
A freind sent me this earlier, if any of you like spoonerisms or can be bothered to read it....
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.
Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot.
At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies.
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared.
Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve. 'Mist all chucking frighty!!!' said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.
The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart. 'Who's fust jarted?' asked the prandsome hince. 'Blame tha! t fugly ucker over there!!' said Mary Hinge.
When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny!
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This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.
Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot.
At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies.
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared.
Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve. 'Mist all chucking frighty!!!' said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.
The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart. 'Who's fust jarted?' asked the prandsome hince. 'Blame tha! t fugly ucker over there!!' said Mary Hinge.
When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny!

*harumphs
Have you got any LOL cat pictures too? I for one would love to see them!
/sarcasm
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:14,
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Have you got any LOL cat pictures too? I for one would love to see them!
/sarcasm

It looked smaller.....
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:19,
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Ooo shiney.
THREADSAVE

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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:21,
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THREADSAVE


Do your own crap matting! I recognise those clone lines on the collar!
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 20:09,
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AICMFP.
Next up - old ladies swearing = hilarious
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:18,
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Next up - old ladies swearing = hilarious

Old men dressed as old women eating cream cakes... absolute hilarity!
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:19,
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I must admit, looking at the length I was perhaps wrong, but it looked smaller befor I posted,
Do I need to lower my trousers and turn around?
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:25,
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Do I need to lower my trousers and turn around?

I'M GOING TO POST IT WITHOUT THINKING!
my inlaws have been doing this as a christmas party piece for at least the last 5 years as i remember seeing it before mydaugher was born.
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:22,
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my inlaws have been doing this as a christmas party piece for at least the last 5 years as i remember seeing it before mydaugher was born.

I need more "LOL" make sure it involves cats or fat people on small vehicles!
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:23,
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Just lube up befor you punish me..
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:27,
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:22,
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Just thought it might make someone pfft, but seriously miscalculated how long it was... :-(
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:37,
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Can't you just tell me off like everyone else ;-)
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Tue 29 Nov 2011, 18:42,
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... because of friar tuck!
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