"I used to buy my chips from an oppressive chip shop regime....

The girl who worked there, she seemed happy,
But I knew it was not what it seemed.

"Do you want salt and vinegar"
was what they made her say,
But in the language of the ghetto,
That means "help, I'm a woman in chains"

I wanted to free her.
In my dreams I would see her.
Running naked through the woods round Rainham,
if I had some tigers I'd train them.....
to protect her,
from the sexual fascism that was lurking,
round the gherkins.

I'd lean across the counter and we would talk,
I carved her name "Debbie" on a little wooden fork.
But into the shop came a skinhead gang,
and snatched the fork from my hand.

Debbie, she looked at me,
to assert my masculinity.
I said "Oy!",
they said "What?",
I said "Nothing..." "

"I'm waiting in the cold when the bell begins to Chime, reflecting on my past life and it dosent have much time, Cause at 5 oclock they Take me to the Gallows Pollllllllllllllllllllle.............."

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Originally posted by §P0oONY
The girl who worked there, she seemed happy,
But I knew it was not what it seemed.

"Do you want salt and vinegar"
was what they made her say,
But in the language of the ghetto,
That means "help, I'm a woman in chains"

I wanted to free her.
In my dreams I would see her.
Running naked through the woods round Rainham,
if I had some tigers I'd train them.....
to protect her,
from the sexual fascism that was lurking,
round the gherkins.

I'd lean across the counter and we would talk,
I carved her name "Debbie" on a little wooden fork.
But into the shop came a skinhead gang,
and snatched the fork from my hand.

Debbie, she looked at me,
to assert my masculinity.
I said "Oy!",
they said "What?",
I said "Nothing..." "

😂 😂

Nice...

I dont get it 🙁

I was alone my heart was cold it was a stone,
my soul was lonely like a stone - there was no moss.
And when I danced I danced alone but then I did not dance
because I *was* alone. So I did not dance.

I shuffled through life invisible to all the happy couples who would mock
me with their merry laughter – “ha-ha-ha”.
The only sound I heard in my lonely silent world was the rusty hammer of my heart nailing at the hatred in my soul.

But then you came,
and my life was turned upside down.
You showed me the beauty of the things that I had never seen.
Like a snowflake that melts on the eyelash of a startled deer.
Or the painting of a dog that wears a deerstalker and
smokes a pipe that made you laugh so heartily,
but I had previously thought was rubbish.

Or the duck that lands so clumsily on a frozen pond in winter
but the intoxicating power of our love transforms this simple act into an
Anthropomorphic drama where Mr. Duck’s embarrassed and the other ducks are laughing (quack quack quack quack quack).

AND THEN YOU LEFT!
And I have died a thousand deaths and I will die a thousand more!
I thought you were an angel - you turned out to be a whore!
And everything has turned to dust! Everything is infected with the plague!

Why did you have to sleep with Craig?
"Oh he's so sensitive, he's got a tattoo."
Yeah, carving your name with a compass in my forehead was not enough for you!

The snow flake on the eye of the dear has turned to
puss that oozes from an open wound.
The deer now blind it stumbles into a ravine.

The duck lies shredded in a pancake,
soaking in the hoisin of your lies.

The dog has moved from the pipe to 60 cigarettes a day,
and coughs away his life in the cold neon research lab of your betrayal.
Of your betrayal...(fade)

SPOONY TELL JOKES THAT I GET! 😠

😆

Originally posted by §P0oONY
I was alone my heart was cold it was a stone,
my soul was lonely like a stone - there was no moss.
And when I danced I danced alone but then I did not dance
because I *was* alone. So I did not dance.

I shuffled through life invisible to all the happy couples who would mock
me with their merry laughter – “ha-ha-ha”.
The only sound I heard in my lonely silent world was the rusty hammer of my heart nailing at the hatred in my soul.

But then you came,
and my life was turned upside down.
You showed me the beauty of the things that I had never seen.
Like a snowflake that melts on the eyelash of a startled deer.
Or the painting of a dog that wears a deerstalker and
smokes a pipe that made you laugh so heartily,
but I had previously thought was rubbish.

Or the duck that lands so clumsily on a frozen pond in winter
but the intoxicating power of our love transforms this simple act into an
Anthropomorphic drama where Mr. Duck’s embarrassed and the other ducks are laughing (quack quack quack quack quack).

AND THEN YOU LEFT!
And I have died a thousand deaths and I will die a thousand more!
I thought you were an angel - you turned out to be a whore!
And everything has turned to dust! Everything is infected with the plague!

Why did you have to sleep with Craig?
"Oh he's so sensitive, he's got a tattoo."
Yeah, carving your name with a compass in my forehead was not enough for you!

The snow flake on the eye of the dear has turned to
puss that oozes from an open wound.
The deer now blind it stumbles into a ravine.

The duck lies shredded in a pancake,
soaking in the hoisin of your lies.

The dog has moved from the pipe to 60 cigarettes a day,
and coughs away his life in the cold neon research lab of your betrayal.
Of your betrayal...(fade)

😂 😂

Stop Laughing...It makes no sense......

"The horse, is a noble beast.
From the mustangs of the west,
to the stallions of the east.

But the horse has a distant cousin,
it lives I do not know where.
But it's message of racial harmony,
is one that we all can share.

Hats off to the zebras!
They are black and white,
but they don't fight,
cos they're not very good at it.

In a world of confusion,
we all need a sign.
If only we could live side by side,
like the stripes down a zebras spine.
Hats off to the zebras! Yeah!

The humble badger,
takes a sip of morning dew.
He's totally colourblind,
so he can't judge you.

But the badger is a dreamer,
the badger has a plan.
He knows that his destiny,
is to help his fellow man.

Hats off to the badger!
he is black and white,
but he doesn't fight,
except for mating rights and territory.

Black man and a white man,
both they need to shave.
United by the badger brush,
he's helping from beyond the grave.
Hat's off to the badger!

What about the tapier?
Half zebra, half pig,
Imagine the stig...ma,
But the tapier stands proud.
Hats off to the tapier!

Badgers and zebras,
Skunks, oh yeah.
Little Ring tailed limas,

Living together in harmony.
And if the killer whales can do it,
why can't we?

Tell me, tell me why can't we? "

Spoony I swear I'm about to smack you

Knock Knock..

Whos there? 😱

Broccoli

Cheese? I wanted cheesecry

Brocoli Who?

Originally posted by Sir Mist
Cheese? I wanted cheesecry

*Smacks Mist*

Originally posted by SlipknoT
Brocoli Who?

Broccoli doesn't have surname............... retard.

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