1000 Post Club

[alchemist]

If that happened, I think I'd just wait for the 2,000 post club to open.

[Clansman]

Originally Posted by alchemist

Yes, my time has come. I look forward to the delicious food and dancing girls.

I await.....

Have you posted a piece for critique? The Judge imposed this on her own motion some time ago, and everyone more or less agreed (thank goodness I was grandfathered at the time!).

*Clansman turtles, expecting puns from the Bear*

[Gary Compton]

Originally Posted by Ursa major

Gary keeps promising - though promising isn't the word I'd use, and for two different and perfectly valid reasons - to gives us a twirl or two, but I doubt that would fit the bill.

I'm not a girl but if you want I'll do it, you might even find me attractive but please don't kiss me as I might have the remnants of last nigts kebab lurking in me tash

[Parson]

The Parson digs deeper into his hole. He's not sure he wants to see any of this!!

[Gary Compton]

Sorry Parson please ask God to forgive me. And while you have his attention will you ask him to sort my life out!

[Parson]

Originally Posted by Gary Compton

Sorry Parson please ask God to forgive me. And while you have his attention will you ask him to sort my life out!

Anyone who asks is forgiven. Be at peace.

Now as for your life, It's already sorted out. It's up to you to live it. Difficulties and tribulation in life refine a person into something more than s/he would be without them.

(Parson is done with his 2 bit sermon. Hears Spock repeating "Live long and prosper.)

[Ursa major]

Originally Posted by Gary Compton

...as I might have the remnants of last nigts kebab lurking in me tash

I can see you're doing your best to look like a canny lass, Gary, but the world is confusing enough as it is without you muddying the waters.

[Clansman]

Originally Posted by Ursa major

I can see you're doing your best to look like a canny lass, Gary, but the world is confusing enough as it is without you muddying the waters.

Hear, hear!

or there?


Aaaargh. I don't know what I'm doin'.

[Gary Compton]

After my chat with Parson, I saw a blinding white light at my place as I was getting a can of Stella from me lager cellar.

It built and built into a bearded man wearing a white shawl. He said, 'It's time my son.'

I knew immediately what he meant, it was ten to eleven and the chinky's shut in ten minutes.

No sorry I digress. I knew it was time to change my banter.

I am too common for this club and offer myself up to be thrown out on the grounds of bringing the clubs reputation into disrepute.

I am sorry for letting everyone down

[alchemist]

Originally Posted by Gary Compton

After my chat with Parson, I saw a blinding white light at my place as I was getting a can of Stella from me lager cellar.

I suspect your fridge is leaking CFCs.

Originally Posted by Clansman

Have you posted a piece for critique? The Judge imposed this on her own motion some time ago, and everyone more or less agreed (thank goodness I was grandfathered at the time!).

Oh yes, the first thing I did. I can relax for another 900ish posts.

[Interference]

Clear the decks!

incoming!!

[alchemist]

Are the women coming?

Quick, put the calendar in the drawer.

[Interference]

Perhaps, if we keep very, very quiet....

[Parson]

Originally Posted by Gary Compton

After my chat with Parson, I saw a blinding white light at my place as I was getting a can of Stella from me lager cellar.

It built and built into a bearded man wearing a white shawl. He said, 'It's time my son.'

I knew immediately what he meant, it was ten to eleven and the chinky's shut in ten minutes.

I assume that the light went out when when the first of the take away food was ordered.

(I refuse to use chinky as a noun.)

[Clansman]

No, the light went out when he closed the fridge door.