrs Non-Smoker What, you been shopping then? Mrs Smoker Nope ... I've been shopping! Mrs Non-Smoker What d'you buy? Mrs Smoker A piston engine! Mrs Non-Smoker What d'you buy that for? Mrs Smoker It was a bargain! Mrs Non-Smoker How much d'you want for it? Mrs Smoker Three quid! Mrs Non-Smoker Done. (she hands over the money) Mrs Smoker Right. Thank you. Mrs Non-Smoker How d'you cook it? Mrs Smoker You don't cook it. Mrs Non-Smoker You can't eat that raw! Mrs Smoker Ooooh ... never thought of that. Oh, day and night, but this is wondrous strange ... Mrs Non-Smoker ... and therefore is a stranger welcome it. There are more things in Heaven and Earth Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come, the time is out of joint. Oh cursed spite, that ever I was born to set it right. Let's go together. Edited March 19, 2009 by Quartermaster James
Hawk the QM Posted March 23, 2009 Author Posted March 23, 2009 I object to sex on the Tele. I meaaan... I keep falling off!
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