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The Cellar: Flappable when lit
The Cellar: Causing your pants to feel tighter since 1990 The Cellar: Debunking your mom's lies |
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The Cellar: Making Your Coworkers Wonder About You Since 1994
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The Cellar: Mental midget tossing every third Thursday during Happy Hour
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The Cellar: It's the dogs bollocks, innit.
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Or summat, innit?
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summat's northern, innit's southern. bit like saying all y'all, eh.
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Summat? What does that mean?
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something. "are you on the rag or summat?" |
I have never heard that before! I thought I'd heard all, and said many of, colloquialisms such as that!
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The Cellar: We Got Colloquialisms Out The Ying-Yang
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The Cellar: We Cast Falsehoods Like Candy At Mardi Gras
Thanks Griff! |
The Cellar: We will just cuddle you and kiss you soft, on the mouth.
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The Cellar: We Want To Touch You In The Bad Place
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The Cellar: gay haven or ghey heaven?
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The Cellar: Celebrating our 100th Anniversary in dogs years
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The Cellar: Posters in Cellar are closer than they appear
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The Cellar: Habitat for Humility
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The Cellar: You know why!
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The Cellar: More grasping at straws than the condiment bar at McDonalds
The Cellar: Its not that we don't like facts, we're just indifferent to them The Cellar: Bring your straw man arguments...we have torches The Cellar: Like a political convention, only fun and interesting The Cellar: 1,000 euphemisms for breasts and counting! |
The Cellar: The Reason God Invented Vaginal Dryness
The Cellar: Silver Medal Winners Of The Special Olympics Javelin Catch The Cellar: Do You Know How Dry Your Grandmothers Snatch Is? The Cellar: (*) (*) <--- Tribbles With Shields Up The Cellar: Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of A New Day |
The Cellar: Because it's a Lady Garden out there
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The Cellar: Quieter on Mondays (shh, we're hungover)
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The Cellar: Ate my homework
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The cellar: We have you on Ignore
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The Cellar: This is a test. This is only a test.
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Calm down, it's test, not testes.
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The Cellar: Test is back, WE'RE PREGNANT!
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And its YOURS!
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The Cellar: Most confused with the The Wine Cellar.
( The whine cellar ) The Cellar: Not your S.F. Nightclub The Cellar: Google results mock let's make a deal. ( ok I'm sleepy. I tried to make them make sense but they are shady at best) |
The Cellar: We demand a shrubbery
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The Cellar: No trees were harmed in the making of this BBS -- we won't talk about the animals
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The Cellar: fightin', lovin', and tupperware.
The Cellar: thumpin', humpin' and burpin'. |
The Cellar: not a former beauty queen
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The Cellar - No friggin awards necessary - we know we're the best
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The Cellar - You fuckers are my kind of people!
...as suggested by Nirvana |
The Cellar: Every child poster wins an award!
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The Cellar:Take your licks and move on. You are still welcome here.
(the mercenary) |
The Cellar: Please be gentle with our balls.
From here: http://cellar.org/showpost.php?p=491646&postcount=174 |
The Cellar: We're mavericks, just like everyone else in our party
The Cellar: OMG! Sarah Palin is the new Daniel Boone! The Cellar: We'd do us |
The Cellar: A Clown Car, not a Vagina!
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The Cellar: We've got sunshine in a bag
The Cellar: Your local news team, right in your living room The Cellar: Allow us to introduce ourselves, we're people of wealth and taste The Cellar: Reagan In '08: He's Tan, Rested, And Ready The Cellar: We don't give a damn about our bad reputation The Cellar: Fear Is Our Tradition The Cellar: We're like that uncle nobody talks about The Cellar: We hurt ourselves today, to see if we still feel The Cellar: Ever get the feeling the world is a tuxedo, and you're a pair of brown shoes? The Cellar: Just around the corner from the light of day The Cellar: It's dark in here, and we may die The Cellar: Turn off the box and think for yourself The Cellar: We're back in the New York Groove The Cellar: A fist full of metal and a heart full of hate The Cellar: To access restricted area, press Alt+F4 |
The Cellar: Fun for Everyone!
The Cellar: We'll make you need a brain bleaching... The Cellar: LOLing since 1990! |
The Cellar: The completion of the species.
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The Cellar: The old stain on the information superhighway.
The Cellar: You, only better naked. The Cellar: Already ate a bag of dicks. kthx. The Cellar: Knows what to do with shop vac's. The Cellar: What's a douche like you doing in a nice place like this? The Cellar: Scratches and sniffs. The Cellar: Knows better than that. The Cellar: Wants to sit on your cabinet. |
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For Bullitt
The Cellar: It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
The Cellar: It's a death row pardon two minutes too late The Cellar: It's like rain on your wedding day The Cellar: It's a free ride when you've already paid The Cellar: It's the good advice that you just didn't take The Cellar: A traffic jam when you're already late The Cellar: A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break The Cellar: It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife The Cellar: It's meeting the man of your dreams. And then meeting his beautiful wife The Cellar: Isn't it ironic... don't you think? |
The Cellar: All for the love of a candy bar
The Cellar: A house of under the weather repute The Cellar: Our board is red hot, your board is diddly squat The Cellar: Getting more with a kind word and a gun |
You made me think of this, els:
The Cellar: We got spirit yes we do. We got spirit HOW 'BOUT YOU? |
I like it. Reminds me of pretending that you could see the cheerleaders' panties during the high lifts.
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The Cellar: the bottom-feeder of The Free World
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You've been here all along. See for yourself.
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The Cellar: laying down the whine in 2009
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The Cellar: Ever tried? Ever failed? No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
The Cellar: Home Of "Big Daddy's Patented Two Ball Belly Butter" The Cellar: You have to let your body sleep to let your soul live on. The Cellar: Delete "win32" folder and reboot. Your computer will be virus free and fast. Try it. The Cellar: Always remember, your little princess is my little whore. |
The Cellar: Well, that's another resolution you just broke!
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The Cellar: We are the future of this great planet.
The Cellar: Got love and now can travel. |
The Cellar: Got car and now can have gurl in back seat.
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The Cellar: Power of the People
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