Wednesday, 17 January 2007

BANG!


I only tapped her on the shoulder to ask if she wanted a coffee and she spontaneously combusted.



She could've just said 'No, thanks'.


Silly cow always has to be centre of attention...
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19 comments:

  1. Tim17 January, 2007 08:52

    Good grief! Whatever will you do with the legs?!

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  2. Anonymous17 January, 2007 13:31

    It looks like she spontaneously combusted at the muff!

    *shocked*

    I bet that stung!

    Serves her right for rubbing it so often.

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  3. The Mistress17 January, 2007 13:36

    Pass me a pointed stick and a bag of marshmallows.

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  4. CyberPete17 January, 2007 17:41

    Good heavens!

    I suppose she didn't coffee then?

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  5. CyberPete17 January, 2007 17:42

    want, I suppose she didn't want coffee then?

    That's more like it.

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  6. Inexplicable DeVice17 January, 2007 17:52

    Tim: I'm going to attach a brush to one, and a pan to the other. Then I can sweep up her charred remains.

    P&T: Hahhahhhehahahe hahaeeehahh hahehhahhehhah hahheh hahheahheahaha
    Every time I read your comment I lapse into fits of laughter!

    Heh heh. Muff.

    MJ: * passes them over * Don't eat too many and get sick, now.

    Cyberpete: I suppose not. Although, thinking about it, she always did prefer tea...

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  7. skillz17 January, 2007 18:48

    those legs remind me of Kareem Abdul Jabar in that Bruce Lee film.

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  8. Frobisher17 January, 2007 19:17

    Anything interesting in her handbag?

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  9. Inexplicable DeVice17 January, 2007 19:41

    Skillz: I don't know who that is (in my head, I sound like Agnes Skinner. I don't quite know why?).

    Frobi: Rennie Deflatine and half her head...

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  10. Tickersoid17 January, 2007 21:18

    I hate it when that happens.

    Oh btw, Ed has finally made it into my blog.

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  11. Anonymous17 January, 2007 22:36

    You want to watch which finger you use to do the tapping.

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  12. Dinah17 January, 2007 23:09

    this reminds me of Calvin and Hobbes but I can't put my finger exactly on why.

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  13. Anonymous17 January, 2007 23:16

    This happens to me all the time - it might be to do with aftershave, excessive farting or spirit posession!.

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  14. Anonymous17 January, 2007 23:17

    Maybe this is what pocket fire extinguishers are suppossed to be for?

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  15. Snooze18 January, 2007 03:20

    My goodness. She could have been more considerate and not have put her sooty remains all over the walls.

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  16. Miss Smuggersham18 January, 2007 08:39

    That'll learn her for lighting her methane ejaculations.

    Jesus Christ - is that picture real? I can feel a nerd research session on wikipedia comin'up for the T-Bird. Just don't tell Kenickie and Danny.

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  17. Inexplicable DeVice19 January, 2007 07:47

    Tickers: Ooh, I'll pop right over...

    Qenny: I'm now wondering if it was indeed my flamethrower finger?

    Dinah: Perhaps Calvin would like the same thing to happen to Suzie?

    Mutley: You must go through a lot of clothes. As for the spirit possession - I can help you there - I'll be glad to take any bottles of gin off your hands...

    Snooze: I know. Selfish cow. Never thinking of the consequences.

    T-Bird: Luckily the follow-through was flammable, too, otherwise the opposite wall would've been just as... soiled.

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  18. Unknown19 January, 2007 12:28

    I hate drama queens too!

    When someone asks if I want a coffee, I mearly give myself leathal injection so i dont cause a fuss

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  19. Inexplicable DeVice19 January, 2007 13:00

    How thoughtful of you, I_B

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