Quote: Leevil @ November 23 2009, 11:23 PM GMTI love the smell of punctuality in the morning.
That'll be all those mung beans you eat.
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anyone seen homer?
Quote: carl carlson @ November 23 2009, 11:25 PM GMTanyone seen homer?
Is this the start of a joke? Homer-sexual?
Oh yeah, welcome to the BCG Carl Carlson.
hello giggle-O
Quote: carl carlson @ November 23 2009, 11:30 PM GMThello giggle-O
Quite often new members introduce themselves on the Introductions area of the forum. This might not be your style, but it allows you/us to get to know people a little before they begin posting.
Happy BCG-ing Carl!
Daring to return to football for a moment . . .
You're an erudite bunch of wordsmiths so does the tense that footballers/commentators speak in have a name ?
e.g. I've gone for the ball and he's beat me to it.
He's crossed into the area . . .
Quote: Oldrocker @ November 23 2009, 11:35 PM GMTDaring to return to football for a moment . . .
You're an erudite bunch of wordsmiths so does the tense that footballers/commentators speak in have a name ?
e.g. I've gone for the ball and he's beat me to it.
He's crossed into the area . . .
I think it's called chav speak.
Quote: Chappers @ November 23 2009, 11:42 PM GMTI think it's called chav speak.
Descriptivist lexicographers have led u silly geese to think that language must be dumbed down; that florid, tumid prose is a thing of the past. I say nay! Cast off your ignorant bondage and join me, my brethren, in luxuriant sybaritic sesquipedalia. You need not be the dummy you have been lo these many, many moons.
There is a certain appeal in possessing the nomenclature to metaphorically, systematically, intellectually dismember another. Don't you agree?
Quote: carl carlson @ November 23 2009, 11:47 PM GMTDescriptivist lexicographers have led u silly geese to think that language must be dumbed down; that florid, tumid prose is a thing of the past. I say nay! Cast off your ignorant bondage and join me, my brethren, in luxuriant sybaritic sesquipedalia. You need not be the dummy you have been lo these many, many moons.
There is a certain appeal in possessing the nomenclature to metaphorically, systematically, intellectually dismember another. Don't you agree?
Quote: carl carlson @ November 23 2009, 10:54 PM GMTOh f**k of Chappers you horrible c**t
Quote: carl carlson @ November 23 2009, 11:47 PM GMTDescriptivist lexicographers have led u silly geese to think that language must be dumbed down; that florid, tumid prose is a thing of the past. I say nay! Cast off your ignorant bondage and join me, my brethren, in luxuriant sybaritic sesquipedalia. You need not be the dummy you have been lo these many, many moons.
There is a certain appeal in possessing the nomenclature to metaphorically, systematically, intellectually dismember another. Don't you agree?
Yes!
Or maybe no.
Quote: Mike T @ November 23 2009, 10:58 PM GMTlol don't be shy, say what you really think
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lol don't register multiple accounts
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Quote: Chappers @ November 23 2009, 11:42 PM GMTI think it's called chav speak.
And here's me hoping someone would say 'It's the superlative passive subjunctive, prat.'
Quote: carl carlson @ November 23 2009, 11:47 PM GMTDescriptivist lexicographers have led u silly geese to think that language must be dumbed down; that florid, tumid prose is a thing of the past. I say nay! Cast off your ignorant bondage and join me, my brethren, in luxuriant sybaritic sesquipedalia. You need not be the dummy you have been lo these many, many moons.
There is a certain appeal in possessing the nomenclature to metaphorically, systematically, intellectually dismember another. Don't you agree?
You lot . . keep him talking . . I'll phone . .
Will someone wish liverpool luck for the europa league for me 
Quote: Tony Cowards @ November 23 2009, 1:47 PM GMT9-0, the infamous game at Old Trafford in 1994.
Glad to know that we (Ipswich Town) still hold the record the heaviest gubbing in the Prem despite the best efforts of the Lactics.
Was also at Old Trafford when Town got beat 4-0 a few years later, a terrible match made worse by the fact that I'd just got a mobile phone and signed up for a goal text alert service, so not only was I watching Ipswich get beat but everytime a goal went in, 30 seconds later my phone would go off with a text telling me who'd just scored the goal I'd seen with my very own eyes AND each one cost my 12.5p!
Craig Forest, who played in goal for Ipswich that day, came back to Old Trafford with West Ham five seasons later and they lost 7-1.
Liverpool out of the Champions League.