Scoff not!
Back in the day Lopwell raffle prizes were aspirational.
Aiee! 'Tis Jack Black, and I so much wanted to laugh! This pentacle must need servicing.
(S)
Next year will delight in ways that will make a grown men sob.
… with the emphasis on ass…
Ass-tonishing.
N.B all meatioids: failure to revere / crave / say nice shit = Hot ticket in ‘Le Herring Rouge’ draw.
You pay to the forum fund to contribute a prize.
Mods choose three tickets between them that go into the draw for all their time …
ass troll ogy
the future cannot be predicted…
Boss eyed with food, reeking like Joan Of Ark; the raffles exhilliration reaches beyond Jouissance.
Never in the history of the globe have portly men trembled with such glee.
2025 will unleash a tombola cracken beyond compare.
First prizes are just landing at HQ now
Funny looking pigeon, that.
It’s gone off, I mean ‘well matured’…
“I like my birds like I like my cheese…”
With many holes?
Fixt.
Stored in the fridge…
Clairtone Project G stereo, produced from 1964 to 1967.
A favorite of Hugh Hefner and Frank Sinatra, wasn’t there one in The Graduate?
$2,000 fewer than 400 units were sold.
Is that Oscar Peterson in the chair?
'tis indeed.
Terrible waste of testicular pun opportunity.