woohoo! touch down! quiet, pea brain. | don’t interrupt me during the big game!!...woman... what big game? there’s no football on tonight... | you idiot, that’s netball. what?! but...ohh, so the ga jersey doesn’t stand for great arse? |
excuse me horse, do you speak? *neigh* i thought not. | hahahahahaha hahahahahaha! | hahahahaha hahahahaha! i kill me. who the hell are you talking to? |
pxe-e61 error! what the fuck is a pxe-e61 error?! i believe that’s the message you receive when your bios is set to boot to a lan. | how...? whatever. ok, that’s fixed. right, just reboot the computer and everything should be back to normal. | i can’t believe i’m taking advice on computers from ... pxe-mof error?! a pxe-mof error? ooo, i’m just going down the pub for an hour ... or seven. fucker! |
listen!! i don’t hear anything. exactly | ninjas!! ninjas!! |
good gravy!! in your kitchen? doubtful. | funny! it says here that rex hunt was bashed and left for dead an a street in byron bay. | maybe he got caught kissing someone else’s fish. yibbida yibbida |
you know,..? uh oh. dog breeding supports keeping bloodlines pure. making sure that there’s daschunds and terriers and bassett hounds? | yes? and this is considered normal? yeeees? | but when hitler does it, it’s bad? i gotta get out talk about a ’german’ shepherd |
kshhht what the hell did you just spray on my hand?! just a special formula that detects if the wearer is about to partake of any crudely disguised libation. | pffft! sure. gah! you sprayed girly deodorant on my drinking hand! i cannot drink again! | noooooooooooo! just kill me now! you could just change hands, doofus. |