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As I peep through the curtains, I see the Fens, the sun trying shine through, the cows in the field aimlessly wandering around. I see the stunningly beautiful blue/grey heron sitting on the farmer's wall. The Fen sky is a sort of dark bluey grey which clashes violently with the lush greens of the grass and hedgerows. There is an owl in the distance, probably on its way home, its huge white wings slowly flapping majestically. The foxes have stopped barking now, probably snug and warm in their den, or 'earth', both are acceptable terms for their choice of dwelling. And hark, what is that I hear, is it the growl of a badger? Is it a distant rumble of thunder? No. It is the explosion of gas accompanying the stream of turds which are leaving my arse at velocity. I have to go to Cambridge later, but I shall return to my place in the countryside, where I shall pen more of my tales of the Cambridgeshire Fens, which I shall share with you tomorrow. Now, I shall return to my mud out. Just the peanuts left and the paperwork and I am free to do as I wish. I will first be making repairs to my knee, which I caught on my gun cupboard this morning. This was rather fortuitous, as on inspection of its contents, I have discovered some explosives which could turn out quite handy for the bash. Good day sir.

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A fox - yesterday
( Captn Hood-Butter is not dead yet., Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:17, archived)

fuck me
all time win
( tfs bye, Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:17, archived)

I couldn't decide what picture to do. The fox, the owl or the shit.
I'll save the shit for when Syncubus posts.
( Captn Hood-Butter is not dead yet., Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:24, archived)

you so win at the internet and shitting

( tfs bye, Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:27, archived)

And thanks to modern technology
I can do both at the NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN same time.
( Captn Hood-Butter is not dead yet., Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:29, archived)

Push and Strain F5 and drain

( tfs bye, Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:30, archived)

Glade plug ins FTW
Refresh the page and the air simultaineously.
( Captn Hood-Butter is not dead yet., Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:36, archived)

*round of applause*

( Fluzzy namby-pamby pudding and pie, Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:23, archived)

YOU GET EATEN BY A GRUE

( The Teviot Moose major 5th., Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:24, archived)

You must give baldmonkey a gun.
You MUST.
( Mykeyboy A massive, salty filing cabinet, Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:24, archived)

and rounds

( tfs bye, Fri 16 Jan 2009, 9:27, archived)