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I'd just like to point out that my birthday is in November, and it never stops me getting into the festive spirit.

Oh how nice, the ads at the bottom here have lots of knitting links :D And at the top Animal Crossing. That'll be the Badgers fault.

I had leeks with my tea tonight. Again. And parsnips. Yum yum, Christmas is coming.

It's healthy to have a certain amount of fear.

Mine had laods of bits of paper in it telling me stuff was wrong. They all fell out and I promptly binned them. This probably accounts for why I'm crap at crochet.

HEY! I would never attempt to slay a badger. Do you know how much you could get fined for that?!

My head's HUGE! All them voices take up space.

Well you can't please everyone. Maybe now all the members that took off when Wabbit became mod will resurface.

Of course I could upseize it. But I'm just curious. Does Bronte have the same size head as a 3-4 year old?

I would, but I don't have the pattern. What a shame. Can I interest you in a cupcake hat instead? Do you have the same size of head as a 3-4 year old?

Demand someone makes you a new one. It's nearly Christmas after all.

Maybe she would understand better without the typo in the title. I think it was meant to say, 'The breasts of now.' That way it makes perfect sense.

I'm plagiarising plagiarism.

I quite like the crochet one, but I've still not exactly mastered it.

Plagiarism is good, clean, healthy fun.

:mad: He's so angry he turned red! Anyway, it's not my fault I found something that expressed my exact sentiments about Badgerchops on one of my intensive Google searches. Is it? I didn't think anyone would mind. Maybe you're all just overly sensitive. Cheers :D

Listen, even if I did steal it, which I didn't, if you look very closely I would have edited it a little bit, which I didn't because I didn't steal it, and that would make it all ok. And I'm sure THOUSANDS of people would back me up on this. Don't make me prove it.

No, not all, only ones who shimmy as daintily as yourself. I think it's time for another poem, written entirely by me: There once was a badger named danger Who did do some smut with a stranger She discarded her bra Chucked it out of a car And it landed upon a park ranger! Little...

How can it be your poem? We haven't seen each other for years. I must have received it via a psychic link. I'll try another poem... Ehem: Badger, Badger, causing fright With thy pointy sticks of might Behold the skill with which they fly Time and space they do defy Badger, Badger...

Welcome Badgerchops. I decided to write a short poem about you to welcome you to the forum: Badgers are stripy With long pointy nails They like digging holes And crunching on snails And on summer's days When it's all night and sunny They lie on their back And rub at their tummy...