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Topic Other Boards / Foo / Scotch and Wry
- By Blue Date 02.12.05 21:48 UTC
New year is not the same without it...the repetes are on on BBC Scotland ..wetting myself even at the repetes :-D
- By LJS Date 02.12.05 22:06 UTC
Do u like my new signature :D

xx
- By Blue Date 02.12.05 22:10 UTC
ROFLOL :-D :-D wait till Ali sees it.. LOL...:-D :-D
- By Balibee Date 02.12.05 22:43 UTC
:D  Almost perfect!! :p

Should really be..............

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Lucy :( Bah :mad: Humbug :rarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr :( :p
Scrooge:  Be off with you, scroungers, beggars, thieves..
Child : Merry Xmas Lucy
Scrooge:  What? Christmas? Bah!  Humbug!
Narrator. "Oh but he was a tight fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret, and self-contained and solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always about with him; he iced his office in the dog days; and didn't thaw it one degree at Christmas"                           (excerpt from"A Christmas Carol" by Charles Dickens
ES Christmas? Bah Humbug
- By Blue Date 02.12.05 22:46 UTC
ROFLOL :-D :-D
- By LJS Date 02.12.05 22:51 UTC
Scrooge:  What? Christmas? Bah!  Humbug!
Narrator. "Oh but he was a tight fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret, and self-contained and solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always about with him; he iced his office in the dog days; and didn't thaw it one degree at Christmas"

Take the word 'He at the beginning and replace it with Lucy and he and his with her and his and you are there :p
- By Balibee Date 02.12.05 22:52 UTC
:o

Much too much hard work after a bottle of Columbard!!!!!!!!!  :D
- By LJS Date 02.12.05 22:54 UTC
Naaaa :D :D
- By Balibee Date 02.12.05 22:57 UTC
aY YAM OffISShhully  WaystEd  :D

Bllllaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  HumBuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug
- By LJS Date 02.12.05 23:00 UTC
Still fink Christmas is PANTS :)
Topic Other Boards / Foo / Scotch and Wry

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