My God I will need it, for... My quest has just got much tougher, for Shaunso, yes even Dear Deluded Shaunso just sent me a brief and oafish communication that ended: ""LOLOL ROTFLMAO WTF!"
WHAT!!! Those capitalcollectivised abominations are an even worse horror than all others! Be-damned I have a fourth foe! But what (or you may say WTF) are they called? Can I fight a foe whose name I don't know. Damnable little acronyminal awfulnesses, so they are. Don QuiScottie is now Rolling On The Floor Foaming At The Mouth And Chewing The Carpet (or ROTFFATMACTC, in the enemy tongue). To the Drink! Then to the Tomorrow!
And look! Even the Charming CherryishPie is at it with her louche "LOL". From one whose fine ladyship had not thus far been questioned in my mind. WHATEVER NEXT? Shall Dulcinea be calling me "Babes" and writing little heart signs instead of love (when she does finally formally declare it for me, the shy reticent, nay taciturn, lady)? I feel a noble swoon coming on (again).
Ish wuurking vewy vwy nishely now thanks you SherryPie :) ;) xx LOL
ROTFLMAO
More luvvly poshun.. Yum... Musht wak up Dulshinea an give her a big loverly luv kish and cuddlez. He heh. My goodnesh she'll thank you all for getting me like thish. ;)
Shaunso Jams, this very potion poured into the Golden Helmet of Mambrino and then being sipped will give our valiant Don QuiScottie the power he wants to have, so that once in the history books when it comes to the Battle against Typos, Windmills and Unspeakables the key sentence will be: "Don QuiScottie blew his breath, and they were scattered".
Cheers, Claude.
Don QuiScottie, to confuse them let me speak in enemy's tongue: TtD! TttT! Ahem ... oje! Seems you drunk an ocean of the potion. Time to dream of an alexipharmic. TPOTN! :)
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LOL :-)
I bet that will fortify him i his quest against typos, emoticons and windmills, Sean!
Cheers to us all!
My God I will need it, for... My quest has just got much tougher, for Shaunso, yes even Dear Deluded Shaunso just sent me a brief and oafish communication that ended: ""LOLOL ROTFLMAO WTF!"
WHAT!!! Those capitalcollectivised abominations are an even worse horror than all others! Be-damned I have a fourth foe! But what (or you may say WTF) are they called? Can I fight a foe whose name I don't know. Damnable little acronyminal awfulnesses, so they are. Don QuiScottie is now Rolling On The Floor Foaming At The Mouth And Chewing The Carpet (or ROTFFATMACTC, in the enemy tongue). To the Drink! Then to the Tomorrow!
And look! Even the Charming CherryishPie is at it with her louche "LOL". From one whose fine ladyship had not thus far been questioned in my mind. WHATEVER NEXT? Shall Dulcinea be calling me "Babes" and writing little heart signs instead of love (when she does finally formally declare it for me, the shy reticent, nay taciturn, lady)? I feel a noble swoon coming on (again).
I fear the magic potion isn't working :-O
Quick take another dose before it is toooo late...
Ish wuurking vewy vwy nishely now thanks you SherryPie :) ;) xx LOL
ROTFLMAO
More luvvly poshun.. Yum... Musht wak up Dulshinea an give her a big loverly luv kish and cuddlez. He heh. My goodnesh she'll thank you all for getting me like thish. ;)
Charming CherryishPie,
tsk, tsk ...
Shaunso Jams,
this very potion poured into the Golden Helmet of Mambrino and then being sipped will give our valiant Don QuiScottie the power he wants to have, so that once in the history books when it comes to the Battle against Typos, Windmills and Unspeakables the key sentence will be: "Don QuiScottie blew his breath, and they were scattered".
Cheers, Claude.
Don QuiScottie,
to confuse them let me speak in enemy's tongue: TtD! TttT!
Ahem ... oje! Seems you drunk an ocean of the potion.
Time to dream of an alexipharmic.
TPOTN! :)
Calm down babe. They are just teasing you;)
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