Your are viewing a read-only archive of the old DiS boards. Please hit the Community button above to engage with the DiS !
- every morning from 8am for the last 2 weeks.
but, for the last 3 days.....
yay! i just... LOVE my house.
or just a constant stream? Boiling water down the nest or ant powder stuff all round the edges of the room.
every time i kill one i apoogise to it.
usually goes like this -
*after spotting one* 'oh!! you little feck'
'sorry dude, i have to do it'
'hopefully your mates won't come looking for you'
and they'll be angry.
"hymen" have anything to do with it?
are they gathering on something rude? Anyhoo, they'll be after you and you'll be eaten in a sea of ants like that episode of MacGyver.
Directly linking from outside the site is forbidden.
If you stop to read the text it explains how to view the image.
They're only builders
you were pregnant again
It's going to be a place where men can gather to enjoy a beer and a cigarette!
I already have a picture of Dogs Playing Poker on the wall. I'm saving up for Sky television, a dartboard and a pool table.
And some sort of function room for shit parties.
Hmm.. will a function cupboard do?
in there you should be alright.
They will be Scotch Eggs, Pork Pies and Sausage Rolls!!
The south won't like that.
And I'd be well happy with that. Except pork pies, the jelly in them is wring.
It'll basically be like living in your own pub!
But ONLY if you have an old guy explaining the rules and laughing at your poor tactics. FACT.
where you'll force children to dance for you?
Are you having live music? I know some good bands! Exit the Wizard are itching to play their new material!
Well, I've just found out my Eurotrash German cockmunch housemate is moving out early and my landlord has waived the extra rent for July
then you won't notice it
if i wanted to...
cos, IS THAT A CHALLENGE?
and you'd probably left!
i'd say yes, but i might need to dedicate most of my time to it
prepare to DIE
but nothing will be as annoying as me being rather excited about going to pilton tomorrow, so she might want to leave it a week
First it was the bastards next door, who'd start up at 7 every morning, even saturdays when I'd only just rolled into bed anyway.
Now theres drilling and all that business all day every day too.