Yes, I could tell that you were rather biased. But that's ok, because I didn't say anything against it in the first place. I'm just horribly depressed at my ignorance.
oooh, theres an english test, I'm missing everything at the moment, I've got to finish this term - roll on thursday night. But its none stop work till then and then I get to come on here as per usual, not good, I have to read about 4 pages of every thread to catch up - argh! I hate work... Whats wrong with honesty?
There's nothing wrong with honesty. It's just that it made me depressed that much more quickly. I don't like being depressed. Say legoman, do you think you could be my English tutor....PLEASE! *Looks at him with pleading eyes* I have humiliated myself......maybe you can help me repair the damage....
why do you guys need english tutors? Whats wrong with your english? Whats so good about mine? I'm honest, am I depressing? Oh dear, I don't like the way this is going... so who likes lined paper?
I just want an ENGLISH English tutor. To teach me to be English. And he has to be an English English tutor becuase then he is an English tutor of English nationality. Plus if I figured that with an English English tutor it'd be fun to hear him give lessons and I could snog him on breaks. Anyway, that's pretty much how Snaga and I met.
So you keep telling us...lol. I'm really not sure our accents are all that brilliant you know, its just english. I think you go over the top a bit there.
No no they ARE brilliant! I totally love your accents! Snaga's soo confused that the "novelty" of his accent hasn't worn off. I told him it never would.
Lucky him. Haha, you're all mad, the lot of you, all you accent loving americans. Quite insane. I'm so happy for you.
why? why are you happy for me, I have done nothing to warrant this wanton happying... Hey where Nimawae gotto, I have heard from her in ages!
Legsieman, Snaga suggested I sing you the song I texted him earlier today. It's funny. He thought you'd appreciate it. "I love you, baby. I love the way that you walk. I love you, baby. I love the way that you talk. I really like it when you call my name. *imitates girly voice* Hey, Braky-Waky. Oh-oh, I like your sister. I like your Aunt Louise. I like your doggie. Hey! I even like his fleas! I really like it when you tickle me-he-he-he-he-he-he-he...STOP IT!!!! *doop doo doop doo doop doo* Somebody left a caaake, out in the rain. OH NO!!! I was gonna eat that cake! But now it's all wet and I don't think I want any! We could get married. Just the two of us! And you could get a job driving a school bus. I love you baby! Will you marry me? You don't have to decide right away. Think it over. Who's it gonna hurt? Hey, where ya goin?"
hehe, thats great, who's that by??? hehe. I like the tickling bit, hehe. I'll have to type the words to 'lah-di-dah' at some point, you'll love that, some nice english language in that, oh and it was snaga's favourite off that tape I made for tookish which we played on the edinburgh trip.
It's from Space Ghost. It's sung by Space Ghost's sidekick Brak. It's funny! Go to http://www.adultswim.com/shows/spaceghost/index.html for other stuff.
Hey thats the guy you used to have as an avatar. it all makes sense now. cool. I forgot to look out for those lyrics, I'll get them soon.
Yeah, he used to be my avatar... But more because I have his logo saved on my sucky Space Ghost page than anything else. I was desperate for an avatar. My Space Ghost Page
Gary is out walking in the a part of the Shire he hasn't been down for quite a while. The sun is bright and high in the cloudless sky, the air is lazy and warm. Small flying insects fly around annoying Gary intensly. Paying as little heed to the midges as need be, he notices out of the corner of his eye, the old clubhouse. He hasn'y been there for a long, long time. Wandering over he hopes the old gang are still there and, more importantly had they had any news of Bagcrumble, whom Gary hadn't seen since the duck went off a chicken. As he gets closer he sees the front door is off one hinge and flayling gently in the breeze. Cob webs cover the porch. He stops. To his dismay he realises the place has been abandoned. 'Too bad' he thinks and wonders over to the very window that Kit Baggins once carefully poured a cold cup of tea onto him out of. And peers in. The place is empty ramshackled a gang of cochroaches where assembled near the fireplace, appearing to make plans. Just as he was about to turn away and go he notices a bottle sticking out the side of the sofa and decides to investigate. He goes in. The air is not as bad as he thought, the constant breeze has kept it kind of fresh. So he sits down and picks up the bottle. 'A half full bottle of vodka' he exclaims and pours himself a drink. 'Aahh I remember this place' As he slowly gets drunk, and more incoherrent, he reminiscences. 'Trying to convince Elbereth to eat a special muffin ' 'Taking Truor down the offy' 'All that trouble with the place burning down ' 'Legoman's guitar' 'Wink murder' Gary promtly falls asleep.
Truor shows up just because I happen to love this old place. "Hey, is there any fish in that vodka? Wait. What happened to this place? The last time I was here, so was legoman and tookish and Wonko! It was finally destroyed? That's too bad. Are you awake or not?"
