If a statue of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle...
If the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died as a result of wounds received in battle;
if the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes;
if the horse has three legs in the air and one on the ground, the person died of a ninja attack;
if the horse has both back legs in the air, the person died in a rodeo;
if the horse has four legs in the air, the person died in space.
(can anyone come up with a better 3 and 4?)
I swear it looks like it's hovering up and down slightly, though it isn't.
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If the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died as a result of wounds received in battle;
if the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes;
if the horse has three legs in the air and one on the ground, the person died of a ninja attack;
if the horse has both back legs in the air, the person died in a rodeo;
if the horse has four legs in the air, the person died in space.
(can anyone come up with a better 3 and 4?)
I swear it looks like it's hovering up and down slightly, though it isn't.
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haha, i have NO idea
found the pic here:
www.tigerdude.com/japan/pics/2ndtrip.htm
It's in Japan - maybe some samurai thingy or something... i dunno *shrug*
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Fri 24 Oct 2003, 19:40,
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www.tigerdude.com/japan/pics/2ndtrip.htm
It's in Japan - maybe some samurai thingy or something... i dunno *shrug*
It's not a banana....
They're helicopter blades. It's wot holds the horse off the ground.
%100 FACT!!!
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Fri 24 Oct 2003, 19:42,
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%100 FACT!!!
old trick he learned from John Cleese
He died while attacking somebody with a banana. First, incapacitate the attacker. Second, eat the banana, thus disarming him.
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Fri 24 Oct 2003, 19:51,
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you
absolute cunt, dont you recognise a traditional samurai helmet when you see one...?
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Fri 24 Oct 2003, 19:54,
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Ninja Pirate attack?
nice though
I'm very glad there's more than one way to access B3ta, my good old trusty method of www.b3ta.com gives me a gateway timeout...I almost cried
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Fri 24 Oct 2003, 19:39,
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I'm very glad there's more than one way to access B3ta, my good old trusty method of www.b3ta.com gives me a gateway timeout...I almost cried
was thinking
more Karate Kid-ish - trying to imagine a horse standing on one foot, that's all that came to mind
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It means that
Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here.
Life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year
Is the spring. I do, don't you?
'Course you do.
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes every Sunday a treat for me:
All the world seems in tune on a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Every Sunday you'll see my sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.
When they see us coming, the birdies all try and hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright, everything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
We've gained notoriety, and caused much anxiety
In the Audubon Society with our games.
They call it impiety and lack of propriety,
And quite a variety of unpleasant names.
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon.
So if Sunday you're free, why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the pigeons in the park.
And maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two,
While we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment,
Except for the few we take home to experiment.
My pulse will be quickening with each drop of strychnine
We feed to a pigeon. It just takes a smidgin
To poison a pigeon in the park
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Fri 24 Oct 2003, 19:44,
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Life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year
Is the spring. I do, don't you?
'Course you do.
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes every Sunday a treat for me:
All the world seems in tune on a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Every Sunday you'll see my sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.
When they see us coming, the birdies all try and hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright, everything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
We've gained notoriety, and caused much anxiety
In the Audubon Society with our games.
They call it impiety and lack of propriety,
And quite a variety of unpleasant names.
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon.
So if Sunday you're free, why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the pigeons in the park.
And maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two,
While we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment,
Except for the few we take home to experiment.
My pulse will be quickening with each drop of strychnine
We feed to a pigeon. It just takes a smidgin
To poison a pigeon in the park
that's a very small...
....horse cock compared to the one I saw
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Fri 24 Oct 2003, 19:45,
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it was innocent...
...I was in Blackpool
You couldn't help but notice
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Fri 24 Oct 2003, 19:53,
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You couldn't help but notice