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18:39 Mon 9 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
haha well ruddy done Paula!!!! Bless
Hiya one eye
Will do it soon Paula
Hiya one eye
Will do it soon Paula
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18:42 Mon 9 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
Bless? BLESS? FFS..Lmao..ya see the one u done a yr ago today??
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11:22 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
hehe i saw i saw!
I like noise that pringles make,
When you hold the tub and give it a shake.
I pop and dont stop until the crisps are through,
My favourite flavour is texas barbecue!
I lick off the taste and make the crisp soft,
Oh so many pringles that I have scoffed.
I lay on the sofa watching the telly,
Munching away leaving crumbs on my belly.
And then I see the end of the tunnel,
Catching the crumbs -my mouth being the funnel.
Then I'm content for an hour or so,
When I open the next pack my face does glow.
A little crunch here, a bigger crunch there,
Too much salt on them but I dont really care.
An addiction to crisps that has gone on for years,
The joy of eating pringles, combined with some beers!
I like noise that pringles make,
When you hold the tub and give it a shake.
I pop and dont stop until the crisps are through,
My favourite flavour is texas barbecue!
I lick off the taste and make the crisp soft,
Oh so many pringles that I have scoffed.
I lay on the sofa watching the telly,
Munching away leaving crumbs on my belly.
And then I see the end of the tunnel,
Catching the crumbs -my mouth being the funnel.
Then I'm content for an hour or so,
When I open the next pack my face does glow.
A little crunch here, a bigger crunch there,
Too much salt on them but I dont really care.
An addiction to crisps that has gone on for years,
The joy of eating pringles, combined with some beers!
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12:59 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
Title is..stellaman/stella/stell....a good one pweeze
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13:18 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
*blush* be gentle plaese people
Please even
Edited at 18:19 Tue 10/04/07 (BST)
Please even
Edited at 18:19 Tue 10/04/07 (BST)
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13:26 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
Oh kk ......Ste me old mate, take it easy dude im a fragile man ...
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14:09 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
dont mean to blow my own trumpet (so to speak) but here goes.....
A poem was set for stella
The quiet unassuming fella
who goes about life
without trouble or strife.
he strolls in and out
funkypool and about
just making people laugh
before he nips off for a baff
(Baff meaning bath.....B4 any of you get the wrong idea)
A poem was set for stella
The quiet unassuming fella
who goes about life
without trouble or strife.
he strolls in and out
funkypool and about
just making people laugh
before he nips off for a baff
(Baff meaning bath.....B4 any of you get the wrong idea)
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14:09 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
LIES! ALL LIES! Hes an Animal RARRRRRRRRRRRR
Dont panick Stell, he will make it gud
WOOOO i luv i luv LMAO
Edited at 19:13 Tue 10/04/07 (BST)
Dont panick Stell, he will make it gud
WOOOO i luv i luv LMAO
Edited at 19:13 Tue 10/04/07 (BST)
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19:13 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
For someone special to me...
Have you ever wondered what life is like?
When you make mistakes and say things that aren't right?
It's probably really not a big deal,
But to you it seems so very real.
People around you chatting and laughing,
But all you're doing is crying and coughing.
No one else around you can hear,
But one very special person is always there.
They know what to say to make things right,
Trying to get you to be happy and bright.
I just want to say thank you to one special person,
Just for being my truest best friend and no other reason.
Edited at 00:18 Wed 11/04/07 (BST)
Have you ever wondered what life is like?
When you make mistakes and say things that aren't right?
It's probably really not a big deal,
But to you it seems so very real.
People around you chatting and laughing,
But all you're doing is crying and coughing.
No one else around you can hear,
But one very special person is always there.
They know what to say to make things right,
Trying to get you to be happy and bright.
I just want to say thank you to one special person,
Just for being my truest best friend and no other reason.
Edited at 00:18 Wed 11/04/07 (BST)
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19:44 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
ty hun...its for u, hope ya liked it xx *hugs*
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19:50 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
I LUV IT Thankyou hun and ya know im here always dont ya??
STE come on lol title is Stella
STE come on lol title is Stella
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19:57 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
Yes i know hun and i appreciate it...thank you *hugs* same for you u know...
justsumgirl said:
I LUV IT Thankyou hun and ya know im here always dont ya??
Yes i know hun and i appreciate it...thank you *hugs* same for you u know...
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20:21 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
(Aw nice poems girls)
Stella
I know a bloke, who lives in Wales,
Bit different from France as they dont eat snails.
In his hand there is always a can,
He goes by the name of Stellaman.
Supping his lager, all through the day,
he makes us laugh in his own special way.
With his 'so to speak' and brilliant jokes,
We all know that he's a top bloke.
Working in the morning, posting at night,
When he's drunk, oh! what a sight!
Helping the captain on his masterful cruise,
So important as he brings all the booze!
Cheerful all the time, he's never sad,
Never been spiteful, and never been mad.
Instead always bubbly, up for the crack,
If he were santa, he'd have booze in his sack!
This is for stella, a proper good mate,
We cruise around together, getting in a right state!
Stella
I know a bloke, who lives in Wales,
Bit different from France as they dont eat snails.
In his hand there is always a can,
He goes by the name of Stellaman.
Supping his lager, all through the day,
he makes us laugh in his own special way.
With his 'so to speak' and brilliant jokes,
We all know that he's a top bloke.
Working in the morning, posting at night,
When he's drunk, oh! what a sight!
Helping the captain on his masterful cruise,
So important as he brings all the booze!
Cheerful all the time, he's never sad,
Never been spiteful, and never been mad.
Instead always bubbly, up for the crack,
If he were santa, he'd have booze in his sack!
This is for stella, a proper good mate,
We cruise around together, getting in a right state!
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20:34 Tue 10 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
WOOOO I Love it Ste thanks
SEE Stell i told ya bab *hugs*
SEE Stell i told ya bab *hugs*
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11:01 Wed 11 Apr 07 (BST) [Link]
Absolutely spot on mate, you know me better than i do....Brilliant
mr_guevara said:
(Aw nice poems girls)
Stella
I know a bloke, who lives in Wales,
Bit different from France as they dont eat snails.
In his hand there is always a can,
He goes by the name of Stellaman.
Supping his lager, all through the day,
he makes us laugh in his own special way.
With his 'so to speak' and brilliant jokes,
We all know that he's a top bloke.
Working in the morning, posting at night,
When he's drunk, oh! what a sight!
Helping the captain on his masterful cruise,
So important as he brings all the booze!
Cheerful all the time, he's never sad,
Never been spiteful, and never been mad.
Instead always bubbly, up for the crack,
If he were santa, he'd have booze in his sack!
This is for stella, a proper good mate,
We cruise around together, getting in a right state!
Stella
I know a bloke, who lives in Wales,
Bit different from France as they dont eat snails.
In his hand there is always a can,
He goes by the name of Stellaman.
Supping his lager, all through the day,
he makes us laugh in his own special way.
With his 'so to speak' and brilliant jokes,
We all know that he's a top bloke.
Working in the morning, posting at night,
When he's drunk, oh! what a sight!
Helping the captain on his masterful cruise,
So important as he brings all the booze!
Cheerful all the time, he's never sad,
Never been spiteful, and never been mad.
Instead always bubbly, up for the crack,
If he were santa, he'd have booze in his sack!
This is for stella, a proper good mate,
We cruise around together, getting in a right state!
Absolutely spot on mate, you know me better than i do....Brilliant
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