| Name: | Steve | |  | | Details: | 39 years old, Male, Straight | | | Location: | Leeds - not far from York., West Yorkshire, United Kingdom | | | Profile Link: | www.faceparty.com/podder19 |
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In my own words
Jane: Can I interest you in a night cap?
Frank: No, thank you, I don't wear them.
Frank: Nice beaver.
Jane: Thank you. I just had it stuffed. [hands him a stuffed beaver]
Lt. Frank Drebin: Oh, it's all right. I'm sure that we can handle this situation maturely, just like the responsible adults that we are. Isn't that right, Mr... Poopy Pants? |
This Week's Plan...
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| Comments | 10 of 527 | post a comment | view all | | | | | | | | | | -fink- wrote... | | | | hay m8 am bk in da uk now u shud av seen ostralia it woz sik lmfao! | | | | | send message |
| | | | | | peter-the-clown wrote... | | | It makes me laugh every time I see it. It's worthy of its own kakaimasmeagol profile.
I'm not too shabby. Quiet day at work. You alright? | | | | | send message |
| | | | | | -fink- wrote... | | | | lmfao i am in ostralia m8 honest!just outside avin a barbie now wif sum fosters nd sum 4x. | | | | | send message |
| | | | | | vegasvolt wrote... | | | oh!
It's Hayley (Ohsokinky) :)
He's the best for sure! There's a line in the book that I love;
And with that he turned and sauntered back into the feast, whistling a tune. When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.
I'm such a nerd. | | | | | send message |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | bigvoode1 wrote... | | | | Ahahaha! That picture is amazing, At first I thought you had placed Simpson characters on their heads! BUT NO! super piece of art work! | | | | | send message |
| | | | | | -fink- wrote... | | | There he is!That's him the Warrior!He shot Sirus!!
He is your something xxx | | | | | send message |
| | | | | | tinaattersall wrote... | | | You're forgiven.
Unless that beast comes round my house to beat me up. In which case I'm smearing Bisto on my face, kneeling down pretending to be you & sending it over to Yorkshire to beat YOU up! I suggest you borrow Donna's high heels & have some flour on standby to send the fat retarded wench back here! | | | | | send message |
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