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( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 13:51, archived)

There once was a nomad whose hut
Was made out of Big Daddy's gut
His friends said "Cor blimey!"
"This interior's slimy!"
And since then he's lived in a nut
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Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:01,
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Was made out of Big Daddy's gut
His friends said "Cor blimey!"
"This interior's slimy!"
And since then he's lived in a nut

There once was a viking whose hat
was made from a walrus's twat
His friends found it funny
When the twat went all runny
But they found it made good cooking-fat.
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Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:21,
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was made from a walrus's twat
His friends found it funny
When the twat went all runny
But they found it made good cooking-fat.

I saw a big guy today with a t-shirt saying
I've beat anorexia :D

is Chris Leppard, a sufferer of Prader-Willie syndrome (or something like that)
he lived in Hastings, he died last year, and they had to actually get a crane to take him out of his house, and then drive him up north to a crematorium specifically designed for fatties.
i once saw him in the hospital i used to work in, he had the mental age of about 9 i think and his mother blamed his weight on this syndrome, however she would of course always feed him crisps and muffins when he was hungry...
www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=455109&in_page_id=1770
this has been my short (and true!) story of one fat fooker.....i'than'yooo
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Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:10,
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he lived in Hastings, he died last year, and they had to actually get a crane to take him out of his house, and then drive him up north to a crematorium specifically designed for fatties.
i once saw him in the hospital i used to work in, he had the mental age of about 9 i think and his mother blamed his weight on this syndrome, however she would of course always feed him crisps and muffins when he was hungry...
www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=455109&in_page_id=1770
this has been my short (and true!) story of one fat fooker.....i'than'yooo

"I'm going to go to heaven to play for Arsenal. I'm going to date Anna Kournikova and feast on fry-ups for breakfast, macaroni cheese for lunch and steak and chips for dinner."
What the fuck is this crappy theology? Does heaven apparently provide Anna Kournikovas for people to date, or is he expecting her to die and then fancy him in heaven?
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Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:21,
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What the fuck is this crappy theology? Does heaven apparently provide Anna Kournikovas for people to date, or is he expecting her to die and then fancy him in heaven?