Ive got it somewhere but can't find it now
Need for a delivery soon
Used to make it my party piece along with Quasimodo ringing the bell
Big Boy. Sure you've got it
Cheers
Rindercella
Rindercella
Anybody got the text
Ive got it somewhere but can't find it now
Need for a delivery soon
Used to make it my party piece along with Quasimodo ringing the bell
Big Boy. Sure you've got it
Cheers
Ive got it somewhere but can't find it now
Need for a delivery soon
Used to make it my party piece along with Quasimodo ringing the bell
Big Boy. Sure you've got it
Cheers
RICHARD OF LOXLEY
It’s none of my business what people say and think of me. I am what I am and do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. It makes life so much easier.
It’s none of my business what people say and think of me. I am what I am and do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. It makes life so much easier.
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Re: Rindercella
Is this the text you need?richard wrote:Anybody got the text
Ive got it somewhere but can't find it now
Need for a delivery soon
Used to make it my party piece along with Quasimodo ringing the bell
Big Boy. Sure you've got it
Cheers
Once upon a time in a corn foundry there lived a geautiful birl and her name
was Rindercella. Now Rindercella lived with her mugly other and two sad
blisters. Also in this same corn foundry there lived a pransome hince, and
this pransome hince was going to have a bancy fall and he'd invited people
for riles amound especially the pich reople. Now Rindercella's mugly other
and her two sad blisters went to town to buy some dancy fesses for the
bancy fall, but Rindercella couldn't go cause all she had to wear were some
old ruddy dags. Finally the night of the bancy fall arrived and Rindercella
couldn't go so she just crank down and shried. And she was sitting there
shrieing when all of the sudden there appeared before her, her gay
mudfather and he touched her with his wagic mand and there appeared
before her a kig bulch and hix white sorces to take her to the bancy fall,
and he said -- "Rindercella, be sure and be home before midnight or I'll
purn you into a tumpkin!" Wh
and Rindercella spaced down the rairs and just as she beached the rottom
she slopped her dripper! The next day this pransome hince went all over
this corn foundry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper.
They finally came to Rindercella's house, and he tried it on the mugly other
and it fidn't dit. Then he tried lt on the two sisty uglers and it fidn't dit an
d
then he tried it on Rindercella and it fid dit! It was exactly the sight rize!
And so they were married and lived heavenly after happily. Now the storal
of the mory is: if you go to a bancy fall and you want a pransome hince to
lell in fove with you -- don't forget to slop your dripper!
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the sight of a full stop got you curious too then matthew??matthew80 wrote:Bizzare? Check out the "Wibble" thread. Everyone's had some dental freezing today....
Remember, no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Ok
Got it now after a google search
For those curious, here it is
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.
Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion.
Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot.
At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered.
The sugly isters were right bugly astards. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forribl huckers; they had fetty sweet and fetty swannies.
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared.
Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian.
She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks
The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnligh otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve.
"Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.
The very next day the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in.
Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart.
"Who's fust jarted??" asked the prandsome hince.
"Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge.
When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers.
This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on.
He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny.
Mods Move it if you think fit
Got it now after a google search
For those curious, here it is
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.
Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion.
Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot.
At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered.
The sugly isters were right bugly astards. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forribl huckers; they had fetty sweet and fetty swannies.
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared.
Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian.
She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks
The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnligh otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve.
"Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.
The very next day the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in.
Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart.
"Who's fust jarted??" asked the prandsome hince.
"Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge.
When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers.
This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on.
He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny.
Mods Move it if you think fit
RICHARD OF LOXLEY
It’s none of my business what people say and think of me. I am what I am and do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. It makes life so much easier.
It’s none of my business what people say and think of me. I am what I am and do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. It makes life so much easier.
