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( , Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:47, archived)
not a happy bunny?
you won't like me pointing out your shadow's going the wrong way then ;)
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:47,
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arse
know there was summat wrong
bloody photoshop!
It was until I decided to add a bevel which changed the shadow without me noticing
Arsebiscuits!
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:51,
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bloody photoshop!
It was until I decided to add a bevel which changed the shadow without me noticing
Arsebiscuits!
This.
You're fat. It's not genetic, it's not an illness, it's because you eat too many cakes, and now you're going to be hunted for sport.
*PHEEP!*
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:48,
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*PHEEP!*
problem solved!
"I've found their trail captain! they seem to be heading toward Greggs the Bakers"
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:49,
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I went to Greggs for my lunch today.
I feel cheap and dirty...
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:51,
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^this
I had a "corned beef" slice and a chicken mango sandwich.
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:53,
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I had a potato and meat pasty and a steak bake.
/lowest of the low
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:54,
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/lowest of the low
Naked fatties*
Being chased across the green fields of England; proud men in shining red coats on horseback behind them, whipping their steeds on, as the burger of fatties waddles breathlessly towards McDonald's, a chocolate cake in each paw, and all gravy smeared 'round their mouths.
*Fatties may require 3-4 hours head start.
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:52,
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*Fatties may require 3-4 hours head start.
bloody insurance company threatening Mrs Freebs with Court action
over an incident that happened 6 months ago and we thought was settled
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:53,
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Oh for fucks sake!
Gaz me their address, we'll go burn their offices down*
*By far the simplest solution.
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 16:57,
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*By far the simplest solution.