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Renton digging a (small) hole in the sand and lying down on it to disguise his trouser turbulence.

I wonder what Manc Mag is up to these days?

Kin hell. Scantily clad nubile student hordes have descended on King Eddie Howe's Bay. I don't know how to feel, lustful or wistful. Both I guess which is a bad combination. This didn’t go down well.

Something cat-like thing that's wide open? Are we still referring to Gemmill's cat, or now back on to his running neighbour?

For the sake of the Wideopen Leporid population, crack on

I think it only has a taste for live bunnies, as opposed to “gutted rabbit”* * A phrase I first heard from a Kiwi lad I worked with, describing as only Kiwi’s can the unshaven state of his previous night’s conquest’s lady garden … ” Fack, mate, ut wis like a gutted rabbit!”

Come on, give it to Tindall.

I'D MURDER THAT PUSSAYYYYYY AMIRITE GUYS?! GUYS?!

Robin Robin’s mate isn’t he ??

Could be from a murderous cat.

This is so timely, I've been looking for a new pair of cuntpunters.

Why do you think she was running?

Could we please have KCG arrested for being a serial rapist?

Look like a great stand for putting phones and recording up skirts which is perfect for the absolute nonces that wear balenciaga.

Can we suspend @Gemmill for tonight before he jinxes all the results we’re looking for?

Why have you stuck the toe end of a manky old pair of Dunlop Greenflash on an otherwise decent looking loaf?

Aye, but it’s a big fuck off number for most of you lot. I feel like the orderly from happy Gilmore most days.

THE LESSER SPOTTED HORSESHOE HEADED GREEN MONSTER!

"ah could cut diamonds wi'it, ah tell thee!"

The sunshine clunge in Siena is next level. Perma hardon

Baking in the morning and your smear test in the afternoon. It’s a busy day for Gemmill.

I mean come on. Just more professional standard sourdough from yours truly.

Ditto Whitley bay town centre, but I have found the worlds best charity shop