I was in that bar.
A priest, a rabbi and a duck walk into a bar.
"Duck" said the priest.
"Why" said the duck as the rabbi walked into the bar.
I was in that bar.
li'l story aboot that...
a girl that our guitarist dated many years ago had exzema(sp again), and one night, the drummer and I were rather "up" on various substances.
we discussed using her as chip dip, which, due to said substances, ended up becoming "your flesh rots well on my chimp".
I'm not exactly sure how monkeys got involved, and we never did tell guitar-boy aboot it. but to this day, I can call drummer-man up, say "your flesh...my chimp", and make him laugh till he wets himself.
those were the days. [img]wink.gif[/img]
I don't know why I posted that. I guess I got confusaled and thought I was in the coffee shop. Can anybody point me to the coffee shop?
I am the Coffee shop.
Wolvie: ...funny...but still [img]graemlins/gulp.gif[/img]
I also has realtions with said girl, many years after she and twangerboy split up.
always had a thing for redheads.
<font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">The girl with eczema? Her head wasn't the only thing that was red. Or were you already implying that joke? [img]wink.gif[/img]Originally posted by Peeked Off:
I also has realtions with said girl, many years after she and twangerboy split up.
always had a thing for redheads.
I wasn't, but thanks for doing so. [img]biggrin.gif[/img]
now I want chips...
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