Why is UKRM more active than Reeky?
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From: S'mee on 21 Nov 2009 09:25 On Nov 21, 5:32 am, Rafael Behringer <RafB2...(a)invalid.invalid> wrote: > Coming from a bean flicker like you? You sound as bent as a nine bob > note, a bit of a knob. Beitng knob of good standing I resent that...<grump>
From: โอม มณี ปัทเม หุม on 21 Nov 2009 13:40 On Nov 21, 4:32 am, Rafael Behringer <RafB2...(a)invalid.invalid> wrote: > à¹à¸à¸¡ มà¸à¸µ à¸à¸±à¸à¹à¸¡ หุม wrote: > Coming from a bean flicker like you?  Hey, bean flickers at least know where to start worshipping the goddess. But you're probably a butt-munching coprophagous kraut, so you're licking the wrong parts in anticipation of a brown shower. Has it only been a year since the last one of those departed reeky?
From: S'mee on 21 Nov 2009 13:55 On Nov 21, 11:40 am, âÍÁ Á³Õ »Ñ·àÁ ËØÁ <macmi....(a)gmail.com> wrote: > On Nov 21, 4:32 am, Rafael Behringer <RafB2...(a)invalid.invalid> wrote: > > > âÍÁ Á³Õ »Ñ·àÁ ËØÁ wrote: > > Coming from a bean flicker like you? > > Hey, bean flickers at least know where to start worshipping the > goddess. > > But you're probably a butt-munching coprophagous kraut, so you're > licking the > wrong parts in anticipation of a brown shower. > > Has it only been a year since the last one of those departed reeky? Awww, isn't cute when Krusty projects? Looks just like linda blair!
From: Sean_Q_ on 22 Nov 2009 07:55 ??? ??? ????? ??? wrote: > Lose the British affectations and study how Wee Man behaves and you'll > be more credible. Keith, let me help you with this one. It's #38 from "English and Scottish Popular Ballads_ compiled by Francis James Child: 1. 'Twas down by Carterhaugh, father Between the water and the wa' There I met with a wee wee man And he was the least that ever I saw. 2. His length was scarce a finger's length And thick and nimble was his knee Between his eyes a flea could go Between his shoulders inches three. 3. cho: His beard was long and white as a swan His robe was neither green nor grey He clapped his hands, down came the mist And he sank and he sainted clean away. 4. He's lifted up a stone, six feet in height And flung it farther than I could see And though I'd have been of Wallace might I'd never had lifted it to my knee. 5. "Wee wee man, that thou art strong, Tell me where thy dwelling be" - "It's down beneath yon bonny green bower Though you must come with me and see." 6. We roved on and we sped on Until we came to a bonny green ha' The room was made of the beaten gold And pure as crystal was the gla'. 7. There were pipers playing on every spare And ladies dancing in glistering green He clapped his hands, down came the mist And the man in the ha' no more was seen. SQ
From: Rafael Behringer on 22 Nov 2009 10:25
โอม มณี ปัทเม หุม wrote: > But you're probably a butt-munching coprophagous kraut, so you're > licking the wrong parts in anticipation of a brown shower. Spake the upstairs governor hiding his ginger beer to Jodrell Bank .... > Has it only been a year since the last one of those departed reeky? UKRM is more active than Reeky to rid of septic scum like you. -- RafB |