Howmanheyman

Gloomy, I like you, you're a canny enough lad, but.....what a fucking knacka if you've spent decent money on that for yourself. Fucking CT-lite to be quite frank.

These 'two'? Are walking adverts for contraception. Should've ended up on their 17 year old dads sock, tbh. #bantz

:lol: You can see why he likes wearing hats, now. If you're reading this, CT, I'd ditch the panama and go full balaclava, mate.

He's the Keyser Soze of Boldon. Goes by the street name of Miser Dozy.

If you never made it as a high powered settee dealer would you have been slinging your flip flops all over the Boldon telephone lines? "For bong, we must go to Don CornyCT."

I was from that neck of the woods, bit further towards Walkergate. Never drank down there. Fuck that.

Named after the road it is on, 'Scrogg Road'. It's nickname was the 'Golliwog'.

She's a teenager, she just fights me and mainly her mam.

I worked with a kid* who would buy a bun, sorry, 'barm', and buy a mince pie. He'd scrape the mince out of the pie and chuck it in the foil tray then bin it. He'd then put the gravy flavoured pastry in his bun and eat it. *He was from Gateshead, to be fair.

My oldest daughter likes cold custard. She didn't get it from me!

The Scrogg is still there, it burnt down, or rather, it got burnt down. It opened up a few years later, think it's a club now? I only went in once a few years ago. Not sure about the Nelson, (and the missus worked just round the corner, too!)

Anyone on here live in London? Just asking because I couldn't give a fuck.

Disappointing interview, never used the phrase 'we was' once, let alone 'fret' and 'early doors'.

My Granda was a 'Prince of Wales' man when he had his retirement afternoon drinkies on Shields Road. I think I've been in the Raby about two or three times only when I worked near byker on a pay day in the early nineties despite PL's patter. My Dad drank in the blue bell when he was a young man. (That was a rough bar as well, mind).

Tut tut, lifestyle top trumps, new low etc, etc. Anyway, where's Jeeves parked the bloody Rolls this time, what?

There's a lezza started at our place recently. Walks like John Wayne. Her name is now Joan Wayne after 'someone' made it up.

Would've thought the kids over there would have no problem heading a ball with their excess hair to cushion the blow from their basin brow haircuts their 'moms' give them.

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BLACKANDWHITEGEORDIE and Essembee need a lifestyle top trump off on here. Criteria for the trump off; Mackem interest Goalkeeping awareness Bravery awareness Mensa score How many tabs can you smoke? How many cans in your fridge? Go ahead lads, fill your boots, loser is a mackem coward. No need for thanks.

Fulham and Yeading

'Alan Pardew' fancies a go at 'Ernest Borgnine' as the mood at the Look-a-like agency's summer BBQ turns nasty.

Watched an hour of 'a most violent year' before my internet decided to play up. Think BT did me a favour as it was very slow going which even the delicious Jessica Chastain couldn't make up for.