The Fish

can't stop the rain

Robin Hood : Men in Tights The best Robin Hood film ever. Fact. "I challenge you to a duel" thwap "I accept"((>CLANG<)) Mel Brooks is genius

doesn't know how bored I am

must be doing an incredibly shoddy degree if the title of the essay contains the word "banter"

dislikes valid arguments on the grounds that they lead to the conviction he's been so merrily avoiding

no mate it won't be the Uni blocking messenger, it'll be the hotmail service itself. He'll be fine in a couple of hours. or he could always get on with some bloody work and stop trying to convince pre-pubscent girls to "go on cam" durdy bech

hotmail might just be down try connecting and hit the "Troubleshooter" bit, if that doesn't work go to the Hotmail home site.

had, by me, been labelled a Toy Factory fan

should be informed that last night I destroyed myself, but dragged myself into University for a 9.00 lecture only to be told by the sickly sweet aide that, "oh not this week love, next week" I might cry

guesses he should give it, give it a little more tiiiime

Reuben- too fast, too dangerous... or Racecar is Racecar backwards Engerica (can't remember their album name)

went all gung ho at christmas ... too many dj's for my liking

enjoys nothing more than a good steak slapped across his lower back while a Voodoo priest rubs his crotch in Sammynb's face muttering the words to "God Save the Queen" in Hindu

should be trumpeted as the bringer of light, the harbinger of joy and the purveyor of potato chips

should be aware that no other human, or eart dwelling creature that I can think of has luminous poo

pooed in a hungarian mollusc foundation's charity box

is khaylie minogue

would be wise to wear very VERY dark glasses if he was to walk past my sister, the flares around an eclipse can blind!

You'd be quite attractive yourself if you had a head, body and personality transplant 32714[/snapback] I knew you fancied me!

the ginger one would be stunning if she had a good nose job

Drug Fiend!!! 32346[/snapback] well it's the only logical way I could actually finish a race... so I guess you're right.

should know I'm now studying Psychology, Sociology AND Philosophy I reckon if I stack enough bollocks in my head, I'll be able to erase the memory of my sister and her fiance with their cans out, his were bigger than hers... and she's a ... ahem... whey she's a tad overweight shall we say...

has a fairly casualy relationship with grammar

me beating a small chinese guy in a long race, but instead of just the long race, the other racers dropped out when the allotted distance was covered me and the chinese guy kept going until one of us dropped... he gave up and I ran off to celebrate with my running coach, Mr Samuel L Jackson. weird.

has made me wonder how he has information purtaining to my sexual congress with the big red bouncy momma ball?