The Queen of Warrington

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predicament/Dipper cnut

fecking genius mate!

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Plech, I am impressed and amused!

I could've written something like that, but I went to the pub.

What do you do?
 
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predicament/Dipper cnut

fecking genius mate!

:D Cheers man, I was concerned that one was slightly ropey...

Are you cnuts seeing it correctly aligned? I had it centred, but then when I logged on on a different computer, it was all misaligned, with lines overspilling...
 
Plech, you've surpassed yourself.

“Boa tarde,” said the nauseating link-man,
(Which means ‘Good evening’, not ‘The snake’s a spastic’);
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They trooped back in, lamenting, “Just our luck,
The Sign’s been on the roof the whole time! Shit!
Damn it, bloody hell, this sodding sucks,
Cocking wanking frigging twatting tit;
cnuting arses, bollocks, bugger, feck,
Pissing bastard quimflaps, cockbiscuit…”
Thus did the gang express their sad regrets,
Like MacEnroe, in traffic, with Tourettes.

Pissing bastard quimflaps, cockbiscuit! :lol:

O whitest Snow, how black you are at heart!
(That’s racist); for you make the dreary world
A blank new canvass, primed for vibrant art,
A virgin future, flawlessly unfurled;
A second chance at childhood! A fresh start!
But then you melt, and back our souls are hurled
To jobs and duties, borrowings and spendings,
And council-tax, and shopping-lists, and endings.

I think Lord Byron himself might have been proud of this. He was a gay fecker after all.

When I was just a tiny boy, my mum
Once took me up a hill, upon a sledge;
So far, so good. She then did something dumb,
And left me free, to slide over the edge;
I slammed into a tree, and broke my thumb -
I’m fortunate I wasn’t left a veg;
Why did she leave me? So that she could natter
To some daft bint, re shit that doesn’t matter.

Now you're getting all autobiographical. I can understand your angst. What with being almost murdered by your mother and having part of your knob chopped off.

Creamed David Seaman, as a kind of pun
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Yuletide greetings to you and yours and a suggestion for a New Year's Resolution - you should be getting paid for this stuff!
 
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Absolute class. The man can't hang doors, or feed himself, without arsing it up, but he's an absolute genius at creating huge rhyming stories about weirdos he met on an internet forum.

Top stuff

I had to read it in fecking stages mind, due to it being so long
 
This kind of stuff makes all the shit threads of "Central midfield" or "FCUM vs. MUFC" worthwhile.


Fantastic reading Plech, got better and better as it went on. Genius.
 
I didn't read it, was it good?

Did like the cameo roll of the Olympic Ihni binni dimi diniwiny anitaime in the group fotos though
 
Jesus :lol:

That is brilliant, and not just cos I sort of get a mention via my missus's snow/death obsession.

"She walks in Bootle" :D

Too good.
 
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"When proud youth shrivels, and Viagra calls,
I’ll join the spray o’er high Niagara Falls................."
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..Genius!
Should be adapted for Ch4 with Ian Mckellen narrating and starring.... ???
(but that's another thread)
 
It's shit like this that makes this place the best forum on the Internet, Punto.

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Plech you truly are the king of forumosphere funny cnuts.
 
I'm not reading all that

However, I'm prepared to advance Pletch the following green smilies, on reputation alone

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I can't say fairer than that....
 
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Plech, you are without doubt a genius . . . mad, but nonetheless a genius.

I salute you . . . but you obviously have too much time on your hands.

Thank you anyway . . . laughed my balls off, and now I've got to go and find them. ;)
 
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