Sephiroth
Wade Wilson
Surviving
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Post by Sephiroth on Jan 6, 2024 9:53:34 GMT -5
I wanted to be a lumberjack.
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Futureraven: Beelzebruv
Bill S. Preston, Esq.
The Ultimate Arbiter of Right And Wrong
Spent half my life here, God help me
Posts: 15,444
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Post by Futureraven: Beelzebruv on Jan 6, 2024 17:01:04 GMT -5
Leaping from tree to tree as they float down the mighty rivers of British Colombia?
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Post by The Legend of Groose on Jan 6, 2024 17:09:19 GMT -5
I wanted to be a lumberjack. And that's ok. You can sleep all night and can work all day.
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Post by Milkman Norm on Jan 7, 2024 1:01:42 GMT -5
He's a lumberjack and he's ok! He sleeps all night and he works all day!
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Post by Big DSR Energy on Jan 7, 2024 1:25:12 GMT -5
When I was a kid, when I was a little boy, I always wanted to be a dinosaur. I wanted to be a Tyrannosaurus Rex more than anything in the world. I made my arms short, and I roamed the backyard. I chased the neighborhood cats, and I growled, and I roared! Everybody knew me and was afraid of me.
And then one day, my dad said "Bobby, you're 17, it's time to throw childish things aside." And I said "Okay, Pop!" But he didn't really say that, he said "Stop being a f***ing dinosaur and get a job."
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Post by thechase on Jan 7, 2024 4:26:27 GMT -5
The Giant Redwood! The Larch! The Mighty Scotch Pine!
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SmashTV
Dennis Stamp
Big Money, Big Prizes, I Love It!
The Excellence of Allocation
Posts: 4,517
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Post by SmashTV on Jan 7, 2024 4:52:25 GMT -5
And have buttered scones for tea?
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Post by WoodStoner1 on Jan 7, 2024 4:55:50 GMT -5
No yob?
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Post by Zaq "That Guy" Buzzkill on Jan 7, 2024 13:19:19 GMT -5
And have buttered scones for tea? I prefer Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam and Eggs, Spam, Spam, Spam...
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Futureraven: Beelzebruv
Bill S. Preston, Esq.
The Ultimate Arbiter of Right And Wrong
Spent half my life here, God help me
Posts: 15,444
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Post by Futureraven: Beelzebruv on Jan 7, 2024 13:33:18 GMT -5
And have buttered scones for tea? I prefer Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam and Eggs, Spam, Spam, Spam... We've run out of eggs.
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