Salka

Oath? More like what a dumbheaded dumbface, if I ever meet you I'm going to spread marmite on your face and it'll be really hard to wash off especially if it gets in your hair

The pun in your thread title is fucking terrible. Pun? More like fucking bollocks attempt at a pun That said, I remember my boyfriend gave up on Trauma Centre for ages because of some super-difficult-ninja operation...

"Daddy can I have a horse?"

You don't need a myspace account

That doesn't count because it wasn't voluntary. Oh man think of 'consoles' like Gizmondo and N-gage... I wonder what percentage of the total number of people that ever played those were testers... Man I used to love hiding in the toilets at work and playing Black Bean.... or Jap Bean... or whatever it was called, on my old old old Nokia...

Yes. I played Prince of Persia: Sands of Time. And completed it. On my Motorola V-something when I had to take the bus to school every day.

I like the sound Nick makes when I axe his head to pieces.

Mine will be Lili!!! :) it will say, "mew! meow!" and it will be so cute that everyone who meets it will just explode ASKLDhgfALSKhgALkdgalsdkgjh like that

What the fuck?!?? Spaff love cats... murderer

Once, I got a little kitten. My little sister wanted to call it: 'Lovely' 'Sweetheart' 'Precious' 'Darling' When I reported this to Spaff, he immediately told me to call the cat 'Cunt'. Or... wait, did *I* tell my sister to call it that? Either way, Spaff probably encouraged me

I had the weirdest day ever. I know you won't believe me, since I am a notorious liar. Believe me, I wouldn't bother lying about any of this... I'd come up with something shorter and more clever-sounding. Um, I'll start by saying: I went into work this morning. It seemed like an ordinary morning until Kiera Knightley phoned. As in, ACTUAL Kiera Knightley, not just somebody else called that. That was pretty remarkable. The person she wanted to speak to is the MIRROR IMAGE of Dame Judy Dench... but was sadly not available for Ms Knightley to speak to. After Kiera hung up, a guy called 'David Jones' called. At this point, I began to suspect I was having a really weird day. Then, as I was walking back to work after lunch, some chavs in a car got bored. They were stuck in traffic and decided to throw eggs at people on the street and hurl abuse at them. Not really clever considering that they were stuck in traffic with their windows open... I wish somebody had punched them in the face. Anyway, in case they decided to throw eggs on me, I took a stone out of my bag. Yeah I had a stone in my bag... I'd been at the beach last week... I like stones. Oh man long story short they threw eggs at me, I threw a stone at their car, their back window broke, and we stood there hurling abuse at each other, and then they drove away quickly because some other people (also chavs) that they had egged were going to beat them up. That's weird because I don't generally lose my temper like that... or get randomly attacked on the street by strangers. But I broke their window so I win. Then I got back to work and apologised for being late, but some chavs had caused trouble down the road. A manager took me aside and asked me to refrain from using the term 'chavs' as some of the people at work may feel offended by it. !!!!! It's only 6pm, there's still plenty of time for random, weird stuff to happen. I'm scared. I don't want to go outside. I think I'll just go to bed

Hey, paddy! Don't be jealous just because I've escaped Ireland and you haven't!! You fucking fenian git! (as my dad used to call me whilst beating me and beating me and beating me) .... Current mood: sadness Listening to: The Smiths

the window didn't BREAK break, it just has a massive crack... ... and why yes I will become famous one day....

A chav is the kind of cunt that drives down a street throwing eggs at people and saying things like... well, for instance, what occured in my case... 'Hey,' screamed the ugly fat redhead from her car, 'me mate wants your number!' I ignored her. Her 'mate' was ugly. 'WELL HE DIDN'T WANT IT ANYWAY BECAUSE YOU'RE UGLY!!!' she screamed in delight, and drove a bit further on (delayed by traffic). 'Hey, excuse me!' she said to an old lady with a walking stick. 'asdfkahsdfasdf' the old lady said (probably) 'Do you want a hand?' 'mumblemumble' said the old lady (most likely) 'WE WEREN'T GONNA GIVE YOU OINE ANYWAY!!!' screamed the fat girl. And threw some eggs at the old lady from her window. That's a chav. I guess an accurate description is... someone who is antisocial and a cunt and a complete ugly inbred wanker with no job and nothing better to do than make other people miserable and beat up smaller people and make dramas for themselves and shit like that? I dunno...

imagine waking up and finding me looking at you, with that expression frozen on my face... forever... and ever... and ever...

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA fuckers

OMG it has just been confirmed that the rumours are true!!!!! !!!! !!!!! YAYAYAYAYYY!!!! :woohoo: :woohoo:

Not to be crude, but... You can take that any way you want. (I know how I like to take it.) This is getting out of hand ¬¬¬. I need Ginger...

Okay, nobody is allowed to harrass anybody else for what games they're playing... ¬¬ I randomly decided to play FFVIII today, actually. I'm quite enjoying my current task of defeating 22 Tonberries in order to piss off the King of Tonberries ¬¬¬¬ Also I just defeated Odin in two minutes, he didn't even get a chance to hit me once... loser... there are no new games on console that particularly interest me right now, so later I'll probably start a Resident Evil game I haven't completed... there are two, somewhere... but I'm sort of torn because I'm going to cornwall for a week and I won't be able to bring the GameCube... so I don't want to start playing something that I'll be addicted to and crave all next week... I'm so torn...

Yeah I'm not getting defensive. I'm just pointing out an error in your sanity. Spaff's not your boyfriend. I know it hurts now, but you'll get over it. One day you'll find another man, one who will return your love and give you bumbum sex. Until then, I'm afraid this constant lusting after Spaff is going to have to stop. You're not doing yourself any favours by remaining so hung up over him.

Sure

I think we'd all like to live in Spaff's pants, really (especially Nick). Unfortunately, given the magnitude of what's already in there, I just don't think there's enough room left.

Nick is jealous that he didn't get into Spaff's pants last night.