succubitch

Yes it is official Britney Spears gave birth to a baby boy on Wednesday afternoon in L.A.

now to wait and see what she names the poor thing.

Very true, they'll be plenty of money for more boob jobs and fake tan.

I feel sick at the thought.

Just found out that the couple took to the dance floor for their first song as man and wife: a pre-recorded duet of "a whole new world" sung by ... Peter and Jordan. God that's tacky.

Anyone else think they look like ken and barbie?, and don't get me started on the dress.

I got M Bison.

thats my thundercats hoody.

you're an ass

I've known Scott for a couple of years now- really nice guy- and I'm really good friends with his girlfriend. But don't know the rest of them at all.

how did i know that you'd find your way on to this tread.

maybe you should

well he most likely thought that you would see it his way and want to spent some time with your best friend before your big day, but you shot him down, and now he's thinking that you don't view his friendship as highly.

Did you ever think that he might want to spend some quality time with you on or around your birthday before your big night out, when your going to be around all these other people; seeing as you said that you're best friends.

Yes' date=' strangely enough I have been in that carpark. I didn't realise I said anything against skaters... just skating in that area.... it is a carpark... not a skatepark thus isn't designed to be used by skaters.

When you skate at that level above the ground there is always a chance you will go off the edge, to my recollection the sides aren't caged in (like I pressume it would be if designed for skating).

I was simply pointing out that when you use something outwith the purpose it's designed for things will eventually go wrong. That's why people go flying down those stairs above the St.Nicholas centre breaking their legs at relatively frequent intervals.[/quote']

totally agree

Burn moshulu and basement to the ground, with lots of emo fags inside.

without a shaddow of a doubt.

The sound made by the flapping arms of an emo fag.

It was about four years ago, and I was fast asleep in my bed when my 16 year old sister comes into my room screaming "FIRE" so I manage to drag myself down stairs to find the whole place full of smoke, I ran through to the kitchen and found the gas cooker on fire, with flames coming from the grill. Me being half awake, stuck my hand throught the flames and switched the cooker off, then grabbed a dish cloth and wrapped it round the handle of the grill pan and promptley threw it out the open kitchen window.

It transpires that my sister got caught up watching jerry springer and forgot about the food under the grill; I then headed back to bed and left my sister to clean the blackened kitchen tiles with a toothbrush.

My old primary school is haunted, it's a catholic school that use to be run by nuns about 60 years ago. The cloak rooms and the toilets were down the stairs in the basement and at the end of a really long corridor; on many an occasion I have seen figures moving at the end of the corridor and heard banging and screaming from behind the wall.

Also the town library is built on top of the old hanging tree, and one winter night just before closing I was wandering around, looking to see if there was anything I wanted to check out. I heard this loud creeking sound behind me and turned to see three books fly off the shelf and land on the table in the middle of the room. As you can imagen I quickly made for the door, taking my book of the occult with me.

excellent...

my army has arrived

Care to explain

If you've been married three times and still have the same in-laws.

you might be a redneck.

If your sister is the third generation of women in your family to coneive a baby as a result of an alien abduction.

you might be a redneck.

If you think possum is "other white meat"

you might be a redneck.

If the centerpiece on your dinning room table is an original signed work by a famous taxidermist

you might be a redneck.

If you think safe sex is having a padded headboard

you might be a redneck.

If you believe "dual air bags" refer to your wife and mother-in-law

you might be a redneck.

If the Halloween pumpkin on your front porch has more teeth than your wife

you might be a redneck.

If the billboard that says "SAY NO TO CRACK" reminds you to pull up your jeans

you might be a redneck.

If your childs first words were "ATTENTION K-MART SHOPPERS!"

you might be a redneck.

NASCAR

non athletic sport created around rednecks.

seagulls

I've now taken to shooting them with bb guns from the bedroom window.

I'd make full use of my cabinet of weapons.

My violent psychotic nature.

oh, and my eyeliner.

A bottle of Jack.

Doesn't quite have the same comedy value without the flash or even the music.

And spot the sad case who typed it all out!

I didn't type it out, but just for you:

Fat and docile, big and dumb

They look so stupid, they aren't much fun

Cows aren't fun

They eat to grow, they grow to die

They die to be met at the hamburger fry

Cows well done

Nobody thunk it, nobody knew

No one imagined the great cow guru

Cows are one

He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal

He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary veal

Cow Tse Tongue

He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred

He felt like an outcast, alone, in the herd.

Cow doldrums

He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die

Cows gathered around, cause the stakes were so high

Bad cow pun

But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate

Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate

Cows are bummed

He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy

No one suspected he was packing Uzi

Cows with guns

They came with a needle to stick in his thigh

He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye

Cow well hung

Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door

Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor

Run cows run!

He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay

We are free roving bovines, we run free today

We will fight for bovine freedom

And hold our large heads high

We will run free with the Buffalo, or die...

Cows with guns

They crashed the gate in a great stampede

Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed

Cows have fun

Sixty police cars were piled in a heap

Covered in cow pies, covered up deep

Much cow dung

Black smoke rising, darkening the day

Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way

We will fight for bovine freedom

And hold our large heads high

We will run free with the Buffalo, or die

Cows with guns

The President said "Enough is Enough!

These uppity cattle, its time to get tough"

Cow dung flung

The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief

Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef

Cows on buns

The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed

They mooed their last moos,

they chewed their last hay

Cows out gunned

The order was given, turn cows to whoppers

Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers

But on the horizon, surrounding the shoppers

Came the deafening roar, of chickens, in choppers!

We will fight for bovine freedom

And hold our large heads high

We will run free with the Buffalo, or die

Cows with guns