The World School of Outbee

[oh oooh]

Banana Fred threw half of the kid's fruit pastilles down a well. Later one of the parents approached him and asked him what had prompted such a stupid move. He said it was 'the best outcome'. So the parent threw him down the well too.

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when CATBEEF arrived everybody scarpered


'Adam's out', Dan whispered to his kid as they trolleyed through the gate. The kid dropped his Action Man and started bawling

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Fly in the large piece of cake undermining my abilities again, are you fucking tracks Edward revealed what appeared 1st to be a small Volkswagen model of an empire Disfrute it through the vernacular oven eight. Cut that Apple down you fucking pissed tried lamplight unresolved into an eternal dispirited anguish, the likes of which no man or beast had ever seen. Now look here said Frank spencer. This is all I am title to from you when I pay you good money to serve me in every possible regard, then I'm afraid this is not satisfactory and I will be forced to take my custom elsewhere. Goodbye

[adamcoan]

This is what happens when you fuck around with your μ-opioid receptors folks.
It seems that fentanyl has reached even the more genteel parts of north-west Britain.

It's a tragedy.

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James Squire, I really do not understand this talk of fentanyl when I am merely attempting to portray a world that is far from our own in order to establish a differing environment in which one can Dapple in the idle waters of creativity. Just encountered with this scenario, I trusted you mean, enlarge your worldview and posture within. I am nonetheless very grateful for your contribution and hope that this is merely the first or the second or perhaps even the third of many that you will make today. Very sunny day here and I trust the same is in your neck of the woods. Goodbye in farewell, and may your bacon be enlarged within all aspects of Andrew Lloyd Webber's vocational enlargement strategy.

[adamcoan]

As expected. A cunning riposte, resulting in a dose of humiliation, normally administered to our cousin across the sea in Oirland.

[adamcoan]

I don't know why, CATBEEF really makes me chuckle.

[oh oooh]

A bucket of piss was discharged onto the dozing priest, causing murmuring from the front three pews, who, until then, had been immersed in the music forum SOUND SIMPLETONS.

'I would take revenge, Father,' said Mabel Rott - but then walked out quickly because she wanted to catch the last half-hour of PJ Proby at the Regent in Rotherhithe, and anyway was disgusted by the smell of urine and could feel her eyes getting singed.

A representative of Zimbabwe who called himself PRINCE ZIMBABWE then walked in and entrenched himself. He took over the ceremony with some words about balloons, admonishing the remaining congregation who appeared, still, to be enthralled in an online discussion between two and a half people on the merits of 'The Social Shits' - a band who were making a splash in the next village.

[Half Machine Lipschitz]

You do realise that you must now change the name of this place to SOUND SIMPLETONS.