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...just because this place has been a little quiet lately...
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Helloooo! I've brought some of those things with a piece of string that you pull and they bang... I can't remember what they're called.
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Oh yes! How I've missed the yellow and white boxes...
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So what has everyone been doing for the last couple of months, then? Personally I have been busy inventing the Post-It note.
Oh, wait...
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Nice to see you all again. Brings back memories...
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I've seen things you people wouldn't believe...
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I've been observing bean pings.
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Good to be here agin, pity about BBB soon...
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all the action will transfer to the BB forum the second it starts. which will make things a little less crowded in the corridors.
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quote: Originally posted by BiScUiTs: I've been observing bean pings.
Are they pintos?
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mung?
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Oh yes, pintos! Hahaha. Not pintos or mung beans, more coffee... Hahahahaha.
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That was one of the hardest things to watch of the whole series (so far)
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Must go for a wee...
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I was actually groaning with him at one point, it was that painful. Haha!
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I've been rubbing that pumice cream into my feet.
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And the umbilical cord made me gag as much as the gall bladder did.
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Cello! How lovely to see you! Do come in, pull up a chair. Can I get you something to drink?
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Hello Cello! Have a jelly baby.
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We're out of coffee though. 
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Yuck, Biscuits.
Surely, there'll be some coffee 'passing' this way shortly, smoo2.
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Mmmmm. A pleasant thought indeed.
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Ewwwww.... 
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Biscuits - I think you're talking about party poppers. I can't believe you lot started a party here & didn't let me know 
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