Post a lie about the poster above.

[Speicher]

CP tripes on a German quay board

 

[Renard]

Speicher can laugh 4 times longer than the average owl.

 

[Crackle]

Renard hangs from the ceiling to type on his computer, that way he gets enough blood to the brain to make sense.

 

[Crackle]

Most of the time that is.

 

[Renard]

Crackle has a sister called Snap and a brother called Pop.

 

[Wigsie]

Crackle's surname is 'ing' and he used to be attached to mr Pig

 

[dellzeqq]

Wigsie recites poetry to himself on dark nights

 

[andrew-the-tortoise]

Dellzeqq has written some clever computery 'scrip' to lie about the previous poster - but now faces extradition to the US under nasty auntie terror laws.

 

[Crackle]

Wigsie has all the Star Trek encycopedias and can speak Klingon. He is also learning Elvish so he can play Dungeons and Dragons in it's native language and open the secret portal.

 

[Renard]

Wigsie has been commisioned by the Duke of York to decorate his mansion with half a dozen graffitti 'art' pieces.

 

[ComedyPilot]

Renard went to Australia on a £10 ticket in the 1960’s. He settled in the suburbs of Sydney, and got a job during the day as a rivet licker on the Sydney Harbour Bridge. He worked 18 hours a day for 32 years with no holidays, and thought he was on a good wage at AUS $ 25 a week. One day whilst licking rivets he spotted a dashing tanned man in Ray Mears-type shorts swimming with great white sharks in the harbour. The dashing man introduced himself as Steve Irwin and they fell in love instantly. Renard hero-worshipped Steve, and pistol whipped anyone who got close with a plastic ‘Luger’ his grandad told him he’d got from a Jerry in the war. One day Renards world caved in when Steve was speared through the heart by a stingray. Distraught and penny-less Rebard returned to London and set up a stall on Smithfield market selling dodgy porn films on betamax video cassettes, and unlocking mobile phones, aided by a bloke with one leg and halitosis called ‘Blind Henry’

Funny how life deals you a bad hand, eh?

 

[Hover Fly]

CP believes rubbing glass with banana skin makes it porous

 

[Bigtwin]

Renard went to Australia on a £10 ticket in the 1960’s. He settled in the suburbs of Sydney, and got a job during the day as a rivet licker on the Sydney Harbour Bridge. He worked 18 hours a day for 32 years with no holidays, and thought he was on a good wage at AUS $ 25 a week. One day whilst licking rivets he spotted a dashing tanned man in Ray Mears-type shorts swimming with great white sharks in the harbour. The dashing man introduced himself as Steve Irwin and they fell in love instantly. Renard hero-worshipped Steve, and pistol whipped anyone who got close with a plastic ‘Luger’ his grandad told him he’d got from a Jerry in the war. One day Renards world caved in when Steve was speared through the heart by a stingray. Distraught and penny-less Rebard returned to London and set up a stall on Smithfield market selling dodgy porn films on betamax video cassettes, and unlocking mobile phones, aided by a bloke with one leg and halitosis called ‘Blind Henry’

Funny how life deals you a bad hand, eh?

??????

 

[Wigsie]

CP writes a story then changes the name of the abusee and presses the post button.

 

[dellzeqq]

Wigsie would never stoop to such a thing