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Brand new shiny GFZ!
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Sex God
Mr FC have you considered getting another PC and wireless connection so we can have Mrs FC at the same time
Corrie we do have wireless due to teenages, but only one laptop. :cry: It would be great to have two.
Just call and I will kick him off. :lol: :lol:
Quote by MrsFC
Mr FC have you considered getting another PC and wireless connection so we can have Mrs FC at the same time
Corrie we do have wireless due to teenages, but only one laptop. :cry: It would be great to have two.
Just call and I will kick him off. :lol: :lol:
Well we need the girls in tonight. Have you decided yet what you're wearing to munch
Quote by MrFC
OMG...what's Sarge gonna say!!
We've lost the GFZ
Right last will and testament
OOhhh!! what have we done!!!
Oh do stop whinging MrFC........ We will be long gone by the time Sarge gets back from the munch.... He will never know we have all been in here.....
Ppsssstttttt.... Girls, dont forget to leave the used wax strips in here.... Sarge will think the mess is all down to MrFC....
And he cant deny having been waxed now can he??....Shireen
xxx
Sex God
Corri don't even go there!!!! You think a girl could find something .....NOT ME. !!!!!!
So I will turn up......... in what I don't know just yet. If I worry to much I just get very cranky.
God help MrFC. 
So I will turn up......... in what I don't know just yet. If I worry to much I just get very cranky.
God help MrFC. As Kat grits his teeth and accelerates across the floor of the GFZ, the haven of the door fixed in his steely glare, muscles straining as he bends his back to the task, the wheels of the chair shreek in protest, faster, faster, faster, the girlies faces a blur as they go
30 feet, 30 feet,
30 feet onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode Mr FC on his chair.
"Forward, the Boys Brigade!
Charge for the door!" he said;
Into the valley of Death
Rode Mr FC on his chair.
"Forward, the Boys Brigade!"
Was there a man dismayed?
Not though the Sarge knew
Someone had blundered:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die;
Into the GFZ of Death
Rode Mr FC on his chair.
Girlies to right of him,
Girlies to left of him,
Girlies in front of him,
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with Hairspray and gel,
Boldly he rode and well;
Into the GFZof Death,
Into the mouth of Hell,
Rode Mr FC on his chair.
Flashing his sabre bare,
Flashed as they turned in air
Sabring the girlies there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wondered:
Plunged in the Lavendar-smoke
Right through the line he broke;
Blonde and Brunette
Reeled from the sabre-stroke,
Shattered and sundered.
Then he rode back,
Girlies to right of him,
Girlies to left of him,
Girlies behind him,
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with Hairspray and gel
While doily and house plant fell,
They that had fought so well
Came through the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of him,
Left of Mr FC.
When will his glory fade?
O the wild charge he made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge he made,
Honour the Boys Brigade,
Noble Mr FC on his chair!
30 feet, 30 feet,
30 feet onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode Mr FC on his chair.
"Forward, the Boys Brigade!
Charge for the door!" he said;
Into the valley of Death
Rode Mr FC on his chair.
"Forward, the Boys Brigade!"
Was there a man dismayed?
Not though the Sarge knew
Someone had blundered:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die;
Into the GFZ of Death
Rode Mr FC on his chair.
Girlies to right of him,
Girlies to left of him,
Girlies in front of him,
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with Hairspray and gel,
Boldly he rode and well;
Into the GFZof Death,
Into the mouth of Hell,
Rode Mr FC on his chair.
Flashing his sabre bare,
Flashed as they turned in air
Sabring the girlies there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wondered:
Plunged in the Lavendar-smoke
Right through the line he broke;
Blonde and Brunette
Reeled from the sabre-stroke,
Shattered and sundered.
Then he rode back,
Girlies to right of him,
Girlies to left of him,
Girlies behind him,
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with Hairspray and gel
While doily and house plant fell,
They that had fought so well
Came through the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of him,
Left of Mr FC.
When will his glory fade?
O the wild charge he made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge he made,
Honour the Boys Brigade,
Noble Mr FC on his chair!
Quote by Kit
MrFc - Ever considered that Sarge may not return from the Munch well, how do you put this - a military man? :shock:
Kit
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:shock: :shock: :shock: Oh no.... Do you think that something terrible will happen to him at the munch???..........
Shireen
xxxx
Is gutted that she wont be there to see Sarge get waxed....
Sex God
I'm coming in from the gardening and getting kitted up for BATTLE girls are you with me????????
Sex God
Before I start!!!!! I just got kicked of the site again!!! blah blah blah........okay Sarge I was telling everybody how you got lost!!! :lol: And for some reason you asked for help... :lol: :lol: from MrFC ... Do that and you go in the wrong direction.
:lol: And for some reason you asked for help... :lol: :lol: from MrFC ... Do that and you go in the wrong direction. 