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Post by static anonymity on Feb 21, 2006 22:51:56 GMT
Bah, this is turning into a "bash Ellen with the lie that she's vaguely attractive" thread!  I am never going to be a size ten: I have broad shoulders and bloody "childbearing hips". Blargh. Another thing to do before I die: find a sure-fire way to beat the blues. |
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Post by Graham on Feb 22, 2006 10:19:52 GMT
Bah, this is turning into a "bash Ellen with the lie that she's vaguely attractive" thread! But you are! i should know  that'd be a hug, is what you need. and chocolate. And Ice Cream.  |
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Post by Anarchy on Feb 22, 2006 10:44:16 GMT
i can provide all of the above. - but i wouldnt dare. i might risk a beating from Graham.  |
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Post by Luco El Loco on Feb 22, 2006 11:33:12 GMT
Bah, this is turning into a "bash Ellen with the lie that she's vaguely attractive" thread! If you insist on having a negative image of yourself, fine, but I think the rest of us will agree you're the one who's lying to herself. |
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Post by Anarchy on Feb 22, 2006 15:34:46 GMT
hear, hear- or shes fishing for compliments.
o another way to beat the blues- valium and prosac.
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Post by Luco El Loco on Feb 22, 2006 16:52:16 GMT
Alternatively you could paint your rooms reds and oranges...
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Post by static anonymity on Feb 22, 2006 20:34:33 GMT
that'd be a hug, is what you need. and chocolate. And Ice Cream. Nooo, that'd ADD to the blobness! i can provide all of the above. - but i wouldnt dare. i might risk a beating from Graham. I'll remember that next time I'm in London.  And pah, Graham squeals like a girl when ye tickle him, I wouldn't worry - hardly a threat. If you insist on having a negative image of yourself, fine, but I think the rest of us will agree you're the one who's lying to herself. Bah, I say. Bah! Tssch, and you a mod - ye meant to be setting a good example what with all the "keeping on topic"ness! BAH! hear, hear- or shes fishing for compliments. o another way to beat the blues- valium and prosac. Ha, ye obviously know me not very well: I don't accept compliments. Evar! Much to the frustration of Graham. And Phil. And George. And probably various others, too. Alternatively you could paint your rooms reds and oranges... Blargh. To me, red is only acceptable on lips. And mebbe shoes. ANYWAYS! Onwards with zee topic at hand. Beating the blues, you say? Retail therapy has proven to be perrrfect, a-'hank-yoh. Although even better if it's someone else's money! (I lie, of course, because since when did I ever let Graham buy me anything without *at least* spending a little bit more back on him. And he can't argue cos we're in public ;D Har!). Do before I die: - master cooking savoury dishes. I've done it with sweet, and most savouries, it's just those involving raw meat where I'm not so much in my element. - be able to master the art of finding clothes that are both casual, yet can be dressed up with minimal accessories. That are cheap yet don't look it, and that are versatile. All in one piece of clothing. Damn the women that can do this effortlessly! (ie *all* my housemates!) |
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Post by Graham on Feb 22, 2006 20:46:19 GMT
And pah, Graham squeals like a girl when ye tickle him, I wouldn't worry - hardly a threat.  It's not my fault i'm ticklish! |
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Post by Anarchy on Feb 23, 2006 13:05:24 GMT
and no offence graham- i seen the smerkers gallery- and i could probably beat you up- unless you know some sort of ancient rarely known kung fu.
things to do before i die.
-give ellen promised hug
-learn kung fu
-fight graham
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Post by Graham on Feb 23, 2006 16:01:36 GMT
and no offence graham- i seen the smerkers gallery- and i could probably beat you up Dude, remember - i've got 5 years on you, and i used to swim twice a week for 8 years - i can take you |
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Post by static anonymity on Feb 23, 2006 17:49:52 GMT
Pssh! Graham, with a few well-placed pokes and tickles, I can render you a helpless giggling girly bundle. I doubt Matt'd have much difficulty. |
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Post by Anarchy on Feb 24, 2006 11:59:53 GMT
yeah but im 6'2 and lift weights every week and a semi-pro boxer. and what you gonna do- butterfly stroke me to death? |
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Post by Graham on Feb 24, 2006 19:03:32 GMT
Pssh! Graham, with a few well-placed pokes and tickles, I can render you a helpless giggling girly bundle. I doubt Matt'd have much difficulty. Oi!  And Matt, remember - i can just ban you from here |
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Post by static anonymity on Feb 25, 2006 22:21:01 GMT
Ooooh, you know you're onto a winner when someone has to pull rank! That means theyve got nothing else to argue with. ;D Ach, Graham wouldn't ban ye, Matt. There'd be public outcry! Plus, I'd just poke him to death otherwise *coughorhackhisaccountcough* #Angel# I want to get my dvd player on my pooter working again! Most frustrating! I'd also like to be one of those people who can walk around in minimal layers. It's getting silly when I go to Manchester in seven layers of clothes, and yet I'm *still* freezink! |
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Post by static anonymity on Feb 25, 2006 22:22:28 GMT
and what you gonna do- butterfly stroke me to death? Eee, and that made me giggle  |
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