Thursday, November 02, 2006

Christ-sakes! Mr Baggy on the loose!

Aftah discovering ah wholly whopping world of british humour, i've decided that i'd fancy to shaaare this obscure knowlegde that one has compiled one's self through uttah bliss and haaardwork.
One is talking fancy this simply because one has one is suffering ah minor case of dyslexiah. hott stuff, bally! Absolutely top hole - I have to say. Jolly good show old bean! **



**This is the translation of what I said.**
After discovering a wholly whopping world of British humour, I've decided that I'd like to share this obscure knowlegde that I have compiled myself through utter bliss and hardwork.
I'm talking like this simply because I have I am suffering a minor case of dyslexia. Hott stuff, bugger!


If you suffer from minor cuts, burns, bruises or so to say, any form of internal bleeding, either from your brain, stomach, lung or anything that involves your lifestyle( that includes yer pubes,too ) ..take note that this may be rather infectious. Or so to speak, it may cause damage( or more ) to you. So have a jolly good time and have a laugh. Have a bit of a joke. Because in the end, you're the one who'll be a tad bit brainier than tha' hood. I specifically regret saying that. So, learn , dear fiend! And speak like the Brits!


Take heed that this translation is set into Ali-G mode. Yes, your text will turn out the be the sickest and crummiest shit you'll ever read.

Next up, The Chaucer Pubbe Gag.
Take note that the term "Pubbe" is pronounced as "pub".





























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