Hers a silly question. What the hell is "Roflmao"? Cheers John.Originally Posted by Biohazard
Hers a silly question. What the hell is "Roflmao"? Cheers John.Originally Posted by Biohazard
Roll on the floor laughing my arse off
(Get with the action , dude, can't let the young ones have all the good stuff)
Originally Posted by skidmark
Originally Posted by Phil Vincent
Thanks, sent you a green but they told me off. Cheers John.Originally Posted by Ixion
Fuck I thought I was the only one that gets fucked off with thatOriginally Posted by MAXIMUSDEMERITUS
Yerp. Enter your Personal Identification Number number into the Automatic Teller Machine machine and get some money money out to pay for some p.m night classes classes you fucktards.Originally Posted by Jantar
6.00pm,three roller doors shut and just the side door open....I'm enjoying an after work beer and kettles - ''Are you open?'' says some darkskinned dude wearing pyjamas.
It appears we don't speak the same language - but they soon get the gist of what I mean.....
ahhh that one reminds of the year that I dislocated my shoulder 10 times, invariably someone would see me do it and watch the cursing and yelling as I'd pop it back in and then come up with the beauty "Does it hurt?" I'd typically answer, why don't you lie down and I'll pull on your arm so hard until it pops out of the socket and then you tell me! Morons!
When in doubt, wind it out!
Originally Posted by MAXIMUSDEMERITUS
Mate you've been caught out at your own game. Saw this beauty on another post of yoursOriginally Posted by MAXIMUSDEMERITUS
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When in doubt, wind it out!
Smart assOriginally Posted by zeRax
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Doesn't play well with others
Pull Me, Nick Me, Try Me, Ban Me !!
I got my knee dislocated and torn ligaments during a game. The lower half of my leg is nearly at a right angle to where it should be. The ref comes over and asks if I'm ok to carry on...?? "Oh yeah, hang on I'll just get some tape on..."Originally Posted by Ironman
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
It seems like after the countless accidents I have managed to get through life, no matter how much bleeding, pain, damage or physical scarring I have, was in, had, everyone always thought it was a beauty thing to ask... "Are you OK?"
When you can see bone or lots of blood (Like 500mls+) Im generally not OK
To every man upon this earth
Death cometh sooner or late
And how can a man die better
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his Gods
After a days fishing, get back to the wharf and a bloke standing on the wharf sees the the big bucket of fish and ask's '' did you catch those ''?..... um, no they all jump in the bucket while i was not looking.....![]()
And people who use the word Texted or Text'd, i dont how it is spelt because the aint no such word.............. its Text ! as in, i text you, i text brian about that etc etc......![]()
I must admit I'm guilty of the odd humourous utterance. Way back, I was in an Airforce vehicle that my mate rolled up at Kaipara. When all came to a stop with the wagon on it's side, my boss drove up
Boss: "what the _uck happened???"
Me: (still dazed) "Tony rolled the rover over!"
Luckily we were all ok, and all present pissed themselves laughing.
Oh shit, where to start?
Girlfriends have alway's been a constant source of amusement for me, here's a couple of past goodies.
Back when I was living with my parents I had a chick who was a true blond in every way. One day we pulled up at the olds' place, they had an internal access garage with a homemade catdoor cut in the garage door. Anyway, she asked what it was, so I told her "it's a catdoor", with which she replies "so how does the cat get in when the garage door's up?"
Another girlfriend (brunette this time but you'ld swear she was blond), and another fucken cat.
Anyway, if you've got a cat you'll know those Wiska's cans with the easy open tab. Well one of these cans sat on our kitchen bench for about two months. As it was her cat (pointless fucken pets) and I wanted nothing to do with it, I ignored it.
Well anyway, one day we're in the kitchen and she turns and says she's been meaning to ask me if I can open this cat food can somehow as the tab tore off it when she tried to open it..... I looked at her real weird, turned around, and pulled the can opener out of the drawer......
You should've seen her face, I swear she was about to kill me![]()
It's just one of those days, where you don't wanna wake up,
everything is fucked, everybody sucks,
You don't really know why but you wanna justify ripping someone's head off
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