Absolute Balderdash. It's the most replayable and funniest board game with a crowd. I've hurt my ribs many times through laughing too much.
Diddlydee
Burned
I'm 42 and my uni debt was about 15k GBP, down to a couple of grand now as I've just been paying interest until the last 5 years when I landed a good job and started clearing it. Out of interest, what was the amount you owed in your country when you finished, and what do you owe now at your current age?
That made it less humorous.
Absolute piss. My 8 year old bought some and I tried it. It's like they tried to make it taste awful.
I haven't turned off my laptop in close to 10 years. I just flip the screen and it's good to go tomorrow. A marvellous workhorse.
Some guy who got a load of wire wrapped around his rear wheels and the car just sat up on its rear end like it was standing to attention.
What? I'm genuinely confused.
Made me think of The Melvins album 'Prick'. The final track has the intro 'And now, for your listening pleasure, a few moments of pure digital silence.'
Mares Tail. An absolute nightmare to get rid of.
Santa Steps Out was wild.
'Sex, Death, and Santa Claus
His generosity is legendary. He has a devoted wife, a crack team of sky-borne reindeer, hordes of industrious elves, and the love of good little boys and girls around the globe. But what unholy desires now propel him into the lascivious clutches of a certain fairy? And who was he before the sleigh and workshop, in times forgotten?
She munches on molars, summons drowned sailors to her pleasure, and recalls, sharp as a pinprick, her life as the most savage of ash nymphs. Why then is she stuck, night after night, hovering above pillows to leave coins for gap-toothed brats? More important, how quickly can she captivate the jolly old elf to the north?
He's huge, fluffy, lonesome, and unbearably horny. On his Easter rounds, he contrives, as often as possible, to get a grip on himself and peer into interesting bedrooms. But who in the world will throw him down and ravage him as the lovers under his gaze ravage one another?
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