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All the sandwiches have made him big and strong
sandwich = strength
is because I'm the only person here who isn't an indie
I'd finish about 3rd
Against the idiom, he'd bring an axe to a fist fight.
You lot would all be too busy feeling sorry for yourselves about girls and jobs and the cost of booking fees and the toilets at field day and how the new OxFucka EP isnt as good as the last one. And whilst you are doing that I would hit you round the head with something.
I'd axe you down. Downtown.
Snarling, little Terriers.
call the RSPCA, for fuck's sake!
Be better, please.
so even if I lost I'd see it as a victory, you can't beat someone who won't fight you.
I'm not running the 100m in the Olympics so does that mean I've won it?
Although I should've said I wouldn't lose, not that I'd win, I guess.
whilst me and stealthy get left to our own devices
what do i win?
this makes me....angry
I have the glasses.
Cadd would win.
But the bigger they are, the harder they...
and wait until the final few and then get up, fully refreshed, and smash their weary bodies.
will have to awnser to me
WHEN THE BIG FIGHT HAPPENS
i spotted him outside the mae shi and he looked fucking fuming.
No one would punch her, cause she's got meningitis and been in a coma and has breasts.
shes a spastic.
so you already rejected me, you're keen on taking it one step further and just humiliating me all the time on the internet aren't you? it hurts.
two weekends ago. that's why i'm stuck at home talking to snivelling little fucks on the internet instead of at my job talking to snivelling big fucks about dogs.
bad reaction to medication. some kind of "heart failure". coma for a couple of days. woke up and was none the wiser.
I never do
you must be hard as nails.
is an attack rabbit.
do not fuck with attack rabbits
not counting the girls. I'd knock them bitches out in a second.
and wear your pelt as a warning to the others.
and his fighty toughness.
with beard, and preferably with his mouth set to 'yell'
I've got some photoshopping to do.
and for the love of God SET THE MOUTH TO YELL.
but I would kill at least 2 of you before I got taken down
I'd be stood at the end on top a pile of groaning twisted bodies, with my shirt ripped and my rippling chest muscles all sweaty and scratched. I'd start walking off, reach into my pocket, pull out my cigarettes and a box of matches before lighting a fag and throwing the lit match over my shoulder and onto the pile of bodies which erupts into a screaming pile of flames.
help make hold my own for a while i probly be the smart person who just stands back and watchs every one else get beaten and tired then deal with the soul survier
you will never, ever be the smart person.
with a caddy in a flat cap following immediately behind to skin my kills.
I'd expect to finish 8th using this strategy.
'Wentworth! This is preposterous - Bamos is still alive. It's just not British! The crossbow....'
<takes aim at crotch>
Fistfights are for chumps.
That south park kicking each other in the nuts thing is for winnerz.
I'd bet on klaire being pretty handy with her fists.
and a bowie knife clutched between your teeth.
that way on can feast on the meat of my foe, unless I'm in a vegetarian week.
i am strong. prof-kitsch once saw me lift a fully grown man up.
Get your dukes up
I have renounced violence*
*for the night