Poll
Question:
Take your pick...
Option 1: ead?
votes: 6
Option 2: ella?
votes: 11
What's it gonna be...think hard you only get one chance.
It's gotta be the "6 hours cold" for me.
Sorry Bella!
QuoteYou spin me right round baby right round,
like a record baby right round, round, round
Damn you Benny.
whats Bella?
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took me a while..but dead for me too!
could you explain the answers a bit plz? :)
What did I vote for? :whistling2: Ah to hell with it, I'm getting another beer. :D
Pie! :O
Seriously though, what's this thread about?¿?¿? :eyebrow:
As I said before, dead everytime. Just don't tell your friends about the coldness or ridgedness and they'd think you're cool.
P.S: No explaination must ever be given for this thread for political reasons.
Quote from: T-Bag;200035P.S: No explaination must ever be given for this thread for political reasons.
Then i'll take a random guess and go for dead. :blink:
i vote for bella because i like beautiful girls :wub:
Bella = Italian for beautifull, voted that...
Hmm, maybe a photo (http://www.didtheydie.com/morgue/images/bella_emberg.jpg) of the "Bella" in question might help.
A national treasure.
Quote from: Liberator;200062Hmm, maybe a photo (http://www.didtheydie.com/morgue/images/bella_emberg.jpg) of the "Bella" in question might help.
A national treasure.
mmm had a look at the photo..just to see if i would change my mind...nope still dead:)
Quote from: Liberator;200062Hmm, maybe a photo (http://www.didtheydie.com/morgue/images/bella_emberg.jpg) of the "Bella" in question might help.
A national treasure.
omg! :crazy:
honestly, my english brother, i will say the truth to you and to all englishman:
1. food
2. football
3. and such woman
that are the 3 things
no one! in the world is jealous of you
an englishman was putting
flowers on his Grandmother's grave when he noticed
a man, very distraught, in front of a tombstone several yards away.
The man was on his knees, hands tightly clasped in front of him, rocking back and forth head tilted upward to heaven, tears streaming down his cheeks, moaning softly, "Why did you die? Why did you die?" Over and over again.
the man was overcome with emotion at the sight and went over to the poor man to try and console him. "Why did you die? Why did you die?" Again and again. Cal gently put his arm around the man and half whispered to him, "My Grandmother is buried just over there, is a
loved one of yours buried here?"
"No," sniffled the man, "It's my wife's first husband."
Yay! At least I'm on the winning team. :yahoo: