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Oh no! What
Lol no oars
only fart power
Only if you
ate more beans
To hit sales
Fart power is
(looks like we're having a spot of trouble with this one right now lol)
carry on Plassy - and by the way, ignore this post when it comes to re-writing the thread.
an old GQ....
Bob's at it
Again need windowwinder
for Ab's new
swiss army knife
Shiny gq aye
Well this part of the thread was interesting..... a couple of members had to 'rethink' because they dug themselves in too deep. lol? Hey boys? I'm sure it was all in good fun and no harm intended.
Making less sense – laptop batteries dying. Going, going, GONE. “Must keep aaaaaaarrrrrrrrrggh”. “Nite all,” said to self, as all disappeared into the nite. But they’re back - as dawn breaks, in the 200B, with narrow tyres for cutting pizza into small shapes – looking like lovehearts.
Then, all of them were crushed to make Corollas - that are fast going downhill, chased by pushbikes and kids’ scooters, followed by parents in Monaros with lift kits and big rubber – and rubbing on flares, smoking up the joint big time, setting alarms off and automated reticulation at Police Headquarters.
But alas, no one was booked for too fast. For a GQ car went sideways, snaked away, but bounced off beanbag into a ditch, resting on a poufee’, with wheels splayed.
GU to rescue itself from bog, whilst recovering old beatup GQ – a Tojo as well, with consummate ease. The GU shone with pride as it rescued GQ.
AB’s GQ was insanely super powered – even without turbo power that lifted front wheels 4foot forwards, then stopped. In a leaping movement of faith, dropped back axles and dug deep – almost got sucked into a black hole that alien’s defecated in weekly – just for molongmick.
So cruisers can’t escape the hole and sink like me in water - floating like butterflies and sting like bees in heat buzzing about roofy’s great big long hard plastic thing, hidden away in side drawer, gently vibrating away like buzzing bees in full hives, full of gooey sticky runny liquid pumped by hand.
“More baby, please”. That’s what she squealed in delight when held tightly by Dhuck’s strong……
She called out to her Nissan: “more rubber please. I need more door trim seals with cream on top, to stop dust from filling my make up bag with improvised body cracks”.
Red desert sand that can embarrass s3xy smurfette in tight lycra suits in mass 0rg!es with experimental scientists, dousing with diffoil after big days of recovering Tojos in simple bogs of 2inch mud in that blackstuff between Bigrig’s crack in the driveway of the Rubicom – which needed lifting from dramatic stock to earth shattering heights of extreme pleasing pastoral pleasure bowel control, which helps with the bouncing on rough finished bean bags of farmer’s crops.
Kippers and manure stink the place. Threw me off the wagon with a big bang. “Yippee yie ya and mmmmm baby.
So who’s changing 4th gear down the old man’s MQ short with his balls swaying and dragging in Patty Newton’s left nostril like a bunyip on heat?” She just couldn’t blow it out – no matter how much Clunk71 tickled its underbelly. So Patty karked it. Oh poor patty – hate her anyway. But Burt doesn’t give a flying horses @rse – or does he wash the car? Maybe he doesn’t give a rats, no horses, @rse.
But the bunyups pieballed and all are still in the race and here comes ‘That Fantastic GQ’ – all shiney new – but no roadworthy. Time to sell to mqmad (lol).
Bigrig is interested in xxxx gold or Hahn Light – whichever’s the cheapest – but not VB.
“Air fare to Bali, anyone? Taking bookings now. Cheap rates too”.
“Nah mate, sorry. I’m just an Aussie touring Australia”
“OK, Lake Eyre”.
“But I love Sandgroper Country, aye?”
“Where the sand gets in beer – not in jocks. Oh so glad I wore socks”
“Help. Please Bigrig. Theyre ganging up on beer now. HELP buddy. HELP”
Big girls blouse will fit nicely with DX’s G-string, on Clunk’s body.
Now I can watch Plassy dance the can can and techno robot, going dooff, dooff and duff duff, sailing around everywhere in a decrepid, let me say, wooden rowing boat.
“Oh no!”
“What?”
“No LOL oars, only f@rt power”
Only if you ate more beans to hit sales, f@rt power is an old GQ.
Bob’s at it again. Need new windowwinder for AB’s new swiss army knife. Shiny GQ aye?
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Rossco thats pure gold mate its worth a million if its printed
I've saved the whole lot in Word format. How do I copyright it? lolQuote:
Originally Posted by roofy
Dont know but someone might find out how before we loose it
Following bobs horses
put a big C on it and then circle arounf the C lolQuote:
Originally Posted by DX grunt
stepping on freshQuote:
Originally Posted by roofy
bears PIZZA BASE
with a topping
Cheese tomato garlic
ham pinapple peporoni
fresh roo roadkill
All good things
that make you
want to go
climb Harbour bridge
on Sunday afternoon
To glide away
Bungeeeeeeeeeee. Highly illegal
But oh soooooooo
high in the
smog and fog
To get fresh
,wear nice cologne
Not just brute
, trade your mate,