Fatboy? That's what my wife calls... Anyway, I thought that I would let you girls know that using nonparticipating members to deliver your pathetic excuses for bombs will result in me totally destroying the messenger! Brent is not going to like what I will do to him just because you were too afraid of me.
Carry on with your oh so scary emoticons.
Fatboy? That's what my wife calls... Anyway, I thought that I would let you girls know that using nonparticipating members to deliver your pathetic excuses for bombs will result in me totally destroying the messenger! Brent is not going to like what I will do to him just because you were too afraid of me.
Carry on with your oh so scary emoticons.
Fatboy? That's what my wife calls... Anyway, I thought that I would let you girls know that using nonparticipating members to deliver your pathetic excuses for bombs will result in me totally destroying the messenger! Brent is not going to like what I will do to him just because you were too afraid of me.
Carry on with your oh so scary emoticons.
Fatboy? That's what my wife calls... Anyway, I thought that I would let you girls know that using nonparticipating members to deliver your pathetic excuses for bombs will result in me totally destroying the messenger! Brent is not going to like what I will do to him just because you were too afraid of me.
Carry on with your oh so scary emoticons.
I don't need no emoticons. I don't need no mercenaries. What I do need...is to send you a crowbar for use on "Brent the Errand Boy".
By the way, your going on and on about how we should fear you (and on and on, and on and on until the break - uh - break of dawn) reminds me of an old German proverb that says: Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is.
Once Brad is involved you might as well call it a day. Hell they haven't even fired a shot yet!
I just hope none of you put an eye out playing like this...
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If I were you I would head for a bomb shelter real quick. :laugh: :whistling:
Nice to see you back in the fold Gramps .... sorry to hear about the house, them pesky termites :laugh:
I just hope none of you put an eye out playing like this...
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If I were you I would head for a bomb shelter real quick. :laugh: :whistling:
...thought you were a real smart guy, eh???
It didn't hurt - not a bit. Not ONE bit... :whistling:
Okay - so it stung... Only a wee bit, it stung... Merely a flesh wound...
Dadgummit! Someone's gonna pay for this... :angry:
Fatboy? That's what my wife calls... Anyway, I thought that I would let you girls know that using nonparticipating members to deliver your pathetic excuses for bombs will result in me totally destroying the messenger! Brent is not going to like what I will do to him just because you were too afraid of me.
Carry on with your oh so scary emoticons.