Discussion in 'United Kingdom' started by Lord-Swag, Mar 16, 2001.
Too late -- already did.
*Psst MOT you're using the wrong name
I'll drink what I want god dammit whether it's a fine port or some young harlot spreading her cheeks and giving the face the old drain the main vein...
//thinks for a second
Well if that's not enough to get the old gentleman out and give him a quick bout of Patsy Palmer and her five daughters then you're obviously only 'half' a man!!
What the holy feck >>?!
slaps ego with glove
you sir are nothing but a scoundrel, a duel i say to rectify this unjust slur on my self
Spendid...and if one of us doesn't die..
it will still be a bloody good laugh..
//Pulls out sword
on guard my good sir...lets see the size of your prick
-- pulls up a rock and sits down to watch the upcoming duel --
//pulls out pistol
verrily Ego, i dont play by the rules
//starts taking pot shots at the cad.
This should be fun.
Who wants some popcorn?
*Poodu nudges Soggy*..someone has watched Indiana Jones too much
//Ego stands his ground...every bullet misses or goes wide...
Bah Swag..your either a lousy shot..or my good man..you're firing blanks..
Now my work mates definately think I'm loosing it!
Swag and Ego are both Jaffas!
\\pops a couple of rounds at CA for the slur
Sir, you shall be loodied by my hand for that insult
\\draws sword and approaches CA
*shoots Swag between the eyes with his DL-44*
*blows smoke from the muzzle*
Now you're just getting silly...these threads are fun until then...
This is the best entertainment I've had all morning.
LOL, deluded or what
Bah...leave him be Swag
The peasant is a half-wit...he'll be in stocks before the day is out....
Now you cad...lets dance the merry ballet of death..
have at theeeeeeeeee you curr!!
*Poodu nudges cass and soggy* I wonder if this will turn into the Black Knight sketch from Holy Grail soon!
//The clink of steel on steel. both duelist are extrodinary swordmen as they are womanising drinking cads..
I says Swag is that a new blade you have there...It look's like it's meant for a lady..
Twas made by the blacksmith nuns of Wolverhampton, They prepared it whilst I was servicing them. Sharp as a razor and as strong as my chap at attention, and just as long.
I say, you fight like a child what what what