PAP01

Only on a golf course when he getting beat

Bix

He likes dressing up

welshviking

well done PP, you never fail to impress with your clever pen!! or keyboard as such...

Cheetah7

O little town of British Expats
How naughty are you all
You talk such smutt in the lounge
And the Aussies play with their balls
Yet in the Canadian Forum
Celine Dion does fight
She's slapped and kicked till she snaps into bits
Because she smells of shite

For Welshviking and little Jenjen
They patiently await
Pollyana stands so proud
Whilst watching the BE gate
Let us clap our hands together
Our visas they have come
Raise your glass to Soapy's arse
And go and tell your Mum

How naughtily how naughtily
The Expats are today
They've pulled some hair in their underwear
When they went out to play.
But Sue Admin is coming,
To spank the bottoms hard,
They will learn that she's ever so firm,
when she feeds them bread and lard.

Oh super town of British Expats
Our wonderful Cyber World
Come and meet the members that are here
Even those naughty girls
Fluffy, Soaps and Aston Man
They threaten us to tell
The stories that have happened here
With Bixie Emmanuel

Sheff_Sparky

you are absolutely BONKERS! but i love you for it.

these are great, keep them coming if you can.

herrchook

Scanned the first one and spotted my name and smiled. Then read that I was puking in the sink with Margaret.

I guess it's the thought that counts lol.

Merry Christmas, and here's hoping I can at least make it to the loo next time

Ozzidoc

v good

Cheetah7

I shall do some more tomorrow - it's great fun.

Just got back from Devon a couple of hours ago so feeling knackered but will dig out some carols tomorrow and change them.

mands

love them..... happy christmas...

sme

Well done for the new carols !

Cheetah7

We three kings of Orient are


Bixie and Soapy of Orient are
Had decided to burn Tiddlypoms bra
The straps and the lace had gone without trace
And Soapy drove off in his car

O Star of wonder, star of night
Stevo set some knickers alight
With Wendy leading, and Stitch proceeding
Vash had blocked the loo with shite

Born a King on British Expats
Paul Admin was wearing a hat
King forever, Aston in leather
Princess pukes on the mat

O Star of wonder, star of night
Margaret's shouting 'this ain't right'
SME thinking while Grayling's drinking
Flashing his penis to give us a fright

Dirty knicks to offer have I
A large panty fest the end is nigh
Prayer and praising, the stiffies are raising
Sue shakes her head and sighs

O Star of wonder, star so bright
The BE house a festive light
Princess leading and Ozzidoc healing
Hangovers from that Christmas night

The beer is mine, its a cold Hann Light
Pinch it and I'll make you shite
Laughing and sighing, vomiting and crying
Ransi has a mud fight

O The Lombard's a wonder, a real super star
Bending the wires in ladies bras
TimberFloor prancing and Daunted dancing
Aston's playing with his toy cars

Everyone in the BE House rise
Herrchook is singing what a surprise
The Highland Fling and presents it brings
As Margaret flashes her thighs

O Star of wonder, let me see
Everyone who's on BE
Sue Admin leading, Paul proceeding
To decorate the Christmas Tree

Bix

You madam, are like a bottomless pit.

You deserve a big smacker under the cameltoe

Vim Fuego

God rest ye merry mentalmen, let nothing you dismay,
Remember Smurt our Savior was born yesterday;
To save us all from logic’s power when we had gone astray.

O tidings of comfort and joy (rose-tints on)
O tidings of Kevin and joy.

To Brisbane, in QLD, the bastard Brits will swarm,
And lay within a Legoland upon this blessèd morn;

... blah ...

Kapri

Arkon can be heard to sing
PP is a right Darling
Pissed in Perth and running wild
see Renth chasing Kiwi Child
Joyful all ye B.E addicts
having as many posts as Bix
We all hear Wierdstone proclaim
stop all those Barbie games
Arkon can be heard to sing
P.P is a right darling.

Ast by Tiddly is adored
Jad is feeling a bit bored
Dark siders looking for a fight
Up against Godzoners might
Where's the peace online today
The chorus of Mods are heard to say
Arkon can be heard to sing
PP is a right darling.

Hutch is prince of new south wales
Timber likes to tell his tales
Clippies and Sheffie mischief make
Scott scoffs his battenburg cake
Fraser - he must get a mention
Last time it did cause some tension
Arkon can be heard to sing
PP is a right darling

Arkon can be heard to sing
PP is a right darling.

Cheetah7

Good King Wenceslas


Good King Bixie did look out
At the Expats party
When the snow lay round about
With Aston Man so hearty
Brightly shone the moon that night
Soapy's arse was cruel
When Princess did come in sight
Using pubic hair for fuel

"Come along and and sit on me
If SME is telling
Yonder Worzel, where is he?
In Perth that is his dwelling?"
"Grayling, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Stevo pees against his fence
And makes a yellow fountain."

"Bring me steak and bring me wine
Bring me books and quickly
You and I will see Paul&Nic dine
And watch him get so sickly."

To the pub the Expats went
Forth they went together
Bixie said his bone was bent
Caused by the bitter weather

"Princess, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Freeze my bone, I know not how,
I can go no longer."
"Warm my cockles, my good girl
And treat them like some china
If you don't my hair will curl
And I won't be much kinder."

In Aston's steps Timber floor trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Calling him a dirty sod
Which Ray from the lounge had printed
Therefore, BE men, be sure
Karma or rank possessing
Aston Man does help the poor
And farts on you for blessing