Most nicest poster

[Derrick Rose]

To who it concerns:

I regret to inform that I am still locked out! My peers have told me that it may well last until the winter of the United States, and into the new year as well. I miss my brothers and sisters in the hood, as well as my fellow Bulls out in the pasture, but I must continue my duties here in warmer weather until I am no longer locked out. Whenever that may be!

Derrick Rose

[AAAAAAAAAA]

To who it concerns:

I regret to inform that I am still locked out!

I'm surprised you haven't picked the lock yet...

I miss my brothers and sisters in the hood, as well as my fellow Bulls out in the pasture.

Jaja! Are they eating the grass, or smoking it?

[AAAAAAAAAA]

On top! On top! And its late here. Very, very late...

[GAGAGO]

YOU again! uP WHEN IT'S so LATE. sO GO TO SLEEP THEN AND SHUT UP...

[Derrick Rose]

To who it concerns:

I regret to inform that I am still locked out!

I'm surprised you haven't picked the lock yet...

I miss my brothers and sisters in the hood, as well as my fellow Bulls out in the pasture.

Jaja! Are they eating the grass, or smoking it?

I don't know, probably both! Probably a revenge for me hogging it all these years...

[Nurmi]

I'm in love. I'm in love!

...With a dog!
I met him at the petshop. The hairless Leeds terrier. What a charmer! I will take him home tomorrow. :luv1:

Nancy Layne

New Nick, again! Why do you bother?

Come back to reality!

[AAAAAAAAAA]

Missing my friend.

[ÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖ]

Sorry, I couldn't tell you before. Bike-accident. Again!

I had my helmet on, thank Priapus, and he and you were a great comfort in my feverish halfconscious dreams. And our friendship is important to me.

But now I am halfback. One plait less...

:luv1: :luv1:

[ÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖ]

I'm in love. I'm in love!

...With a dog!
I met him at the petshop. The hairless Leeds terrier. What a charmer! I will take him home tomorrow. :luv1:

Nancy Layne

New Nick, again! Why do you bother?

Come back to reality!

Oh! You are SO impossible! If you for once had read the papers you would have known that I really am back in reality now!

And "Nancy" is not me, even if I also love that hopeless, now not so fat, Leedsdog very much.

For why should I put up a pic of some girl that looks like she lies in a coffin with her lovers flowers on her chest after she had drawn her last breath.

[AAAAAAAAAA]

Sorry, I couldn't tell you before. Bike-accident. Again!

I had my helmet on, thank Priapus, and he and you were a great comfort in my feverish halfconscious dreams. And our friendship is important to me.

But now I am halfback. One plait less...

:luv1: :luv1:

Take care of yourself.

With whom else can I discuss the doings of Nurmi, masked men, burnt birds, hungry dinos, and border-goats with wedding rings in their digestive tracts? In poem-form, of course.

[ÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖ]

Those were the days...

I will never forget the Russian border-goats and the ugly birds. Have you started to organize a Thanksgiving orgy, under your bed, this year too? Is Pablo coming? And where the heck is Pekka? Haven't seen him for ages!

Take care of yourself, yourself...

[AAAAAAAAAA]

Oh, you are most definitely invited for a glorious thanksgiving-orgy under my bed. BYOBB (Bring Your Own Burnt Bird). I surely hope Pablo will attend. The brand new bowflex is waiting for him.

And speaking of waiting...

Pekka is waiting for his liver transplant. I acted swiftly, but Arnold got to him before me. You'd be surprised how fast he can run, for such a big, fat man.

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Thank you, it will be a pleasure, to meet you all. Is Pekka up and about, or is his liver ruined? I thought he had a tin-liver, but maybe Arnold eat even metal, if he is really hungry.

When it comes to BYOBB, I wonder if you could be a little unorthodox there. I am, as you may remember, not so enthusiastic over the kwack-kwack-birds, which I often find both tasteless and hideous. So I have a suggestion! Here in Sweden I can purchase, to special price, rather big steaks from trigloytes, and if that isn't to your liking, they also have roasted Emus (109), with burnt longlong legs up in the sky.

Butt, butt, it is totally your choice. I can, if I must, even BMOUBB if you insist... :luv1:

[AAAAAAAAAA]

Pekka, the cretinous caprylic, aka. magnificent miserere, aka. baneful buncombe, is unfortunately alive and well on the finno-russian (aka russo-finnish) border, with his alien-goats.

I have been craving a fine cut of swedish troglodyte steak for some time and will gladly accept the offer. Butt, please do not attempt to criticize the kwak-kwak birds. It is NOT how it works in the states, and perhaps some part of your brain leaked out during your bike accident. Your comment was as tasteless as the burnt bird itself.

Butt, I forgive you. Again!

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Oh, so you forgive me, my critic of your National-compulsion-under bed-living-uglyugly-bird, and that is very generous of you.


But with or without, leaking brainsubstance, I still don't like them and, since you seem to have no objections, I will bring, one roasted emu with only halfburnt long legs up in the high sky, and one troglodyte-steak(still 109). Plus some nomnomnoms for Pablo...

But there can be NO thanksgiviving-orgy without your onionmuffins, so please, please...
:luv1: :luv1:

[GAGAGO]

DO NOT GO THERE

[ÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖ]

Hi there!

First I thought you had ugly birds under your bed,

Then I wonder if they are twittering more in your head,

Do yoy maybe want me to come to Granada instead?

So you on my roasted Emu can be fed,

But I will go nowhere, and you are mislead,

I will stay in Sweden, since I now am a Swed...

[NeverendingAbyss]

Soon I will pack my stuff for thanksgiving dinner. But first, I must get a halloween custom to scare the children away. I don't keep candies under Stratowari's bed. Only nomnoms.

Soon...

[AAAAAAAAAA]

You think I am GAGAGO, just out of blue,
(How ironic, since I assumed she was you)
I insist that you come, and whatever you do,
With grilled troglodyte and roasted emu,

Pablo will be there, acting all wild,
He might kick a dog, he might scare a child,
The kids will we shocked, they will get all riled,
Will he be loved, or will he be reviled?

Join us for this thanksgiving spree,
We will rouse our battlecries under the Priapus flag,
So if you show up, I guarantee it will be,
Twice as much fun as shitting in a bag.

[robocop656]

This thread.

[GAGAGO]

IGNORE

[GAGAGO]

Hi there!

First I thought you had ugly birds under your bed,

Then I wonder if they are twittering more in your head,

Do yoy maybe want me to come to Granada instead?

So you on my roasted Emu can be fed,

But I will go nowhere, and you are mislead,

I will stay in Sweden, since I now am a Swed...

I can not write fine rhymes like you, so thank you.

Do you want my CV and other details I can send them Pm ?

[Derrick Rose]

IGNORE

Do not ignore! You must overcome your fears eventually.

[GAGAGO]

Leave my fears to me. I CAN deal with them later on. But for now

IGNORE

[ÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖ]

Hi there

I can not write fine rhymes like you, so thank you.

Do you want my CV and other details I can send them Pm ?

Huh! I am not interested in your CV, as long as I don't need a butler!

But, but, the "details" are always captivative...

[ÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖ]

This thread.

Why this backstab?

Do we not have eyes, senses, affections, passions? Warmed and cooled by the same Strato? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you scorn us, do we not weep. And if you wrong us, shall we not REVENGE?

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And and! Are you not a part of it? Haha!

[robocop656]

It's a joke. Try one of these:




This is a recent pic of me hanging out:

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You think I am GAGAGO, just out of blue,
(How ironic, since I assumed she was you)
I insist that you come, and whatever you do,
With grilled troglodyte and roasted emu,

Pablo will be there, acting all wild,
He might kick a dog, he might scare a child,
The kids will we shocked, they will get all riled,
Will he be loved, or will he be reviled?

Join us for this thanksgiving spree,
We will rouse our battlecries under the Priapus flag,
So if you show up, I guarantee it will be,
Twice as much fun as shitting in a bag.

I love to steal your rhymes! :luv1:


You thought I was Gagago, out of the blue,
How ironic, since I was sure it was you,
I will really visit your Thanksgivingfeast,
With my grilled troglolyte and roasted emubreast.

I am so glad that Pablo will be there,
Wiled or not and very gisclair(?),
I hope he is visible, when I him spare,
All of the nomnomnoms, I can beware.

I will happily join you for Thanksgiving spree,
And rouse your energy to macrodegree,
So then I hope you can guarantee,
A little more fun than our last yippee.

I have some memories from that day,
When Pekka took over and I had no say,
You two had too fun on top of your hay,
I was under the bed and had there to stay.

But Pablo was there, invisible though,
He was my big comfort, when Pekka and you,
ate all the muffins, that ought to be the clou,
And of Seattleboxes I had got enough.

So a good memory is not your thing,
But you are creative and that will bring,
The sound of the Thankgivings history wing,
To fly about and your bell maybe ring...

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Robo! I like the "laughing face" much, much more, than your "last"pic. Please eat less, so the wrinkles stay... :luv1: