Scum's attention fix
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- Mine is bigger than yours
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Scum's attention fix
Since scum seems to be feeling all left out, like he's been thrown out like yesterday's news that the budgie's been using as loo paper, i thought I'd create this thread devoted to paying attention to scum. Hopefully now he won't get all those withdrawal thingies
hi scum....the limelight's all yours.
hi scum....the limelight's all yours.
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WIFE: noun: 1) pit-crew at race days 2) emergency pick up and tow service 3) shoulder to cry on after VERY unsuccessful race days
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WIFE: noun: 1) pit-crew at race days 2) emergency pick up and tow service 3) shoulder to cry on after VERY unsuccessful race days
avandulls_gal, awww, thanks.... im lost for words... if arnold schwarzenegger where here he would say 'i take this chilli peper and punch it though your head.' so i guess where lucky hes not here.
Deeks, trust me, you dont want it back..... i dont remember eating that!!??
Deeks, trust me, you dont want it back..... i dont remember eating that!!??
I figured out the meaning of life, and since then every day just gets worse.
Warranty void if stupid.
Warranty void if stupid.
- Cookiemonster
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- Location: Sydney
- Cookiemonster
- Mother Goose
- Posts: 3177
- Joined: Thu Jan 08, 2004 4:33 pm
- Location: Sydney
*walks in, checks fridge, spies beer, takes one, sees Cookie, pours beer over blueboy and goes back to get a freshie and ponders why Scummie keeps dried grass in the fridge.*
*Walks back to Cooke and spies him drying his fur so decides to light some of the dried grass in front of Cookie to help him dry his fur then watches as Cookie starts acting all weird and spacey and does "the Claw" impersonations.*
*considers options, realises there is none so replaces dried grass in fridge with some fresh lawn clippings so Scummie doesnt notice*
*Goes home. Gotsom asks where I been and I say "nowhere". Asks what I been doing and I say "Nothin".
*Walks back to Cooke and spies him drying his fur so decides to light some of the dried grass in front of Cookie to help him dry his fur then watches as Cookie starts acting all weird and spacey and does "the Claw" impersonations.*
*considers options, realises there is none so replaces dried grass in fridge with some fresh lawn clippings so Scummie doesnt notice*
*Goes home. Gotsom asks where I been and I say "nowhere". Asks what I been doing and I say "Nothin".
Never argue with an idiot, it brings you down to their level and they beat you with experience.
tmz_99 wrote:you still on the 106?? :P I'll be back thursday.. :Sscum wrote:ahhh crap, other ppl want this computer now. its kinda like the camp whore, everyone gets a go. will be back ater tomorows shift, cya
nope, im in moomba. the well gave us a good kick today then showered muddy water all over us and pumped out some gas. got shut down at lunch time due to safety and we cant go near it till lunch tomorrow. 12 hours behind. I don’t think I will make it for the weekend :(
Last edited by scum on Wed Aug 24, 2005 7:09 pm, edited 1 time in total.
I figured out the meaning of life, and since then every day just gets worse.
Warranty void if stupid.
Warranty void if stupid.
scum gets WANTSOM'S replacement dry grass and covers it with itching powder and shoves it down the back of WANTSOM'S shirt then stands back to watch as he has conniption fits on the floor, he bumps cookie and his full body toupee falls off, scum looses it laughing while cookie tries to cover himself up before anyone notices he has man boobs. in his frantic attempts to re-dress himself cookies replacement hip blasts out of his side and cops Decoy square in the head and knocks him out cold, cookie crumples like a half dressed cookie monster with man boobs that just had his skeleton ripped out. scum is unable to breathe he is laughing so hard. just then a character from the book I have been reading bursts through the door and dumps a huge belt fed munitions case on the floor, he swings the meter long 30kg gauss gun up to point directly a cookie and pulls the trigger. the gauss gun hurled ten rounds a second, leaving the muzzle at five times the speed of sound, yet he hardly moved as the recoil hammered at him. cookie erupted in violent pyrotechnics, explosions five meters wide slammed out hundreds of thousands of slender crystallized carbon shrapnel blades. they scythed through the air at supersonic velocity, sharp as scalpels, stronger than diamond. those bits of cookie that had survived the firestorm disintegrated, shredded instantly by the rabid aerial swarm. cookie fragments blew apart like a dandelion cloud in a tornado. the rest of the shrapnel impacted on cookies toupee, slicing through the tangled mat of blue fur, blades stabbing themselves forty centimeters into the floor and ceiling. EE projectiles rained down, detonating in hard vicious gouts of ionic flame. plumes of blue fur jetted up toward the roof. the whole room was littered with 2 meter craters lined with little iddy bitty bits of blue stuff. as the smoke cleared scum looked around at the destruction and began to laugh again. then he realized he had no eyebrows left and got up of the floor, stomped over the guy with the big gun and kicked him in the shin. the giant of a man toppled forward with a groan and impaled himself in the gauss gun. scum leaves to go to bed. He’s had enough.
Last edited by scum on Wed Aug 24, 2005 7:14 pm, edited 1 time in total.
I figured out the meaning of life, and since then every day just gets worse.
Warranty void if stupid.
Warranty void if stupid.
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