so perhaps you were a cashier?
I so love Charlie Brown, the most misunderstood boy in the universe- besides dear Starr
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so perhaps you were a cashier?
I so love Charlie Brown, the most misunderstood boy in the universe- besides dear Starr
I think that's why Starr has the *hots* for me - my avatar.Quote:
Originally Posted by rachel
Im confuzzled now :confused:
Sorry Night, I was only kidding with starr - :smash: :argue: It's like poking a stick at a bear....Quote:
Originally Posted by Nightshade
Dangerous you mean? or useless? or fun?
bear baiting an ancient sport
:nod: ;)
No problem, The Netherlands is hardly tolkienish though, It's all flat and infested with highways that are filled up with trafic and which I have to travel almost daily. And Cows, lots of cows to.Quote:
Originally Posted by rachel
I resemble that remark!Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
(I was raised by bears.)
I have a question then, when it rains does the air smell like cows??Quote:
Originally Posted by AimusSage
Or is that just the english country side??
:D
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Originally Posted by starrwriter
I knew that, You're from Benton Harbor.
Hey, we had the best basketball team in the whole state when I was a senior in high school. Beat the hell out of those teams from snobbish Detroit suburbs. All-pro Chet Walker was an alumnus. Go Tigers!Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
It does in the little village where I live, but in the cities the rain kind of resembles a chemical spill, the air then smells like burning hair extensions mixed with mutated bunny poo, and it rains a lot too! :brow:Quote:
Originally Posted by Nightshade
I suppose most big cities spell lke that :D
Honolulu smells like frangipani (plumeria flowers) and salty sea spray. It's invigorating.Quote:
Originally Posted by Nightshade
I find the cities in the Netherlands invigorating to, some people actually grow new limbs after the rain, it's that invigorating. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning in the Netherlands.Quote:
Originally Posted by AimusSage
Basketball was invented way back then?Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
Yep. For hoops we used real farm baskets with the bottoms cut out.Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
(And don't be such a wise guy or my ghost will haunt you after I croak.)
Hear that, papayahed? You'll probably want to find an exorcist, and fast. You've got what, three, maybe four years at most to get one.
I'll outlive all of you and urinate on your grave stones! (From a wheelchair if necessary.)Quote:
Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
Oh, and won't it be fun!
rats she beat me to it :pQuote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
and Starr by then there wnt be any grave stones l;eft because they be sending our ashes into space :nod:
Now that's something to look forward too.Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
pardon me Starr but basketball was invented by James Naismith from Ontario Canada.
Around 1895, a year before you were born Starr so it is understandable that you might not know.
Isn't that true Kilted?
Yep, basketball was invented by the first Dr J in Canada.
Enough bragging by Canadians who never learned to play the game nearly as well as Americans. Can you say Michael Jordan?Quote:
Originally Posted by kilted exile
Oh, Michael Jordan, isn't that the guy in that Looney Tunes movie? :D
Remind me to plant an electric fence just underneath the topsoil on my grave.Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
You gotta love Canadian humour, eh? They try so hard (and succeed so seldomly.)Quote:
Originally Posted by AimusSage
Starr, a reminder for you:Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
I guess so, I don't really know that many canadians. Never been there before you see. I did fly over it once, on my way to the states, I did like all the clouds and New Foundland, so it can't be all bad in Canada.Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
I want to go to New Foundland!!
Kilted! How scottish!
And its not canadian humor Star because I was about to say exacvtly the same thing but Aimus beat me to it!
ehich reminds me MOve this discussioin to live chat please
*move along move along*I cant finmd my directing traffiic smilie but until then http://www.websmileys.com/sm/crazy/215.gif
The NBA's Most Valuable Player from last season:
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...SteveNash2.jpg
Steve Nash.
Canadian.
New Avy!!!
:D
not sorry for what?
Just to get this page back on topic, I had a dream a few nights ago, which was quite odd actually, and funny at the same time. It went like this:
I was at a swimming pool, filled with milk. There was a really high diving plank, with three stairs. But only one stair let to the top. After I figured out I climbed the wrong set of stairs, I just jumped to the right one, and got to the top first. When I reached the top I had to dive really cool, because otherwise the Island Fortress floating in the middle would win. Obviously I Manage to make an olympic dive, and the Island was defeated.
To celebrate, John Travolta came with a big trophy, that I could win if I competed with him and a bunch of other celeberties in a game of soccer. Being the Soccer player I am, I accepted. But not long before the match started, Christopher Walken came and told John that his nuclear powerplant had a big blow up doll on the cooling tower, so John had to take care of it. He did invite everyone to his place.
When we got there I asked him why he didn't have a boeing 747. He said he was quite happy with his boeing 707. So, we had a nice barbeque, and it was decided that me and my friends where going to have a sleepover at his place.
The next morning I woke up early, as I had to be at my soccer club to be a referee for a youth game. I went to the toilet, but someone was puking all over it, so I took the bathroom instead to take a shower. After the shower I stepped onto my bike. I first had to go to the pub to ask for directions. In the pub I found a few Dutch politicians discussing politics. Unfortunately I didn't quite have time to listen, as the police was there to give me a ticked for a busted tail light.
After all this I finally made it to the soccer club, and that was the end of the dream. I had a great time in the dream, and it is one of the few dreams I actually remember.
Oh, nothing.Quote:
Originally Posted by Nightshade
*whistles innocently*
Prison humor with a map. Not bad, Kilted.Quote:
Originally Posted by kilted exile
Feeling nostalgic?Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
STEVE NASH HE'S THE MAN.
Thank you Kilted. Night you JUST noticed how Scottish that sounds?
Starr if we Canadians so seldom score with our humour why is it that you keep tuning in to see what we have written hmmmm?
No one is arguing that Americans are great at basketball.
Sure I can say Michael Jordan. what of it? I hear his mom is better at the game than him.
PLEASE SANTA pay attention to what Scher has said. SHE HAS BEEN GOOD....ALL YEAR( coughs and coughs and then turns red with embarrasment for her dear co forum person)
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST GIVE HER WHAT SHE WANTS I cannot bear to read that one more time...it is like listening to baby Hasia when she wants something. arggggggggggh
Never been behind bars myself, but it seemed as if Kilted might be recollecting his bad old days.Quote:
Originally Posted by Scheherazade
nope, the only time I have spent inside of a prison is when I return to Glasgow and visit a friend who is currently residing at her majesty's pleasure.Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
now, more on topic....I have been having this recurring dream recently that everything in my life currently is back in glasgow, but I am still the foriegner.
Did you know that many Australians call everyone who lives in England POMMIES? It means prisoners of her majesty. I love Aussie humour.Quote:
Originally Posted by kilted exile