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Tubthumper
11-Jul-10, 15:45
Has anyone else noticed how things are much worse than they used to be?
Nah! Yer choost gettan' owld Tubs! ;)
riggerboy
11-Jul-10, 16:46
1,my bank account
2,my waist
3,my wrinkles
4,my dreams,
i mind when i had wet dreams and dry farts,,, now i have the opposite,,
yip things seem to be getting worse
It's not all bad, some things are getting better....
....errr.......
.....ummmmm....
...eeeaah....uuurrrrmmm.....
The .org! The .org is getting better, we've not had anyone banned this week!
1,my bank account
2,my waist
3,my wrinkles
4,my dreams,
i mind when i had wet dreams and dry farts,,, now i have the opposite,,
yip things seem to be getting worse
Oh, how uncouth.
you're just getting old- that's why things seem worse
Things, can only get better da da da :cool:
ShelleyCowie
11-Jul-10, 23:43
Things, can only get better da da da :cool:
Thats exactly what came to my head and i cant stop singing it! :lol:
telfordstar
11-Jul-10, 23:51
Thats exactly what came to my head and i cant stop singing it! :lol:
Lol snap I was the same!
telfordstar
11-Jul-10, 23:52
1,my bank account
2,my waist
3,my wrinkles
4,my dreams,
i mind when i had wet dreams and dry farts,,, now i have the opposite,,
yip things seem to be getting worse
Ahh yes old age dosnt come gracefully :)
Things, can only get better da da da :cool:
Thats exactly what came to my head and i cant stop singing it! :lol:
Lol snap I was the same!
All I can say is yer no great singers then! :eek:
au contrere. My singing makes grown men cry (and call the polis and villagers light torches) :eek:
au contrere. My singing makes grown men cry (and call the polis and villagers light torches) :eek:
That's not yer singing - it's cause you keep singing the incomer song! ;)
BTW for those who bandy incomer on here as a word only uttered in Caithness I was at a party in the central belt last night where the word popped up regarding people from two towns down there! I rest my case!
Metalattakk
12-Jul-10, 00:19
Has anyone else noticed how things are much worse than they used to be?
Even nostalgia's not what it used to be. :(
John Little
12-Jul-10, 08:22
This thing was pretty bad.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0084787/
The way I remember it you could not get much worse - they nuked it in the end.....
What Wick Needs
When Incomers come
They bring the sun
and all shines brightly
and houses untidy
became the pride
of those who bide
The shops spring up
and all who look
are quite surprised
at whats inside
need a Wok? or Castle Rock?
or a new sofa? or a loafer?
What Wick needs
Is huge selection of beads
or Agers new and Fireplaces too
or a Kilt and fish'n'chips
or exotic food from orient
(but don't bother looking for a car to rent)
Seedy pubs and clubs are there
For all who drink and don't fight fair
But Piano Bars and Bistro's are on the way
For all who have the dosh to pay
(the ridiculous prices) on the day
But a better clientel, you have to say :lol:
Feel free to add verses (or rewrite the whole thing)
regalkings
12-Jul-10, 15:50
i mind when i had wet dreams and dry farts,,, now i have the opposite,,
:lol::lol::lol:
i burst out laughing at that mate, excellent post, lol
Tubthumper
13-Jul-10, 09:31
'The time has come,' Tubthumper said
'To speak of many things.
Of farts once dry and dreams once wet
And how Ducati sings
Of how our Shelley's getting larger
Wifie did her walk
With Gordon and with Henry on
Of brassiere we'll talk'
The incomer brings sun along
Ducati boldly says
But long and hard we stare at sky
Awaiting UV rays
Yes new folk might bring new ideas
Electrify the place
I wish they'd hurry up because
I need some sun on face
Oh things are getting worse these days
The Backer's closing down
The Coastguard's been replaced and there
Are empty shops in town
While Dunnet's garage falls apart
We argue 'bout location
Of whereabouts we'll put new place
Of super education
One thing that hasn't changed a bit
That causes rage and curse
Is attitude of WADF
It couldn't get no worse
A set of secret sneaky pals
They hide our cash away
'Four Cough, it's nowt to do wi' ye'
Is all chairman will say
But things are getting worse these days
Of that I have no doubt
Poor Riggerboy needs Tena-man
Containing what leaks out
Though things are cool on Org just now
The truth is in the telling
One thing that's really getting worse
Is Pegasus's spelling
There's things that make you wonder like-
"Do Rothschilds hold the key?
And if they do I wonder if
They'd throw some cash to me?"
We wonder if the keyboard in
The Pegasus household
Gets choked with bits of tinfoil from
The head that's not so bold
Perhaps a tribe of Pegases
Take turns to use the name
And some can spell and punctuate
While seeking folk to blame
And once a day the 'thing' escapes
From lair up in the roof
Then posts of Icke and other source
Of conspiracy proof
Perhaps our things are not so bad
My pills have now kicked in
And darker mood is cast aside
Into the wheelie bin
Although the sun has not come out
And clouds still fill the sky
There are much sadder places so
I'll stay here till I die
Ahh, Tub's is back!
He/she has the knack
to verse the thoughts
we all have brought (to the org)
So no more black depression
let us learn our lesson
and take the pills (as directed by your doctor)
and start petition
to stop Ducati's rendition. [lol]
John Little
13-Jul-10, 10:51
Ducati - to avoid bumping your fender,
I'll put you right about Tub's gender.
To dispel the tension,
an Orger I will not mention
met Tub
in a pub
Where over a glass of white - medium dry,
She found, amazement! that Tubs is a guy.
Jings!
So much for these things!
Tubthumper
13-Jul-10, 11:23
I'll register my own surprise
At porkie-pie you tender
About the character of me
And most of all my gender
You claim my sex you can define
Cos orger met me drinking wine
That body seen sure was not mine
She fibbed! And don't defend 'er
If person seen in lowlife pub
Was claiming to be me
I ask this question of your source
How do they know that he
This handsome hairy drumming chump
There's many claim their tubs to thump
Some classy, some live in the dump
But few can rhyme like me
Your source is much mistaken, I
Am woman through and through
Although I must remain discreet
I cannot meet with you
I'm slim and fair and flaxen haired
To Kylie M I've been compared
But a Fatwah on myself's declared
By Secret Wicker Crew
Oh' Little John
What have I done?
Won a bet that's what!
And Tubs, decry (we know you lie)
but evidence is irrefutable
although gender may be comutable
you may make up,
or wear high heels
but you never shave your oxters
Was Tubs outed by an Orger on 'e wine?
I heard it said her eyes were crossed
And amongst the drunken bums
An another Orger she did spy
Who said he played the drums!
There was a funny lookin lassagie 'ere
With much hair most peculiar
An' as cross eyes made to go home
She heard from out the corner
"I've lost my oxter comb!"
This is a verse kinda queer and random
In and oot the dialect
It could be said quite batty
But easily much better
Than anything by Ducati !!!
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