Y’Know this isn’t really too far off from some previous Inigo threads. [thread=430497]1[/thread] [thread=433154]2[/thread] [thread=434011]3[/thread] [thread=417094]4[/thread]
And enjoy(ed) every one. Are these all scheming co-workers?
Brilliant. I suggest we continue to use this until TBTB give in and incorporate the smiley I did for them five bloody years ago!
BTW, when I was in the Philippines back in 1994, I was told that, at street food stalls, chicken feet were known as “Adidas”, and chicken heads were called “Walkman”, and those horrid things were called “Nike”.
(shrugs) It is what it is.
Nope, them are my babies. Skipper doesn’t like my babies. He eats my babies. Like … balut. This not my baby, is bastard child of cow-orker who has an e-mail to RVP locked and loaded on his desktop. Next time I hits send butn.
Thank you. I aim to please.
And Mindfield, you are an artist! Bravo! (or brava? I don’t know your gender, sorry)
it’s only knock and knowall, but I like it…
http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/It-lyrics-Genesis/5A46F25B4C6DD0C4482569600013CF32
It depends on what the definition of is is. :smack:
My spew is yours.
This may be one of the more bizarre things I’ve heard in a good while. I really don’t want to know what I’d get if I ordered Keds.
Thank you. And it was chunder as only a man could produce.