Enjoy. 
That almost got you a reprieve!!..almost
I donât think Iâll ever use the phrase, âlamer than a three-legged dog,â again!
That looks very much as if itâs from the same stable as the frog in a blender. Or hamster in a microwave, or whatever the hell it wasâŠ
you mean vic-kâs mind?
most indeed - itâs a murky place with gingham curtains made out of old aprons and a distinct aroma of certain alcoholic beverages.
Je tâaime trop Pink,mon ChĂ©rie!
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Le D 
Et un grand baiser il était, seulement un peu minuscule mouillé!
:mrgreen:
Pink, mon amour,
Ătes-vous sĂ»r que ce nâĂ©tait pas gouttes de sang? I`ve been out, âneck nibblingâ
Yes pink i is from
Joe Cartoon 
Here is a another tribute to Vic=k
joecartoon.com/cartoons/66-donkey_bong_long
Watch for the âShort Movieâ and the three legged Sheep.
Bahhhhhhh
You must know that clicking a link that ends in the words âDonkey Bong Longâ has got to be a terrible mistake!
Vic, luckily I was wearing pink, eh?
Pink mon Amour,
Visage de Guano (Wock), doesnt understand the meaning of the word mistake. Making them seem to be the birds Raison dâĂȘtreâ.
I see from other posts that you have been to the land of Don Giovanni 8) A man after my own heart (or he would be if I actually posessed one). Un véritable saint
Translation of Leporelloâs âCatalog Ariaâ from Mozartâs Don Giovanni provided by New York City Opera Project: Don Giovanni, from Columbia University.
My dear lady, this is a list
Of the beauties my master has loved,
A list which I have compiled.
Observe, read along with me.
In Italy, six hunddred and forty;
In Germany, two hundred and thirty-one;
A hundred in France; in Turkey, ninety-one;
In Spain already one thousand and three.
Among these are peasant girls,
Maidservants, city girls,
Countesses, baronesses,
Marchionesses, princesses,
Women of every rank,
Every shape, every age.
With blondes it is his habit
To praise their kindness;
In brunettes, their faithfulness;
In the very blond, their sweetness.
In winter he likes fat ones.
In summer he likes thin ones.
He calls the tall ones majestic.
The little ones are always charming.
He seduces the old ones
For the pleasure of adding to the list.
His greatest favourite
Is the young beginner.
It doesnât matter if sheâs rich,
Ugly or beautiful;
If she wears a petticoat,
You know what he does.
Well we can guess, can we not!! Mere DLucifer :smiling_imp: [youtube.com/watch?v=ZYlQ6rs9 ... re=related](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYlQ6rs9uZ8&feature=related) Take care OPink One
Le`d
Oh yes, we do indeed.
He puts them on. And minces about in them.
The petticoats, that is. I was going to suggest that it was pettifilia, but then I looked the word up and the less said about the meaning of THAT word the better.
wots wrong withat? 
nothing at all, of course. Although I thought your penchant was for gingham aprons?
It is, but I quite like chiffon blouses, as well. In fact, to be onest Ill mince around in anything. Anything, that is, except for those thong thingies. Cut the arse off y, them things. Dont like `em!
[size=50]âSpaniel Eared Bosomsâ whered y get that from 
You lexicon is worse than mine, y` mad bimbo 8) [/size]
[size=75]Worse is a relative term. I believe that it would be difficult for any sentient homo-sapien, animated or otherwise, to have a lexicon âworseâ than yours.
Which begs the question, are roo-catchers homo-sapien? I offer a classification slightly above metropolitan guano generation engines but slightly below animated sapiens. That would allow for both the frequent lucid comments and the distraction into the guttural.
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Here we go!! Have you just woke up? Bit crotchety stillâŠeh? Never mind. Get some Rice Crispies down your neck. Nutrient depletion in the brain cells, can cause, Grumpy-Grumpy, to become even grumpy-grumpier.
No, I am working on my 4th hour of consciousness today. Fully fed and quite clear headed.
As to your questioning of my current state of grumpiness âŠ
[size=125]PFFFT![/size]
Take that.
[size=75]Dear Scriverati,
I know it is infantile, but vic-k is just⊠vic-k. I canât help myself. Kind of like when a dog (a good dog, not the miscreant we have here) finds himself alone in a room with a steak. It is an uncontrollable instinctual urge that can not be held against the poor animal which causes him to eat the afore mentioned steak. Such is the state in which I find myself responding to the members of the +3 (we need to consider a +1 for a certain ausie roo mangler).
Please accept my sincerest condolences for the demise of your mental capacity each time you read our posts.
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