1000 posts for the fruitcake from OZ.
Still no idea if you're a bloke or a lass - all I know is you're barmier than Barmy Barry McNuts, the one-shoed whistling madman.
Whatever the hell you are, I've brought some bubbly (it ain't nicked) and some pickles and gravy (nicked, they had nowt else) - and I invite the patrons of QZ (except twat Baer) to fill their boots and toast your health.
*Cracks open Champers. Hits dancefloor. Clutches chest. Farts. Passes out*
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Congrats!!
*stumbles over Flashman on her way to the bar*
*stumbles over Flashman on her way to the bar*
lol Congrats IGSM :D
*makes way to bar*
*makes way to bar*
Congrats iGSM
Bar? Me want.
Yay for iGSM, that crazy nut.
"Is this a party or what - where's the cake?!" ;^)
Up Dark's arse. God damn and blast the crappy post memory retention on this thing ;)
*pushes way to the front of the bar whilst having a rifle through Flashman's wallet*
*steals flashmans wallet from archie and runs away.*
Correction
*steals Flashman's empty wallet and runs away*
Drinks are on Archie folks!
*steals Flashman's empty wallet and runs away*
Drinks are on Archie folks!
*hides her wallet*
*serves the drinks*
Doubles all round!
Doubles all round!
I've never been so suprised in my life! Apart from that time I spontaneously combusted at the Wine And Nibbles Klub (commonly known as WANK)
Anyway here's a quick timeline of me at Queenzone.
Wednesday, May 28, 2003: Joins up to Queenzone.
Wednesday, May 28, 2003: Makes first post, but doesn't appear. Is scarred for life.
Thursday, May 20, 2004: Writes a timeline of self at Queenzone.
I think we should all share stories of me and how much of a joke I am.
Oh, I'm a bloke too..no bloketteness for me...well not anymore.
Anyway here's a quick timeline of me at Queenzone.
Wednesday, May 28, 2003: Joins up to Queenzone.
Wednesday, May 28, 2003: Makes first post, but doesn't appear. Is scarred for life.
Thursday, May 20, 2004: Writes a timeline of self at Queenzone.
I think we should all share stories of me and how much of a joke I am.
Oh, I'm a bloke too..no bloketteness for me...well not anymore.
Serving alcohol to minors now, aren't you? It's okay, I won't tell anyone my real age...