Deer Gonz
I have wrote you a birthday story.

Once upon a time there was a small pug called Pugface who was out admiring the wonders of the Beverley Hills of North London when out of no where his owner was struck by a wheel of cannonbear that had been dropped off the roof of Tescos by an evil looking pidgeon. OH NOES thought Pugface, now my owner is dead and I'll have no where to live.

Then Pugface saw a jolly little jew skipping down the road eating sushi and drinking yop that had been purchased in Cockfosters because no where in Southgate sells it anymore, which is ridiculous because they totally used to sell it but then they stopped for some reason which no one knows. Anyway Pugface waddled up to the skipping man who had stopped for a smoke and was ordering Chinese on his phone from the place next door and looked sad. The man couldn't resist his little puggyface and took him home with him.

The End
( TGB checking Off Topic is still shit at, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 11:24, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

Needs more bommyknocker.

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 11:26, Reply)