a watercolour of a tr* wha?.............. oh
a biro drawing of a cat, stealing cars from the elderly
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:31,
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a biro drawing of a cat, stealing cars from the elderly
Just out of interest...
since you joined b3ta, have you ever *not* been on it?
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:42,
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Three young turtles
arguing over who has the fastest scooter, while each enjoying a delicious ice cream sundae in party hats
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:31,
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I would very much apperciate it if you drew
a scorpion holding a fishing rod with a magnet tied to the end of the line, standing at a dain trying to retrieve his car keys which he accidentally dropped down the drain earlier. And he it should be wearing a hat and smoking a pipe and have a medallion around his neck.
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:32,
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this is brilliant
infact it almost deserves a woo before even being drawn
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:34,
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you drawing you drawing you drawing you drawing you drawing you
if you get what I mean
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:34,
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if you get what I mean
A Slug...
...Wearing a stocking and suspender belt, large blonde wig and lipstick. Hooker Snail basically.
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:36,
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draw what orcs do in there spare time
i dont know what that is, do you?
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:37,
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In their spare time orcs enjoy
fixing things which aren't broken, like the orc I read about in the paper who tried fixing his a radio which wasn't broken and he managed to break it, his mum gave him hell.
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:46,
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Everyone loves Magical Otter
'Cos the tricks that he does mark him out as a rotter,
Look at him now, killing a cow...
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:45,
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Look at him now, killing a cow...
Jonathan Edwards
Fat, and still doing the long jump/triple jump, whichever one he did, although triple jump would involve more overwieght bouncingness.
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 20:59,
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A breadstick
fighting for the lives of his family and friends in a race against time around the clock for 274 days non-stop atop the roofs of Paris in the rain wearing copper boots in a bath of salty water shouting insults at the norse gods of lightning with a torch in one hand and a watering can in the other he must bravely face and defeat a small soggy dog end in viscious one-to-one combat blindfolded and smoking a cigar and pumped full of mushy peas and southern comfort before the killer virus is released causeing untold pain and suffering to millions around the world. Keith Cheggwin is learing at him from behind a chimney wilst wilderbeast roam the streets below, looting and pillaging at will.
please
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Fri 2 Jun 2006, 21:00,
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please