A Møøse once bit my sister …
No realli! She was Karving her initials on the møøse
with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush given
her by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and
star of many Norwegian møvies: “The Høt Hands of an Oslo
Dentist”, “Fillings of Passion”, “The Huge Mølars of Horst
Nordfink”.
We apologise for the fault in the
subtitles. Those responsible have been
sacked.
Mynd you, møøse bites Kan be pretty nasti…
Look at the bones!
DON’T call me Eddie Baby…
What about Frank?
Good evening. I’d like to talk to you tonight about the place of the nude in my bed … um … in the history of my bed … of art, of art, I’m sorry. The place of the nude in the history of tart… call-girl… I’m sorry. I’ll start again… Bum … oh what a giveaway. The place of the nude in art.
The official result of the World Hide-and-Seek:
Mr Don Roberts from Hinckley, Leicestershire, 11 years, 2 months, 26 days, 9 hours, 3 minutes, 27 seconds.
Mr Francisco Huron, Paraguay, 11 years, 2 months, 26 days, 9 hours, 3 minutes, 27 seconds.
The result - a tie.
A tie! Well what a fantastic result. Well the replay will start tomorrow at 7.30 a.m.
It’s a man’s life at the SDMB!
Well, you’d better cut down a little then.
[sub](Note the huge-breasted typist in the background.)[/sub]
-Tygr, “…a bouquet like an aborigine’s armpit.”
(knock, knock)
“Are you through in there?”
(Tchaikovsky concerto begins to play))
What’s interesting in this thread is that the mix of posters in it is comprised of some of the brightest minds on the SDMB, along with a hearty leavening of some of the dimmest.
“Oh, it’s the meek! Blessed are the meek! Oh, that’s nice, isn’t it? I’m glad they’re getting something, 'cause they have a hell of a time”
or if that doesn’t work, try Fawlty Towers
“It’s only a model.”
Crucifixion’s a dawdle!
and now…
A man with a tape recorder up his brother’s nose…
I’m not dead, yet!
Wenn ist das nunstuck git und slottermeyer. Ja! Beierhund das oder die flipperwaldt gersput!
It was nice knowing y’all…
But I didn’t have the salmon mousse…
“Shhh-!”
He’s pinin’ for the fjords.
His metabolic processes are of interest only to historians.