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Are you a boogie wooogie woogie man...? ...or just like a bog standard bogie man with an extra 'o'?Welcome, come and sit on the couch and tell us all about it?
Quote from: bodaccea on October 28, 2011, 05:51:11 AMAre you a boogie wooogie woogie man...? ...or just like a bog standard bogie man with an extra 'o'?Welcome, come and sit on the couch and tell us all about it?I thought bog trotters were just another name for Irish.
Quote from: PPK on October 28, 2011, 06:55:33 PMQuote from: bodaccea on October 28, 2011, 05:51:11 AMAre you a boogie wooogie woogie man...? ...or just like a bog standard bogie man with an extra 'o'?Welcome, come and sit on the couch and tell us all about it?I thought bog trotters were just another name for Irish. Poor you, your lack of Irish blood has made you bitter!
Quote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:04:55 AMQuote from: PPK on October 28, 2011, 06:55:33 PMQuote from: bodaccea on October 28, 2011, 05:51:11 AMAre you a boogie wooogie woogie man...? ...or just like a bog standard bogie man with an extra 'o'?Welcome, come and sit on the couch and tell us all about it?I thought bog trotters were just another name for Irish. Poor you, your lack of Irish blood has made you bitter! I don't need bog trotter blood to afford French fries.
Quote from: PPK on October 29, 2011, 12:09:41 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:04:55 AMQuote from: PPK on October 28, 2011, 06:55:33 PMQuote from: bodaccea on October 28, 2011, 05:51:11 AMAre you a boogie wooogie woogie man...? ...or just like a bog standard bogie man with an extra 'o'?Welcome, come and sit on the couch and tell us all about it?I thought bog trotters were just another name for Irish. Poor you, your lack of Irish blood has made you bitter! I don't need bog trotter blood to afford French fries. You are part Scottish, I guess you can console yourself by wearing the skirt.
The Irish KNOW how to wear a skirt.
Quote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:16:52 AM The Irish KNOW how to wear a skirt. They make them from old potato sacks. Poor micks can't afford plaid.
Quote from: PPK on October 29, 2011, 12:18:32 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:16:52 AM The Irish KNOW how to wear a skirt. They make them from old potato sacks. Poor micks can't afford plaid. Micks look better in potato sacks than Scots look in royal robes, you just can't handle it.
Quote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:22:57 AMQuote from: PPK on October 29, 2011, 12:18:32 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:16:52 AM The Irish KNOW how to wear a skirt. They make them from old potato sacks. Poor micks can't afford plaid. Micks look better in potato sacks than Scots look in royal robes, you just can't handle it. I don't want to wear royal robes or potato sacks anyway.
Quote from: PPK on October 29, 2011, 12:25:13 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:22:57 AMQuote from: PPK on October 29, 2011, 12:18:32 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:16:52 AM The Irish KNOW how to wear a skirt. They make them from old potato sacks. Poor micks can't afford plaid. Micks look better in potato sacks than Scots look in royal robes, you just can't handle it. I don't want to wear royal robes or potato sacks anyway. I know, you don't even want to bother with underwhere half the time.
Quote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:26:20 AMQuote from: PPK on October 29, 2011, 12:25:13 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:22:57 AMQuote from: PPK on October 29, 2011, 12:18:32 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on October 29, 2011, 12:16:52 AM The Irish KNOW how to wear a skirt. They make them from old potato sacks. Poor micks can't afford plaid. Micks look better in potato sacks than Scots look in royal robes, you just can't handle it. I don't want to wear royal robes or potato sacks anyway. I know, you don't even want to bother with underwhere half the time. Moar offten then ewe think.
Underware maketh the man!
