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# Fat poople
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:53, archived)
# Should be hunted for sport
Chased across the green fields of England by riders on horseback.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:53, archived)
# SEND IN THE HATEFULL DOGS OF DREAD TO THE FAT POOPLE!
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:54, archived)
#
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*votes*
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:55, archived)
# fat poope?
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:57, archived)
# No thanks I've just eaten.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:58, archived)
# Take some diet diarrhoea
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:00, archived)
# I was thinking more Slimfast Slops.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:02, archived)
# all in favour?
aye
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:55, archived)
# We know the secret places to hide
we send out reccy teams of kids on cross country to find them.

YOU WON'T CATCH US, SLIM JIM.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:55, archived)
# *throws doughnut*
*waits*
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:56, archived)
# Pfft. I don't need it.




I don't need it.






It's not custard flavour, is it?
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:57, archived)
# its not custard flavour, it CONTAINS real custard
*drools*


fuck it, I'm getting a custard pie on the way to my lecture
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:00, archived)
# fatty
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:00, archived)
# Shut up.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:00, archived)
# my bakers does awesome custard pies.
his apple turnovers are abysmal though

kids, know your pastries
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:03, archived)
# WILL YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT CAKE AND CAKE RELATED ITEMS
I'm going out for a cigarette.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:04, archived)
# its ok, the cake is a lie
i'll probably be gone when you're back, ta-ra
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:06, archived)
# custard is pus from satan's infected anal boils
apple turnovers, however, are nyom.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:06, archived)
# you're rather amusingly wrong :)
a good cinnamon apple turnover can be ace. my baker just doesn't seem to have the knack of it
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:07, archived)
# there's an awesome bakery
outside the hotel europa in malgrat. it's a long way to go, i know, but the doughnuts are to die for.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:10, archived)
# WHY DONT YOU ROLL ON DOWN TO THE CAKESHOP, LARDASS
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:01, archived)
# Haha, we just trace down your screams of getting stuck in small alleys
:-)
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:58, archived)
# you can hide but you can't run for long
we'll put cream pies in bear traps too
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:58, archived)
# As if you could lift a bear trap. Or a cream pie.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:59, archived)
# well when I say "we" I mean the "groundskeepers"
I shall be far too busy eating crustless cucumber sandwiches
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:05, archived)
# we're great at ambushes, you know.
we'll knock you off your horses, sit on your faces and won't get off till you guess our weight.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:58, archived)
# Ahhh,
queening. Yes, that's what they all need.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:58, archived)
# indeed.
fun yet domineering
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:04, archived)
# 55 pounds?
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:59, archived)
# nope
take a deep breath, you'll be needing it...
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:04, archived)
# There's 14 of them in a stone, you know
and she's not a labrador.

I reckon if you chopped my legs off I'd weigh that.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:05, archived)
# he's guessing wrong on purpose
he likes it
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 13:07, archived)
# Would be terrible sport. Us fatties can't run for shit.
(, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:59, archived)