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Post by corina on Mar 14, 2009 23:56:44 GMT 1
its the fastest cake in the world and you missed it ;D ;D ;D
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Post by boycie101 on Mar 15, 2009 0:03:31 GMT 1
you drinking that pepsi again monica lol
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Post by corina on Mar 15, 2009 0:05:05 GMT 1
You know me too well now  onl 1 glass, honest hic ;D |
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Post by boycie101 on Mar 15, 2009 0:10:17 GMT 1
1 barrel not to bad, ooooooops mean glass  ;D |
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Post by corina on Mar 15, 2009 0:15:08 GMT 1
Great to have you back so i can ick on you ;D ;D ;D
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Post by boycie101 on Mar 15, 2009 0:24:32 GMT 1
not alot you can say to that, never been icked on before lol  |
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Post by corina on Mar 15, 2009 0:26:43 GMT 1
lol, Just notice the icked, you will get icked if you know whats good for you ;D
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Post by boycie101 on Mar 15, 2009 0:29:45 GMT 1
pmsl
take your word for that 1 lol
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Post by corina on Mar 15, 2009 0:32:13 GMT 1
If you knew what was good for you then you would take my word for it
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Post by boycie101 on Mar 15, 2009 0:43:52 GMT 1
narrrrrrrrrr lol
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Post by corina on Mar 15, 2009 0:46:37 GMT 1
Sure???
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Post by boycie101 on Mar 15, 2009 0:49:45 GMT 1
if ju cooked the scone it gone forever, well atleast till look in the bin
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Post by corina on Mar 15, 2009 0:53:02 GMT 1
Frying pan over head time  Just like the old days............. love it ;D |
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Post by Amy :) on Mar 19, 2009 15:01:07 GMT 1
lol it actually took me 3 seconds to get that....very funny  |
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Post by corina on Mar 19, 2009 19:33:44 GMT 1
;D ;D ;D That was quick Amy  |
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Post by Amy :) on Mar 20, 2009 13:55:02 GMT 1
lol i'll blame it on the blonde hair for now  |
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Post by nforceskyla on Mar 31, 2009 16:15:37 GMT 1
i didnt get that joke lol.
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Post by corina on Mar 31, 2009 18:30:51 GMT 1
lol, are you a blonde? ;D ;D
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Post by mini2infiniti on Apr 2, 2009 22:14:12 GMT 1
An elderly man lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of
impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favourite cheese
scones wafting up the stairs. He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted
himself from the bed.
Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and
with even greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled
downstairs. With laboured breath, he leaned against the doorframe, gazing
into the kitchen.
Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in
heaven, for there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were
dozens of his favourite cheese scones. Was it heaven? Or was it one final
act of heroic love from his devoted wife of sixty years, seeing to it that
he left this world a happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table,
landing on his knees in a crumpled heap. His parched lips parted, he could
almost taste the cheese scone before it was in his mouth, seemingly bringing
him back to life.
The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to the nearest scone at the
edge of the table, when his hand was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his
wife . . . . . .
"Get Off!! ", she said, "They're for the funeral".
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Post by Amy :) on Apr 3, 2009 16:58:24 GMT 1
oh hohohoho! lol very funny, thtats a bit mean |
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onl 1 glass, honest hic ;D
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