True. If one substitutes greasy spoon cafe for diner. One of my favourite memories of youth was heading to Bethnal Green on a Saturday morning and having the biggest (and I do mean THE biggest) full english breakfast. It even came with chips as standard!
True. Here you go, this is me poaching (semi-)naked and then poasting about it. No lie. Really. I swear. I mean it.
The next poster thinks I'm hot.
ok, fine, that's not really me.
I am about 100 times hotter than that puny man. In fact, my muscles are so big that I can't move my neck side to side or lift my arms over my head. We are talking Mr. Universe hot here.
Ok, not really. I am actually a magically animated living bowl of mashedtaters summoned to serve as @Anduin 's loyal slave/familiar...but I am pretty hot. I just got finished being cooked on the stove, after all.
True, it was nearly as bad as what they did to cousin Urnist's pancake factory during the pancake famine.
The next poster thinks Fail and I Eat You was better than Fail and I Kill You in every way and that Chumba-khan didn't receive nearly enough recognition for it.
Edit : Cripes, I seem to have been jumpaposted!
For what it's worth, I never lowered myself to such atrocities (we're talking germany level of atrocity here! (was that in poor taste? I guess it was(but who cares about that when we can make some more nazi jokes instead!))). Mostly I either go barefoot or wear docs.
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The next poster loves diners.
The next poster has been to Bethnal Green.
The next poster likes to eat things that are green.
The next poster likes to sleep in late.
Next person is cool.
The next poster is a colombian with afro hair and is a member of FARC
Next person is blond.
The next poster loves mushrooms.
The next poster has a dirty mind.
The next poster rides horses.
The next person is tired.
The next poster is hungry.
The next poster thinks Argas meant to write "posts" when he wrote "poses".
Next pos(t)er likes AC/DC.
The next poster is a science enthusiast.
The next poster thinks it's better to be feared than loved.
The next poster agrees with me.
The next poster loves to poach naked whilst posing and then poast about it. Pics or lie.
The next poster thinks I'm hot.
I am about 100 times hotter than that puny man. In fact, my muscles are so big that I can't move my neck side to side or lift my arms over my head. We are talking Mr. Universe hot here.
The next poster has been beyond the arctic circle.
The next poster would wear those bright blue speedos above with pride.
The next person likes to Hunt skator (skata, (skatan) in plural. (Sorry @Skatan ))
This usually means I kill everyone so we can be all undead and happy! Yay!
The next poster thinks that uncles should be punished for destroying their opposites, cles, in the great Not the Aunty war of 756...
The next poster is guilty of wearing socks with sandals.
The next poster thinks Fail and I Eat You was better than Fail and I Kill You in every way and that Chumba-khan didn't receive nearly enough recognition for it.
Edit : Cripes, I seem to have been jumpaposted!
For what it's worth, I never lowered myself to such atrocities (we're talking germany level of atrocity here! (was that in poor taste? I guess it was(but who cares about that when we can make some more nazi jokes instead!))). Mostly I either go barefoot or wear docs.
The next poster things Genghis Khan > Kublai Khan
The next person has been too exposed to the sun and became an indian.