Ooo-arrr...
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( , Mon 27 Jun 2005, 20:43, archived)
From the The B3ta 404 Page challenge. See all 513 entries (closed)
( , Mon 27 Jun 2005, 20:43, archived)
Ooh arr ooh aar ooh arr!
(dirties self with b3ta talk peer oast)
I's a Westcountry philosopher
I lives inside a hive
I goes in search o' honey
to keep meself alive
Now one day I were thinkin'
existentially
when suddenly a thought occurred:
I think therefore I bee!
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Mon 27 Jun 2005, 20:52,
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I's a Westcountry philosopher
I lives inside a hive
I goes in search o' honey
to keep meself alive
Now one day I were thinkin'
existentially
when suddenly a thought occurred:
I think therefore I bee!
Arrrr,
bain't nuthin can beat the Wurzels. Oi luvs em, they be lush!
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Mon 27 Jun 2005, 21:09,
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Oi 'as, and oi'll give you the key.
Oi got twenny acres, you got forty-three.
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Mon 27 Jun 2005, 21:21,
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*takes key*
*steals combine 'arvester and goes on joyride across the country*
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Mon 27 Jun 2005, 21:26,
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Arrrrr, dunnee wurry.
'Ee won't get far round these parts without runnin' into moi family.
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Mon 27 Jun 2005, 21:31,
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*runs into your family*
*runs them over with combine 'arvester*
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Mon 27 Jun 2005, 21:35,
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They be far too many for 'ee to do that.
And they have shotguns.
Shotguns and teeth.
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Mon 27 Jun 2005, 21:39,
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Shotguns and teeth.
*is embarrassed
at everyone imitating his well-manured accent...*
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Mon 27 Jun 2005, 21:40,
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