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due to the stirling efforts in the thread "raindrop in my rollup" may i suggest a poetry club on thl .Im sure that with the high level of intelligence and sensitivity coupled with the mastery of the s

Across the moss flags a waving, Up on the bank crowds awaiting, Through the mist old ned can be seen, The slipper in red behind the screen, Two long dogs in their prime, Oh to go back to that

Anti's   Behind a screen they sit and sneer why the fukc do they come on here , they think where bad and have no right but we will always put up a fight , politicians make promises but they dont

I'll have a go then......................

 

Well its morning again....

So turn on the pc...

The hunting life as usual...

Wonder whos been talking the piss out of me...

 

Will it be Mick, his pictures are a farce...

Lying on the couch with his finger up his arse....

Remember the day with that bloody Hog weed...

Not interested says Mick just wanting a feed....

 

Or will it be Stabba the plump gentleman queer...

Thank f**k he stays miles away and nowhere near...

He couldn't get a f**k, unless he'd to pay her...

Imagine the shame, your hero Leo Sayer....

 

And what about Christain, a weird one he is...

Likes to wear dresses and call himself Liz....

Stop Pm'ing me you little faggot...

I'm not f*****g interested in your 2" inch maggot...

 

So thats my slagging done for the day...

Its of to watch Big Brother...hip hip hooray...

But dont get upset as this is all in jest....

You all f*****g know that Lab is the best...

 

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It was cold and dark the sky was blue

and down the road the shit cart flew...

 

It hit a bump, A shout was heard,

A bloke was hit by a flying tird.

 

On his gravestone this was rit.

 

Who flung dung was Murdered... by his mate Who Flung Shit.........

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I'll have a go then......................

 

Well its morning again....

So turn on the pc...

The hunting life as usual...

Wonder whos been talking the piss out of me...

 

Will it be Mick, his pictures are a farce...

Lying on the couch with his finger up his arse....

Remember the day with that bloody Hog weed...

Not interested says Mick just wanting a feed....

 

Or will it be Stabba the plump gentleman queer...

Thank f**k he stays miles away and nowhere near...

He couldn't get a f**k, unless he'd to pay her...

Imagine the shame, your hero Leo Sayer....

 

And what about Christain, a weird one he is...

Likes to wear dresses and call himself Liz....

Stop Pm'ing me you little faggot...

I'm not f*****g interested in your 2" inch maggot...

 

So thats my slagging done for the day...

Its of to watch Big Brother...hip hip hooray...

But dont get upset as this is all in jest....

You all f*****g know that Lab is the best...

 

:toast:

there was an old scot called lab-tastic,

nice lad but he is a spastic,

has fat Labradors,wears ladies nickers and draws,

and fucks pheasants till they cant take no more..... :D

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I'll have a go then......................

 

Well its morning again....

So turn on the pc...

The hunting life as usual...

Wonder whos been talking the piss out of me...

 

Will it be Mick, his pictures are a farce...

Lying on the couch with his finger up his arse....

Remember the day with that bloody Hog weed...

Not interested says Mick just wanting a feed....

 

Or will it be Stabba the plump gentleman queer...

Thank f**k he stays miles away and nowhere near...

He couldn't get a f**k, unless he'd to pay her...

Imagine the shame, your hero Leo Sayer....

 

And what about Christain, a weird one he is...

Likes to wear dresses and call himself Liz....

Stop Pm'ing me you little faggot...

I'm not f*****g interested in your 2" inch maggot...

 

So thats my slagging done for the day...

Its of to watch Big Brother...hip hip hooray...

But dont get upset as this is all in jest....

You all f*****g know that Lab is the best...

 

:toast:

there was an old scot called lab-tastic,

nice lad but he is a spastic,

has fat Labradors,wears ladies nickers and draws,

and fucks pheasants till they cant take no more..... :D

 

When that slavering c**t Stewie, left for Sweden....

My thoughts were "Thank f**k" cause he does ma heed in....

A liverpool fan through and through...

But am sick of his pish about Big Jock Knew...

He didnt turn up at Dans, so guilty as sin...

When i do meet up with him i'll kick his c**t in....

 

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I'll have a go then......................

 

Well its morning again....

So turn on the pc...

The hunting life as usual...

Wonder whos been talking the piss out of me...

 

Will it be Mick, his pictures are a farce...

Lying on the couch with his finger up his arse....

Remember the day with that bloody Hog weed...

Not interested says Mick just wanting a feed....

 

Or will it be Stabba the plump gentleman queer...

Thank f**k he stays miles away and nowhere near...

He couldn't get a f**k, unless he'd to pay her...

Imagine the shame, your hero Leo Sayer....

 

And what about Christain, a weird one he is...

Likes to wear dresses and call himself Liz....

Stop Pm'ing me you little faggot...

I'm not f*****g interested in your 2" inch maggot...

 

So thats my slagging done for the day...

Its of to watch Big Brother...hip hip hooray...

But dont get upset as this is all in jest....

You all f*****g know that Lab is the best...

 

:toast:

there was an old scot called lab-tastic,

nice lad but he is a spastic,

has fat Labradors,wears ladies nickers and draws,

and fucks pheasants till they cant take no more..... :D

 

When that slavering c**t Stewie, left for Sweden....

My thoughts were "Thank f**k" cause he does ma heed in....

A liverpool fan through and through...

But am sick of his pish about Big Jock Knew...

He didnt turn up at Dans, so guilty as sin...

When i do meet up with him i'll kick his c**t in....

 

:toast:

:laugh: :laugh: im tired and got no energy to beat that mate so 2-1 to you, for now.... :whistling::D

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Across the moss flags a waving,

Up on the bank crowds awaiting,

Through the mist old ned can be seen,

The slipper in red behind the screen,

Two long dogs in their prime,

Oh to go back to that glorious time,

Frosty mornings with friends. Of old,

All dressed in cammo to keep out the cold,

One in up goes the shout,

Up. Pops the slipper looking about,

Two long dogs coiled like springs,

Slip them slip the massed crowd sings,

Old neddy glides past a spring in his heel,

Grey hounds in slips his life ready to steal,

He zigs and zags as they wave their flags,

The slipper rises to a deafening roar,

Off go the long dogs as the leads hit the floor,

First to the hare their going flat out,

Twisting and turning Reds in the lead just by his snout,

A whisker away the hare makes a turn,

A true wild athlete with energy to burn,

Up comes the blue dog with a last gasp,

The red dog looses just outclassed,

Up goes the blue flag half the bank cheers,

While old nedy turns through a hedge and disapers,

The Waterloo cup the coursing of old,

Just memory's now and storys to be told !!!

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The Terrier Rags 1990 ~ 2006

I picked him up at 6 weeks old

nothin special and not so bold,

the 1st few weeks he played and slept

in the house he was kept,

his time had come to see the land

at 12 weeks old he was so grand,

that was the start off a time together

out in the fields in all sorts of weather,

small in size but big in heart

me and him where never apart,

the yrs flew by and he started to slow

but show him his quarry and he was ready to go,

then the day we all fear

i hold my hands up i shed more than a tear,

16 yrs we where as 1

how i missed him when he was gone,

no pictures to show or write up in mags

just a few words off my old boy Rags !!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Terrier Rags 1990 ~ 2006

I picked him up at 6 weeks old

nothin special and not so bold,

the 1st few weeks he played and slept

in the house he was kept,

his time had come to see the land

at 12 weeks old he was so grand,

that was the start off a time together

out in the fields in all sorts of weather,

small in size but big in heart

me and him where never apart,

the yrs flew by and he started to slow

but show him his quarry and he was ready to go,

then the day we all fear

i hold my hands up i shed more than a tear,

16 yrs we where as 1

how i missed him when he was gone,

no pictures to show or write up in mags

just a few words off my old boy Rags !!

:cray:
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The Terrier Rags 1990 ~ 2006

I picked him up at 6 weeks old

nothin special and not so bold,

the 1st few weeks he played and slept

in the house he was kept,

his time had come to see the land

at 12 weeks old he was so grand,

that was the start off a time together

out in the fields in all sorts of weather,

small in size but big in heart

me and him where never apart,

the yrs flew by and he started to slow

but show him his quarry and he was ready to go,

then the day we all fear

i hold my hands up i shed more than a tear,

16 yrs we where as 1

how i missed him when he was gone,

no pictures to show or write up in mags

just a few words off my old boy Rags !!

:cray:

 

That is a good one, like your waterloo cup one as well GTE :cray:

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