Bosbeetle | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 22:59 |
waar of niet? | |
Godtje | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:00 |
Waar | |
Twerk | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:00 |
Daar valt niks op af te dingen. | |
Bosbeetle | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:04 |
quote: ![]() | |
Scarface2004 | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:04 |
bhyiopl | |
Bosbeetle | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:04 |
ohja dingen ![]() | |
Bosbeetle | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:05 |
quote:gezondheid ![]() | |
PaRoDiUzZ | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:08 |
porsche1 | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:12 |
JWZ. Dingen. JWZ. | |
Bosbeetle | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:13 |
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Bosbeetle | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:16 |
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Bosbeetle | zaterdag 4 april 2009 @ 23:24 |
*stormlieptopic | |
Heatseeker | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 10:30 |
Normaliter ben ik gek op dingen. Je weet wel van die dingen, en dan het liefst van die abnormale dingen. Want van gewone dingen word ik niet warm of koud van. Het zijn de dingen die het doen, en doen ze het niet dan pak je andere dingen. Dingen ![]() | |
BoerBert | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 10:37 |
quote:Daar op de gang. Ohnee, geen paard. | |
CaptainCookie | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 10:38 |
Rellende_Rotscholier | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 10:38 |
quote:Welke dingen stop jij in je neus, de gewone of de abnormale? | |
Heatseeker | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 12:17 |
quote:Och, allerlei dingen, het maakt me niet zo veel uit wat. Zo lang het maar dingen zijn. Tevens goed topic. Vooral met al die dingen. | |
tijnbrein | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 12:37 |
Wordt geen dinges. ![]() | |
RaptoR-X | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 12:38 |
quote:ik vind die abnormale altijd zo scherp ![]() | |
Hondenfluitje | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 13:12 |
Alleen in het weekend. | |
geelkuikentje | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 13:16 |
Nostalgie ![]() | |
SwJ | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 13:51 |
Ik ben wat dingen kwijt ![]() | |
RaptoR-X | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 14:04 |
quote:waar heb je ze voor het laatst gehad/gezien? ![]() | |
Bosbeetle | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 14:36 |
quote:word geen dingen | |
Gehenna | zondag 5 april 2009 @ 19:24 |
hou het straat | |
Trashcanman | maandag 6 april 2009 @ 12:53 |
Soon I discovered that this rock thing was true Jerry lee lewis was the devil Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world So there was only one thing that I could do Was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long Ding dang a dong bong bing bong Ticky ticky thought of a gun Everytime I try to do it all now baby Am I on the run Why why why why why baby If it's so evil then? Give me my time, with all my power Give it to me all again (wow) Ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong Every where I go Everytime you tell me baby When I settle down Got to get me a trailer park And hold my world around Why why why why? Ding ding donga dong dong ding dong Dingy dingy son of a gun Half my time I tell you baby Never am I all for sure Why why why why why baby Sicky sicky from within Everytime I stick my finger on in ya You're a wild wild little town bitch Now how 'bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long Dingy a dingy dong a down Everytime you tell me baby When I settle down Got to get me a trailer park And hold my world around Why why why why? In my dang a ding a ding a ding dong A sticky sticky son of a gun Ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong Why why never know Why why wack a dong a dang ding dong Then you take it on the bill Ding dang dong don't dong Whoa! I wanna love ya! Why why why, why why darling Do you do you tell me to play? Half the time I talk about it all now baby You know what I'm talkin' about I said Why why why it'll Ticky ticky ticky ticky Son of a gun Ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong Ticky ticky thought of a gun Bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong Binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong Bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong Bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong Ding dang a dang bong bing bong Ticky ticky thought of a gun Everytime I try to do it all now baby Am I on the run Why why why It'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky Dawn of a gun Bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a Ticky ticky thought of a gun Bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam Ticky ticky through the day If you got a doubt 'bout baby The memory is on the bed Why why why why why Darlin' uh it don't know When my time is on Might tell me never do it on his own If my time was all as is yours Make me burn a wish When my time with you is brutish No I'll never not ever Why why why why why why baby heavy hell Alone and it's here it's this thunder The thunder oh thunder Jesus built my car It's a love affair Mainly jesus and my hot rod | |
stamppot | maandag 6 april 2009 @ 14:43 |
Its not real! | |
miodzio | maandag 6 april 2009 @ 14:56 |
quote:Niet. | |
Rasher | maandag 6 april 2009 @ 15:15 |
Oh, van die dingen. Hoe heten die ook alweer, van die dingen die van dinges. Je weet wel! Ligt op het puntje van m'..dinges, je weet wel van die dingen die di-Jeweetzzzzz | |
J0ttem | maandag 6 april 2009 @ 15:33 |
Gewoon je eigen ding doen |