I'll get my quote

Re Face Transplants...

Why do mothers call you by every name in the family before getting to yours? says:
But what happens if your body rejects it?
Dirty words and fighting talk. says:
Ask Linda Barker
Why do mothers call you by every name in the family before getting to yours? says:
bitchy, yet oddly true?

I don't remember the name of the guy who said it, but *picks up some seaweed* "It's daniel's beard!"

I didn't say bleeding to death, I said with cuts all over their head. I'm sure they weren't bleeding to death. And I didn't mean to say it like that... i meant it in 2 different sen tences... am i making this better for myself?

Quote: LoonyPandora_

Emma:

I was walking down cheetham Hill Road the other day. It wasn't too bad, there was only one person sat on the floor, bleeding to death///

Shoutbox only, remember

This conversation is making me laugh so I'll keep it here safe, until it no longer does...

^{Irrelevant parts to main convo edited out}

Freshly Squeezed Cynic:Why harm an innocent donkey, Mark?
wombat: to make him feel guilty Sharkey. when he gets to teh Pealy gates, St.P will ask him if he has done anything wrong
wombat: G will say "no, nothing" st.P will say "oh? but what about the time whenmark shot that donkey... EH?" and G will burn forever.
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: Shoot G, not his a*s.
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: St. Paul kicks a*s anyway. His full name is St Paul the Donkey-Kicker.
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: He thought all Donkeys were "heathen scum".
wombat: why did he get landed with the desk job then?
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: Because they couldn't trust him with anything else. He might smite donkeys if he was in the field.
wombat: no, he may hate donkeys- but he was a good man. the job came first
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: and God's an animal lover, so... St. Paul got shunted t the gatekeeper job.
wombat: I wonder if he has ever actually been into the big H
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: Only to get to the instant Kenco machine.
wombat: and god loves animals eh? eh?
wombat: whats this.. I seeme to have suddenly contracted Leprosy...
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: * catches Mark's fingers in a bag*
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: Come and get them, foo'.
wombat: thanks, could you hold that for me.. only, you know .
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: I share your pain. Because leprosy is contagious.

And the rest... for posterity.

Soap_Sud: but animals can't go to heaven right?
wombat: not unless they repent their sins.
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: I share your pain. Because leprosy is contagious.
wombat: well thats your fault for using my toothbrush anyway. and for sleeping with me
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: Yeah, bcause most of them just sh*t all over the place, and that's a sin.
wombat: and they are really rich. and the camels pass through they eye of a needle, so they are screwed
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: I know, I know. But I just couldn't resist you. Especially when you dressed up like Kate Bush.
wombat: *can't
wombat: but I didn't wear anythi- on. i see you point
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: Genesis 3:28 - "And so God steeped into largeth piles of sh*te, and since he was wearing his besteth moccasins, he declared it a sin for all of his creatures to verily relieve themselfs in a place he might step. Ad so it wa done. Amen."
wombat: so crapping in the lord's boots is a bad thing? damn...
Freshly Squeezed Cynic: No, Mark, only moccasins. He only uses the Doc Martens when he's smiting stuff, and he loves the smell of crap when he's doing that, so you're ok.
wombat: well, I have done my business in them moccasionally (kill me now)

I post too much in here;

All_i_want_is_love: Name an animal thats more homoerotic than a Giraffe
All_i_want_is_love: I dare ya
The Navigator: A baboon
The Navigator: It's in the a*s.
Elusive Moose: Did you know that monkey's greet by having sex?
The Navigator: I want to be a monkey.
The Navigator: But seriously, imagine going ot meet your best mate, i mean it'd be like "Hi, *uh uh uh uh uh* how's you?"
The Navigator: That could be highly embarassing
wombat: some monkeys have entire conversations via sex. that species never talk to their mothers...