Doghead's Cosmic Bar

That is a very useful phrase, especially when you apologize because the tobacco shop is being scraped.

Happens all the time. It's the hovercraft you see - they're difficult enough to control at the best of times. But with all those eels as well - no tobacconist is safe!

Dogh'd?! Sherry with an Everclear chaser!

...A DOUBLE- 'k thanks.

Looks at Butterlemonade in the Buttercup.

wel at least your on a season forum Jak,but really,first Roxie now you..

surreal tastelessness and crude lavatorial "humour" alert!
I can only apologise wholeheartedly and unreservedly for the direction the last stanza and a half went off in. I fought it as long as I could, but projects this ambitious - well, they have a mind (and a will!) of their own!

oh can u get me a hug,cheese,and some edible stuff

Ugh! See baffling headache out-consumed esteem,
ad nauseam, meet touches of huge belching feeds.
Ha! Bash if feculence, as muttonhead's huge ego deem -
Hot became humungous, teenage, fish-faced Leeds.

Fudge feeble thug, as cheese-head consummation;
mug household huge abasement - acne side-effect!
Begun deduce huge, shameless home affectation -
she noisome slug, ace deathbed menu huge affect.

Found fudge anathema, comestible huge cheeses
choose nauseate, huge shame - effect bemuddling.
Guide toughened schemes, unfathomable faeces -
She due enema! The cheesed-off bum's coagulating!

Huge, toughened scheme became foul fantasised:
Defecate each shameful humbug - ego sonnetised!

jak,i think you need your real friends on this one..

Oh good. More children. I was feeling a bit peckish. Not that I'm getting like Black Alis or anything.

Psimagus--You see there! Anagrams lead to *makes face* folk songs, an'folk songs lead to rubbish!

Ah well, as Sir Thomas Beecham once said - I'll try anything once. Except folk dancing and incest.

UR such a geek, Jakky!

Am I bothered?

You kids could have great bots, if you typed all your posts into your bot, instead of everyone of the forums!