Queen has Rubber Duck in her Bath!!

Discussion in 'Archived Threads 2001-2004' started by Steve Christou, Oct 4, 2001.

  1. Steve Christou

    Steve Christou Long Member

    Apr 25, 2000
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    Manchester, England
    Real Name:
    Steve Christou
    On the front page of todays 'Sun' newspaper...
    Told ya our Brit newspapers always get the best stories and the most eyecatching headlines! (snigger)
    There is even a large photo of the duck with a little crown on its head, aaaaah!
    Proof Her Majesty is just as normal as the rest of us, well ok some of us.
    I have real ducks swimming in my bath and a few fish too, oh froggy just jumped in, ribbet, ribbet..... [​IMG]
  2. Julie K

    Julie K Screenwriter

    Dec 1, 2000
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    You're never alone if you have a rubber ducky.
    My DVDs
    "Well, that's it then. You must have tripped over the cat."
    "Where did it come from? There's nothing up there but ceiling. I love how these animals just fall straight into your hands. I mean, what do they do? Hang upside-down by their claws and wait for people to pass by?"
  3. Eric Scott

    Eric Scott Second Unit

    Oct 4, 2000
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    I take my cat into the tub. Most cats don’t like being in water but he loves it. He gets so excited about it and makes a kind of "Whoooaaa" sound when I put him in. His eyes pop wide open and he gets the biggest ear to ear grin on his face that you’ll ever see! The funny thing is, that he still hasn’t figured out that he can’t walk on water. Just when I get him over the tub he sticks his claws straight out and starts trying to get a running start when he hits the surface. Waters splashing all over, he’s smiling and going …"Whoooaaa!"
    [Edited last by Eric Scott on October 04, 2001 at 10:56 PM]
  4. SteveGon

    SteveGon Executive Producer

    Dec 11, 2000
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    I like to take showers with my Emmanuelle Beart blowup doll. [​IMG]
    He thought on homeland, the big timber, the air thin and chill all the year long. Tulip poplars so big through the trunk they put you in mind of locomotives set on end. He thought of getting home and building him a cabin on Cold Mountain so high that not a soul but the nighthawks passing across the clouds in autumn could hear his sad cry. Of living a life so quiet he would not need ears. And if Ada would go with him, there might be the hope, so far off in the distance he did not even really see it, that in time his despair might be honed off to a point so fine and thin that it would be nearly the same as vanishing.
    -- Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain

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