Any of you guys ever seen a ghost?
Eh??
Any of you guys ever seen a ghost?
Any of you guys ever seen a ghost?
What does that have to do with people being British?Any of you guys ever seen a ghost?
Yes I saw one, it was a cured leg of pork hoping down the street, it turned to me said hello and told me to follow it and so I did, and im glad I did, because what followed was a magical story of witches, Knights, love and a warning on how to eat pork.
I woke up after this adventure in a pool of my own piss and shit in a field somwhere in Wales, naked and riddled with Halitosis but the locals brought me in and nursed me back to health and taught me the ancient Welsh art of sheep shagging.
Im now very happy with my new life and I have the ghost of a cured leg of pork to thank.
Thank you Terry the cured leg of pork I owe you one. :hatsoff:
What does that have to do with people being British?
Great Britain is the most haunted country in the world.
This dude is definately on his way to becoming Freeones first ever 4-digit Neg Repper.
I'm getting a weird glitch in this thread... It says there is 13 pages but I can't go past 11... Is it just my PC, or is it happening to everyone else?
What the Hell's with the freakin tea breaks?
-cs™
It has to do with the sudden disappereance of a divisive member... his posts were deleted, but the software hasn't managed to cut back on the excess pages.No, I'm getting the same thing. It's like something out of the Twilight Zone. :eek:
Either that, or our computers have been hitting the crack pipe a little too hard. :dunno:
I'm getting a weird glitch in this thread... It says there is 13 pages but I can't go past 11... Is it just my PC, or is it happening to everyone else?
What the Hell's with the freakin tea breaks?
I told you all that England was haunted!!
I'm getting a weird glitch in this thread... It says there is 13 pages but I can't go past 11... Is it just my PC, or is it happening to everyone else?
Yes I saw one, it was a cured leg of pork hoping down the street, it turned to me said hello and told me to follow it and so I did, and im glad I did, because what followed was a magical story of witches, Knights, love and a warning on how to eat pork.
I woke up after this adventure in a pool of my own piss and shit in a field somwhere in Wales, naked and riddled with Halitosis but the locals brought me in and nursed me back to health and taught me the ancient Welsh art of sheep shagging.
Im now very happy with my new life and I have the ghost of a cured leg of pork to thank.
Thank you Terry the cured leg of pork I owe you one. :hatsoff: