Discussion in 'General Forum' started by ciderman9000000, Feb 22, 2007.
I think minkle means cunt, marcos. Minkle!
listen marcos... i don't know what time it is over there in Bognor-Regis... but it's 2 in the morning here. The bells gone... i don't have to listen to your stupid dreams anymore... fuck off!
Now, now boys. Its been a long day at school. Let's not let our heads get the better of us. Now give each other a nice hug and kiss and we'll see each other tomorrow.
Yes, Minkle means cunt.
"hey look Vicar, you can see mrs. pennysworth on the front pew's minkle from here!"
It can also be used as a friendly greeting...
"Hello Vicar, you fucking minkle!"
now that's what i call discipline!
ok, i don`t think this doctor/patient relation is working as expected
i think i'm going to need another shrink
someone who doesn`t ask me to fuck off, for a start
after the bell rings marcos, i aint your fucking shrink. it's just a job, 9-5, to pay the bills, i got better things to worry about than you.
only a british cunt will say "hello" and then "fucking minkle"
that mix of gay politeness and macho bravado is only seen in the isles
oi! keep your hands off our isles, you know what happended last time!
yeah, we had to send a great squad to mexico 1986 and kick you out of the world cup
'kinell. This is one funny thread.
Please sir, the boys toilets smell of oranges.
And cook says that there is no Gypsy Tart for pudding because a boy called Lumptard has eaten it all.
Take it up with the Deputy Headmaster, Hectic when the school reopens tomorrow.
Hello boys and girls. Counseller ciderman9000000's office is now open. Turn those frowns upside down and be happy etc.
Look, i got tickets for my other half to see her fav band (and mine too), the band she'd do anything to see, or so i believed, and she goes and turns it down. I'm now lumbered with a spare ticket to see Muse this summer. What's that all about Mr Councellor?
Mmm-kay... it seems that your other half has come to her senses and finally realised the fundamental flaw in being a muse fan; that muse are, in fact, shite, and to be a fan of shite is ridiculous. You should follow her lead and burn the tickets in a lust-filled muse-hating ritual involving lots of candles and chanting, then your girlfriend might like you again. Frankly, how a guy who's into muse gets a girlfriend in the first place is beyond me, but it's happened, so let's not dwell on that. Just burn the tickets.
I knew i should have gone to see the nurse instead...
today's nurse is espadaydaga
good luck there
Who's the school slut?
this topic of conversation is not suitable for the counsellors office. please take it elsewhere. i suggest the playground.
Where the hell is cider. This is my favorite class.
Psychology's not a proper subject.
I hope for a day when people can just kill each other and not have to stand trial or time,one man's bussiness should not be interfered with.. i've been waiting for that day forever counseller,when will it come and what does this all mean...
I think cider's late for class. Do you want me to fine him mehro?
you can't fine me. i'm trying to fit a full time job around my counselling schedule... it's not easy!
Do you need some counselling counsellor?
not everyone is cut out to be a counsellor redeyez, the life of a counsellor is one of lonelyness and sorrow, but let us not tarry on the negative aspects of counsellor life, let's rejoice and make merry upon the heath and quaff fine scrumpy until the cows come home for a-milking!
in short - yes.
Who is the milk monitor today ?
why you asking me? do i look like the fucking milk monitor duty delegator? NO! i'm the shrink!
GET THE HELL OUT OF MY OFFICE!
Feel free to consult yourself in a mirror on a regular basis, i often talk to myself in the mirror...
Those eyes.... Are....... So.........
exactly how often do you 'consult' yourself redeyez? maybe you should take a few classes in the sex ed. dept. with proffessor espada.
JEEPERS CREEPERS... WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE PEEPERS... JEEPERS CREEPERS... WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE EYES...
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