hbm:

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2. "...making comments about attractiveness ain't like dusting crops boy. You could bounce too close to a feminist and before you know it Germaine Greer and the sexy one called Woolf will have cut your nuts off and pickled them." You owe me £10 for use of the star wars joke. Fair enough, you changed all the words, but I did it first. :P

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the info for 1. was supplied by someone else. he'll remain anonymous. probably for the best, if the police catch up he's buggered.

I consciously didn't make a single line post comprising: "What's wrong with being sexy?" One family member mentioning Spinal Tap is probably enough, given the amout of fucking musicians. Not that there's anything wrong with musicians, its just apparently you "... can't mention Spinal Tap to them. Ever."

Silly fuckers.

Joke time:
Q. What's neither right nor fair?
























A. A darky's left leg.

I thank you. If the joke offends you, pray you never meet me.

Great, they sold Woodgate. Fucking imbeciles. Freddy Shepherd, you are a fucking CUNT.

HBM - as Arnie would say: "Stop whining!" The wife is away on saturday, get yerself over and we'll get stupid drunk, set fire to the neighbours house and put right whats wrong in the world, or play Tekken.

I got married.

It rocks, you get to have a party and everything.

Now piss off, I still can't think of anything else interesting to write about. Except that I'm trading in the Mini Cooper for a Peugeot 307 HDi. Still, the Peugeot has aircon, and funky steering-wheel controls, and a turbo. Plus it seats more than two people at once.

Chamone, motherfucker!