HonaloochieB

I Bet You Look Good On The Dance Floor - Arctic Monkeys

Hear fucking hear.

#wolf whistle#

Are the Parkers gel rollerballs? Have you still got the Strongbow?

Now what else would be in the bag? We can see the Guardian and the artisan bread. I'm guessing there'll be hummus, a bottle of some good stuff from Green & Blue and some new Crocs.

Ms B Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I modestly admit to a certain psychic ability (the > ectoplasm is simply a cruel rumour started by a > jealous rival - the cold has completely gone now). > For example, I foresaw that HonloochieB would be > talking nonsense fairly soon as he had sounded > almost sensible for a couple of posts. Praise be, she truly has the gift...

So she's highly qualified and her father was part of a classic comedy duo. If she gets her round in, she's damn near perfect.

legs

Hey You - Bachman-Turner Overdrive

I saw a chap a few days ago, wearing the most spot-on chalk stripe two-piece navy blue suit. He was carrying probably what was one of these bags. F@ck my old boots, but the incongruity fair made my teeth ache. No offence.

macroban Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > This is the woman who had a side-line in promoting > "financial products"? Apparently she had. Are you a Roman Catholic?

And A Few Good Men again. It's a good source of subtelish swearage Jack Nicholson - "You fuckin' people... you have no idea how to defend a nation. All you did was weaken a country today, Kaffee. That's all you did. You put people's lives in danger. Sweet dreams, son."

From 'A Few Good Men' Jack Nicholson - "I'm gonna rip the eyeballs out of your head and piss in your dead skull! You f@cked with the wrong Marine"

citizenED Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Ah, HonaB, thanks for the "Withnail and I" memory. > Me, I lack the decisive memory for thnings like > this but - I saw "Leon" for the first time last > week and the "SHIT!" exclaimed by the corrupt cop > when he realises the ring he has been handed by > Leon in a dying embrace is the pin from a grenade > on Leon's belt was a pretty profound piece of > profanity. I haven't looked it up CitEd, but good spot. It must be Gary Oldman, and no one swears like Gary. I think that this is how the thread should be, one piece of swearage that makes a film stay in your memory.

Hey Yah - OutKast

It'll be a strange old mid-afternoon without her. Trying to put words together and then doing maths. A couple of questions. Has anyone on here appeared on Countdown? Do you have the teapot to prove it? If you did, did you get a 'niner'? Did Carole flirt with you? Did she flirt with you regardless of your gender? As a male Roman Catholic student, at home on your own, did you ever commit a mortal sin with yourself that involved Carole Vorderman? Just interested.

I once sold Mickey Dolenz a shirt. He didn't take a lot of persuasion. Actually now I think of it, he wanted to buy it. I just wrote the receipt and took his money. He was pleasant enough though, if it makes any difference.

From Sexy Beast. Don Logan - "I've gotta change my shirt. It's sticking to me. I'm sweating like a c@nt" Edited because the f@ckers wouldn't let me use the word c@nt. Bastards.

Hey Stupid (Stoopid) - Alice Cooper

Ended up in a job beyond his abilities. He's not someone who can manage people, let alone politicians. At the time when TB was boss he appeared to be a good sidekick, though only because he appeared to be a good chancellor. There surely can't be any serious challenge to his leaderaship, can there? To have a second PM imposed would be more than the electorate would take. Wouldn't it? Mmmm. Frankly I could shit a better leader of the country.

Long Tall Glasses by Leo Sayer is a TREMENDOUSLY good song, and I'll fight any man that says different. Thanks for reminding me of that, and if I have it in my collection, I can no longer find it. I'll be remedying that soon.

Hey There Lonely Girl - Eddie Holman

ianr Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Well, Mr HonaloochieB, innocent that I am, and > uncertain as to your motivation, I nevertheless > followed your search suggestion; a search from > which I may say I return unscathed, nonplussed > and mystified. Thank you for your reply Mr IanR, if I may address you in the upper case. I'm pleased at your lack of scathe and absence of pluss. Your mystification leaves me for want of a better word, puzzled. But at least you came back unmolested. Clean. I tried the same route, and was introduced to some of the rummest characters possible. Sites such as 'What About It Big Boy?', 'You Do My Wife While I Watch' 'I Do My Wife Whle You Watch' 'My Wife Does A Random Stranger While We Both Watch' 'Is There Something We Could Get Up To While My Wife Watches?'. And so it went on. Perhaps we use different search engines? > > I chose the path called Google images. The first > item I met along it was a picture of Mr Osama Bin > Ladn. The following ones were equally > inconsequential and unedifying. I am sorely > tempted to interject, in the manner of Miss Anne > Josephine Robinson, "So Mr HonaloochieB, who do > you think /you're/ channelling then? What astral > plane are /you/ on?" So IanR you agree with me about the connaction between Osama Bin Laden and Anne Robinson. Let's consider the facts. Osama Bin Laden waged war against America. He instigated a major act of terrorism against the country Anne Robinson went over there and waged gameshow rudeness against the people. Like a c@nt. Osama Bin Laden is a Saudi, with all that that entails. Anne Robinson is a Scouser, and you know you've gorra laugh or else yer'll cry. With all that that entails. Osama Biln Laden was, apparently a 'bit of a boy' in his time. Anne would probably have 'had' him, especially in her days on the piss. I think this proves the beyond a reasonable doubt, the link between these two enemies of society. > It is now nearly 24 hours since we heard from Ms > B, in bizarre and alarming circumstances. Her last > communication ended "This is very troubling: am > beginning to doubt my own existence." And yet, at > a time when there is a very real possibility that > she may be the victim of a cyber-possession or > cyber-abduction, you seek to divert with frippery. > May I suggest, sir, that you pull yourself > together and come up with something altogether > more positive. I took your advice, pulled myself together and came up with something. Unfortunately I neglected to heed your advice about 'frippery' and now I need to take a bit of a lie down. I think perhaps it was hearing about Carole Vorderman laving Countdown that did it. For old time's sake, and all that...

Relax. Don't. Do. It. Edited because, Oh shut up!

Hello Maddie. I will start with what I consider the best. It's 'Withnail & I' When Uncle Monty gets into the cottage, comes up the stairs and to the fear of his nephew and companion, enters and finds the 'boys' in bed together terrified. Withnail - "Monty, you terrible c@nt" If there's a better sweary scene, then I'd like to know. There are ones that are good. There are ones that are cursier and more profane. But more appropriate to a scene and that make you still laugh, and know that when you show it to someone for the first time, it'll make them gasp. With pleasure. It's perfect.