Howmanheyman

I once saw a naked man run in the chinkees in Walkergate, jump on the counter, cock in hand and tell the lass to "Batter this!"

That's fair enough comment, Andrew. Oh, before I forget, I've got some magic beans if you fancy swapping a cow or something else for them? No pressure.

Never seen one but did see a mushroom at dinner time.

:lol: Hang on a minute, you're paying £24 to go to different parts of a city to be be told random tales off someone?

Really? Well done, you.

'Trouser control' The amount of times I had to discreetly use a folder or book so as not to show the babies arm holding an apple in my school pants was unreal.

Before I had a car and when I worked in the town I would be guaranteed to either fall asleep on the metro after a nightshift or get a stotter on. Sometimes both.

Don't know why it's come to mind, but I used to be unlucky timing wise at getting a random hard on sitting in class when I was a teenager. It would always happen about 5-10 mins before the lesson was finished and I had to frantically think of Margaret Thatcher so's to not display my 'bonk on' to my classmates. Well it is a general random thread.

I blame Fraser. Bad influence.

I find thist post a bit drunk. Rob, You don't know beasts you unleash, mate.

Saw 'Katy Perry, part of me' this afternoon. I didn't get to see any of the parts of her I wanted but the bairns enjoyed it.

He was humping Magenta de vine or Janet street Porter, (I always mix them up) and that prob played a big part, (ooh-er) in him getting the telly gig.

It's either Stevie taking a pic of himself after a night out or the Geordie Lezza, Hufty.

Married this plonker; Mike Smith, pictured advertising BskyB about 1990-ish after the BBC work dried up.

LakeBellsTits Fatha, wasn't he?

Apology accepted.

No Limits with Jenny Powell and a young Tony Cottee lookalike, Network 7, (used to like the 'computer' interviews they did on there), The Chart show (when it was first on Ch4), all decent alternatives to TOTP. Last time I looked at the advert channels that are supposed to be music channels, they don't seem to be as clever/original as some of the programmes mentioned and MTV seems to be just a perma-documentary on Yank teenagers getting on with 'life'.

Reported myself.

Well they can't put, 'Born in the rainy season when there was a full moon' on their passports, can they?

Had a mate that dressed a bit like Bros, complete with the Grosch bottle top on his shoes. He even went to one of their concerts at Whitley Bay ice rink. Not long afterwards a few of us were standing in the corner at the match when I said loudly for everyone to hear, "Divvent knaa how the fuck you could've watched a Bros concert, D*****." The poor lad got so much stick from the older pissed blokes that I actually felt slightly guilty afterwards. We'd have been about 16 I think.

"Once upon a time he was falling in love, But now he's only falling apart.... J69, a total eclipse of the brain." Thank you and goodnight.

Quite how the sculptor has turned Stokoe into George Mellie(?) the jazz singer only he will know.

Only seen it once when I was a kid. All black scrums were fucking kittens compared to skint bairns trying to get some money for a two bob lucky dip.

Well, well past it's sell by date. Losing Gates didn't help them but even with him around it was getting stale. The same people phoning up don't help and getting Horswill on board was like inviting a vampire on a 18th century ship bound from London to Tahiti. He drained what life was left in it. If anybody remembers the show when it was just Supermac, Slaven and the Boro commentator Brownlee then you might well think they did well to last as long as they did. Supermac was browbeaten constantly by the Boro idiots and as people say, their knowledge at times was laughable considering their job. Supermac thought that Ravenelli was a far better signing than Shearer and that Boro would finish far stronger than us. We finished 2nd they got relegated.