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Why don’t you just fuck right off, you wheel trim stealing, permy headed, shell suit wearing dole scrounger?

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:lol: For a starters, I want to know where you get off with all this googling? What, you think gathering information and considering it before you post makes you better than us, eh? Why can’t you just make up stuff to fit your argument like everyone else? Makes me sick.

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@Touchy Owen wrote:

I have a real ‘tip’ but I’m not sharing yet! :twisted:

I’ve decided, not being one to stand out from the crowd, that I am going to pick on you for a bit. :D

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Make your mind up, Owen. You said you had a fifteen year old daughter on t’other thread. :-s

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:lol: Or what about that one where, at the end a mouse gets out of his top pocket and shouts Yeah! And bring your fucking mates as well! That one cracks me up.

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Is this going to be that one where at the end the bloke says no, it says ‘welcome to Jamaica’? I love that one. :D

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:lol: PB’s not going to like this.

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You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, “Who is that man?”
You try so hard
But you don’t understand
Just what you’ll say
When you get home

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You raise up your head
And you ask, “Is this where it is?”
And somebody points to you and says
“It’s his”
And you say, “What’s mine?”
And somebody else says, “Where what is?”
And you say, “Oh my God
Am I here all alone?”

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, “How does it feel
To be such a freak?”
And you say, “Impossible”
As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations

You’ve been with the professors
And they’ve all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You’ve been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books
You’re very well read
It’s well known

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, “Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan”

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word “NOW”
And you say, “For what reason?”
And he says, “How?”
And you say, “What does this mean?”
And he screams back, “You’re a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home”

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin’ around
You should be made
To wear earphones

Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Bob Dylan ~ Ballad of a Thin Man

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:lol: I’m not watching it – that’s the point! It does look good on the trailers, though.

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@Jooly wrote:

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Pikey you forgot to mix it with tobacco again didn’t ya :lol: :lol:

Have I ever showed you my Elton John pics, Jooly? :D

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