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Post by PASTIE on Sept 12, 2013 19:07:02 GMT -1
In the dirt I hope. Not as "removed from holster".
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Post by GresleyRam©®™ on Sept 12, 2013 19:37:50 GMT -1
I'm here!!!! ;D
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Post by Argyle_Smurf on Sept 12, 2013 20:07:43 GMT -1
GRES!
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Post by PASTIE on Sept 12, 2013 21:01:34 GMT -1
The word spreads. Every time the door opens, the smell leaks out. Lured back, little by little they come...
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Post by Argyle_Smurf on Sept 14, 2013 19:37:04 GMT -1
About time you christened another one isn't it PASTIE?
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Post by PASTIE on Sept 15, 2013 21:51:42 GMT -1
Why? I never spawned corridors just for the sake of breathing new life. My role was to herald death when the board's gremlins swallowed a thread for getting too long...
Besides, who would read it now?
Mind you, did anybody read them then?
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Post by Argyle_Smurf on Sept 16, 2013 8:29:37 GMT -1
I read them... Sometimes when I'm bored I go back and read them again...
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Post by PASTIE on Sept 17, 2013 19:50:36 GMT -1
Do you need to get out more, I wonder...?
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Post by Argyle_Smurf on Sept 20, 2013 23:16:20 GMT -1
I need to sleep better... Also, that's your 14 1/2 thousandth post right there...
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Post by PASTIE on Sept 22, 2013 22:38:45 GMT -1
The first 14495 happened much faster
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Post by Argyle_Smurf on Sept 26, 2013 11:03:39 GMT -1
Times has changed I guess. Who needs aforum when facebook exists?
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Post by PASTIE on Oct 28, 2013 23:39:03 GMT -1
Swift reply. Just to prove a point. Facebook doesn't allow you to pick up a conversation after, well, years! It would slide down a page never to be noticed...
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Goalposts for Jumpers
Sunday League Player
Posting on message boards is a lot like making love to a beautiful woman.....
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Post by Goalposts for Jumpers on May 5, 2014 7:47:00 GMT -1
*squints and peers through the mirk...*
"Sofa," our hero whispers as he moves cautiously over Martin's uneven flooring. "Sofa," more insistently this time. And then his eyes finally make out the familiar shape. "Sofa! How I've missed you," as he unzips his fly and releases the pressure in his bladder.
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