The Last Word

We only have your word for the clean part, and we know of your sordid affairs with bicycles :D

Hey, judge not lest ye be judged. All I'm saying is that given your love of cat odours cannot be overlooked in this argument.

Whereas I'm only guilty of loving chocolate and Pringles, the LW is mine. :D

I'm sweet and innocent - so I'm taking the LW

You probably are, but the LW is mine.

I'm sexy so I'm taking the LW

hope the last word enjoyed it's time with you as it's my turn.

You want time with Miguel???? :D

Everyone wants time with me, especially when I'm as drunk and sexy as I am right now :D

It's against my morals to spend time with drunk and sexy fictional characters.

How sexy is he though? Because I am a chap, I would wager not much.

Depends on what kind of chap you are... but that's another long and interesting tale. The current tale is that I have the LW. The end.

I am very sexy, and very hungover and also cold, not used to this much snow.

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Originally Posted by Mr Jan Yeo

I am very sexy, and very hungover

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This says it all innit? :D

This says that I have the LW, soon something else wil say that someone else has the last word but that's how it goes down sometimes.

Burp...

Fart

parp

Uh?

I think I'll have the LW.

really?

Indeed.

Undoubtedly

Shut up.

My first LW since arriving back in Blighty

Does this mean that in your own mind, that you are in fact bringing sexy back?

Only Justin Trousersnake can do that :D

did he star in Black Snake Bone?

I don't know, I'll ask the LW if you don't mind.

LW doesn't care about the Trousersnake, it's here in Scotland with me caring about my Christmas!!

You got a trousersnake for Christmas? :p :

I'll have the LW for Christmas.

Really?

I'm making a daft noise for Christmas

nothing new there then :p :

Plenty new here... A second just past... and another one... and another one while I was typing this. This could take a while; don't bother trying to steal the LW.

Hesitantly, reluctantly, Helen slipped out of a sling, tight-waisted waspy and stood naked in the moonlight before me. Somewhere a clock chimed three. An owl hooted in the nearby copse. No wind stirred the casement window. She stood in the pale, translucent light on the Persian carpet. A minute passed. Then another. Then, another minute. Then... another minute passed. Then another minute passed. And another. A further minute passed quickly, followed by another minute, when suddenly, a different minute passed, followed by another different minute. And another. And yet another further different minute. A minute passed. I glanced at my watch. It was a minute past. This was it. A minute passed. After a moment, another minute passed. I waited a minute while a minute passed quickly past. And then, a minute which seemed to last an hour but was only a minute... passed.

That was "A Minute Passed", by John Finlissom. You can hear Episode Nine of "A Minute Passsed" tomorrow night at a minute past.

i reclaim the last word as i refuse to be without it for another.......minute......terrible....

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Originally Posted by Rollo

Hesitantly, reluctantly, Helen slipped out of a sling, tight-waisted waspy and stood naked in the moonlight before me. Somewhere a clock chimed three. An owl hooted in the nearby copse. No wind stirred the casement window. She stood in the pale, translucent light on the Persian carpet. A minute passed. Then another. Then, another minute. Then... another minute passed. Then another minute passed. And another. A further minute passed quickly, followed by another minute, when suddenly, a different minute passed, followed by another different minute. And another. And yet another further different minute. A minute passed. I glanced at my watch. It was a minute past. This was it. A minute passed. After a moment, another minute passed. I waited a minute while a minute passed quickly past. And then, a minute which seemed to last an hour but was only a minute... passed.

That was "A Minute Passed", by John Finlissom. You can hear Episode Nine of "A Minute Passsed" tomorrow night at a minute past.

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First heard that on Monty Python's Previous Record when I was about 8. My parents had sadly forgotten about all the swearing and adult humour and soon regretted it when me and my brother were running round the house shouting "'cause she's a f***ing princess that's why". Good times :D

ha!!! that reminds me of when my mother took me to see
Eddie Murphy's Raw when i was eight. don't think i'll ever forget the look on the mom's face when she realized the inappropriateness factor!!i downside is that i a;so recall the ticket exchange for "The Presidio".......yeah i can't recall that film either....

cheese