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Originally Posted by pshrynk
Biggles looked up from the street and groaned. "What hit me?" he asked.
"Four Cubans, eight boots, one lead pipe, at least six fists, and one forehead," said Harv. He reached down and helped Biggles to his feet.
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Originally Posted by montsnmags
mmwAHAHAHA[hick!] ...splutter ...ptooie ...HACKHACKhaHA!haHA!haHA!ftftftftftftftftft... tee hee... doioioioioioing... [wheeze!]... aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAA... he he... Giggle... [snort!]
[The evil laugh...not my for-tay]
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D'you want a drink? Nasty cough you've got there...