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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I'm a pheasant plucker's son. I'm only plucking pheasant's till the pheasant plucker comes. Hit me up with your favourite tongue twisters guys n gals. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"I'm a pheasant plucker's son. I'm only plucking pheasant's till the pheasant plucker comes. Hit me up with your favourite tongue twisters guys n gals."
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Something in a thirty-acre thermal thicket of thorns and thistles thumped and thundered threatening the three-D thoughts of Matthew the thug - although, theatrically, it was only the thirteen-thousand thistles and thorns through the underneath of his thigh that the thirty year old thug thought of that morning. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"I saw Susie sitting in a shoe shine shop.
Where she sits she shines, and where she shines she sits."
I can remember my dad saying this when I was younger and after a few correct attempts, he used the word shits. Was quite funny to us young ones
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Betty bought a bitta butta , but the butters betty bought was bitta ... So Betty bought ,better butter, better than the bitter butter betty bought before
What noise annoys an oyster?
A noisey noise annoys an oyster ( say it quick ) |
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By (user no longer on site)
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My fav...
Now we come to ticks and tocks, sir.
Try to say this Mr. Knox, sir....
Clocks on fox tick.
Clocks on Knox tock.
Six sick bricks tick.
Six sick chicks tock.
Please, sir. I don't like this trick, sir.
My tongue isn't quick or slick, sir.
I get all those ticks and clocks, sir,
mixed up with the chicks and tocks, sir.
I can't do it, Mr. Fox, sir.
I'm so sorry, Mr. Knox, sir.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I'm not a pheasant plucker I'm the pheasant pluckers mate I'm only plucking pheasants cause the pheasant pluckers late 
The sheiks sixth sheeps sick ....
Blimey I'm exhausted now lol x |
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haha cant believe this is a thread we were talking about these tongue twisters last week .... I couldnt do the pheasant plucker one so made on up of my own ...
im not a dirty fucker
im a dirty fuckers son
im only dirty fucking
till the dirty fuckings done ...
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"My fav...
Now we come to ticks and tocks, sir.
Try to say this Mr. Knox, sir....
Clocks on fox tick.
Clocks on Knox tock.
Six sick bricks tick.
Six sick chicks tock.
Please, sir. I don't like this trick, sir.
My tongue isn't quick or slick, sir.
I get all those ticks and clocks, sir,
mixed up with the chicks and tocks, sir.
I can't do it, Mr. Fox, sir.
I'm so sorry, Mr. Knox, sir.
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By (user no longer on site)
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"I'm a pheasant plucker's son. I'm only plucking pheasant's till the pheasant plucker comes. Hit me up with your favourite tongue twisters guys n gals."
Standing at my bedroom window laughing my head off! A silly pheasant has wandered into my back garden and can't find the exit now. Three pussy cats watching from the windowsill going rapidly crazy! I darent open it a chink. Poor bird doesn't know how close he is to a right plucking!!!!!!  |
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By *plankyMan
over a year ago
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Can't get a meet ......
A tree toad loved a she-toad
Who lived up in a tree.
He was a two-toed tree toad
But a three-toed toad was she.
The two-toed tree toad tried to win
The three-toed she-toad's heart,
For the two-toed tree toad loved the ground
That the three-toed tree toad trod.
But the two-toed tree toad tried in vain.
He couldn't please her whim.
From her tree toad bower
With her three-toed power
The she-toad vetoed him. |
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