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Hmmm, I have no idea what your talking about but when I typed in Dragon Ball Z on Google (the best web search engine...coff) it looked very colourful. However it just looked like another one of those pokemon sellout Japanese cartoons - and I for one love 'em.I'm going out now to buy all the video tapes, DVDs and playing cards etc. .........I'm back from buying out the shops, but I stumbled on the way back home and drop all the goods. A bunch of children shouted "Scrambles" and came over and attacked me and stole all my precious Dragon Ball Z merchandise, I am so unhappy.I wish I'd never got involved in your horrible Dragon Ball Z!Good Afternoon to everyone in England, Good evening to Japan and Wales.

The most attractive celebrity in the entire world has to be "The Queen of England". She's absolutly drop dead gorgeous and If I had my way, I'd be married to her tomorrow.The way she moves so elegantly accross the floor, or the way she raises her arm ever so slightly to welcome the proletariat. It melts my heart.God save the Queen and her beautifully charming good looks.(this was a silly topic)Bye

I have a few forms of communucation which I consider much more adventurous than your average run of the mill telephone.The one I use most frequently is a horse and cart, I write a letter (using a feather quill) and then, after placing my seal upon it, I pass it to Regenald - my rider - he takes it (by horse and cart) directly to the nearest post box, he jumps down from the horse and collects the letter from the cabin he was towing and places it in the box. The message travels by royal mail to the address I placed on the letter.I also ocassionally use pigeons. I hold the pigeon tight and attach my letter to its foot, he travels rather hastily to the nearest post box and jumps in. The recipiant not only gets my message but also welcomes the nice pigeon pie supper.Also I enjoy getting my pigeon to dial my phone numbers, this is a quicker and more conviniant way of comunicating.I rather enjoy the idea of goin in person to speak to someone. So what I usually do is run out into the street and skin a fellow human, wearing them as a garment I go - in person - to speak to my freind. Returning home I replace the skin i used and re-awaken the person from wholm I had borrowed it.I also like the phoneTa-Ra

I agree with Tatatee about the head banner, very nice. I especially like the amusing little countdown timer at the bottom of the main page. Good general layout. Nice to be able to read a little more blog, perhaps you could post more frequently but I suppose you gotta get other things going first. Anyway, very good. Ta-Ra

The weirdest thing I've ever read was an article which said my country was at war with Iraq (we were dragged into it by a bigger country apparantly) Sighs -doesn't want to cause controversy or a debate-

This test is farcical! I just died

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Don't worry I wasn't out to offend BUFFALO (Thumbs up)Just harmless, playful bickering that's all.More statments:-Happy as Larry (Who's Larry)-Catch as bus (Who threw it, that's what I want to know)-Creased up to the nines...Etc.I'd be happy to let you deconstruct them BuffaloHELP if you'd like to.Thankyou all (and to the poorer people - cheers)

I may be terribly wrong, or there has been some kind of mix up, but I've heard that because I have velcro on my shoes instead of laces I'm going to hell.Now I know that I can occassionally become disobiedient when it comes to selecting footwear for myself to wear. But I believe it's within the Catholic section of Christianity and Hindu religion that they don't allow velcro.When Someone such as me has to travel quite hastily from one place to anotehr on my bicycle I find that it is alot more effect to strap over the velcro than to risk a lace being caught upon a gear cogg.I don't wish to cause any controversy but I've just always wanted to be able to find a religion that will suit my sticky needs.And in response to Kiko's " I Hate When People Ask Me My Religion", I wondered if you could tell me what religion you are..........No, Oh right, No need to shout.Evening to all those in Wales and the middle east, To the rest of the world - Morning

These are examples of oxymoron where two ideas are contradicting one another. Few examples are:"that's a jumbo shrimp" "it was pretty ugly" "silent cry" "deafening silence" I wonder if that is what you heard. If you replace 'in' with 'with' it's correct. At least that is the way I've heard it. 139727[/snapback] I will now attempt to attack BUFFALO by using as many "Stupid statments" for being very smart and deconstructing our statments... Alright smart Alec! We don't need your type comin' up this neck of the woods and spouting all stuff and nonsense about our yapping. Why don't you just swallow some humble pie and apoligise for kicking us when we we down. All we tried to do was have a banter about silly sayings and you have to go and start stiring by using oxyMORON and general premodifications to make you sound all borgeious like Maggie Thatcher well I for two have had enough, go on, Sling your hook. It's all free folks Apoligies to BUFFALO - we're all freinds here Ta

Terrible buisness really,One of my barbie dolls got mixed up in it for a while and when she wanted out, her "manager" seemed more than reluctant to let her go. She was doing him jolly good buisness. I had to get involved in the end and thankfully by the grace of the upper beings she was allowed to live an adaquate life up until her death in late december 2004.The memories are still a burden on my heart, "If only I'd have got involved sooner, maybe...maybe I could have prevented it, I can't punish myself, I'm just one kid"Let that be a warning to you - stay out of the Hentai world kid!...

Here's one you often hear when someone is looking for something:"It's always in the last place you look"...Well ofcourse it is you stupid idiot! I mean who carries on looking after they've found it.I mean really, what kind of world do we live in.It's all free folks

Disorder Rating Paranoid: Very High Schizoid: Very High Schizotypal: Very High Antisocial: Moderate Borderline: Very High Histrionic: Low Narcissistic: Moderate Avoidant: Low Dependent: High Obsessive-Compulsive: Very High Well, I just had no idea I was so troubled begins to sob

Do you know what I hate, people like you! Who use the word "Noob", it's so damn annoying when your in a game and people are running around shouting Noob, it's even more annoying than the new people asking questions. I say we build a big bonfire and burn all the folk who use the word "noob" or "newbie". Starting with you!

Classical Archives This one is good for classical midi files, 5 free a day.

Hurray, I'm going to live till 80!, Probably bedridden and eating dinner through a straw but still I'm more than excited

Dr. Stranglove or How I learnt to stop worrying and love the bomb - by Stanley Kubrick

There's just too much, here's a few of my favourites - Hungarian Rhapsody No.2 - Franz LisztThe Second Piano Concerto - Serge RachmaninoffThe Third Piano Concerto - Ludwig Van Beethoven

Hmmm tough question but I'd probably have to go with melted chocolate. Only with melted chocolate do you get that fresh rotting sensation.Yummy(Two thumbs up)

Mr. Tambourine Man by Bob Dylan Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Vanished from my hand, Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin'. I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're Seein' that he's chasing. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.