Claymore's Teaser

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Claymore\'s Teaser

translate please
Pas D'elle yeux Rhone que nous

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Re: Claymore\'s Teaser

I'd rather not ....I actually prefer motor boating...or at least soemthing a bit more stable./forums/images/icons/smile.gif

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Re: Claymore\'s Teaser

"Wipe the red wine out your eyes." What on earth did you say to the student?

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Re: Claymore\'s Teaser

Paddle your own canoe - courtesy of Google.....

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Re: Claymore\'s Teaser

I gave up doing that sort of thing years ago, and prefer less strenous activity

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Re: Claymore\'s Teaser

The same google search also spat this out - perhaps Claymore will translate......

Oh what a sleekit, horrible beastie.
Lurks in yer stomach efter a feastie.
Just as ye sit doon among yer kin.
There sterts tae stir an enormous wind.
The neeps an' tatties an' aw o these.
Stert working like a gentle breeze.
But soon the puddin' wi' the sonsie face.
Will huv ye blawin' a' ower the place.
Naw matter whit the hell ye dae.
A'body's gonna huv tae pay.
Even if ye try te stifle.
It's like a bullet oot a rifle.
Haud yer bum tight tae the chair.
Tae try an' stop the leakin' air.
Shirt yersel' fae cheek te cheek.
An' pray te God it disnae reek.
But a' yer efforts go asunder.
Oot it comes like a clap o' thunder.
It ricochets aroon' the room.
Michty me! A sonic boom!.
God almighty, it fairly reeks.
(Ah hope ah huvnae sh%t ma breeks!).
Straight tae the bog ah better scurry.
Aw whit the hell, its no' ma worry.
A'body roon' aboot me's chokin'.
Wan or two are nearly bokin'.
Ah'll feel much better fur a while.
Ah cannae help but raise a smile.
"Wis him!!" ah shout, wi accusin' glower.
Alas, too late, He's just keeled ower.
"Ya dirty bugger!" they shout and stare.
Ah dinnae feel welcome ony mair.
Where e'er ye be, let yer wind gang free.
(sound jist like a job for thee and me).
Whit a fuss at rabbie's perty.
Ower the sake o' wan wee ferty.

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Re: Claymore\'s Teaser

pass dingle dell youse rank nit wit ...

well .. it rhymes, just abt ....

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Re: Claymore\'s Teaser

A l'eau, c'est l'heure.



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Something like:

There was a young maiden called Laura
Whose libations could not have been purer
In a sort of relapse
She showed Claymore her paps
But he'd drunk too much Jura to score her.

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Re: Something like:

You are not a poet and
now we all know it........

well it rhymes better than that pathetic stuff of yours....no doubt hlb will endorse my sentiments in due course....

A little decorum
Would be nice on the forum....


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Re: Something like:

So it was you holding an empty bottle and snoring in a doorway on Princes Street.

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Re: Claymore\'s Teaser

Un petit d'un petit c'est en aveulx
Un petit d'un petit a d'un grevaulx

(damn, how do you do accents on this thing?)

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