bobbyshinton

Never beat the Trent

watch it you Not too big to be put over my knee and smacked Laz me man. You've seen stranger things in the forum Thats true - but the thought of a big hairy hand slapping a big hairy arse? Marmite. Its like a tasty Bryl Cream (allegedly)

watch it you Not too big to be put over my knee and smacked Laz me man. You've seen stranger things in the forum

Well, admittedly, my colleague who'd just turned it down started his sales pitch to me with the words "How's your gay-o-meter today?" Yet you offered to perform a strange show in the Trent with me, I'm honoured

watch it you Not too big to be put over my knee and smacked Even I can't bring myself to go down the "I might enjoy it" road on this one. Could be a decent idea for the evening entertainment at the summer piss-up though. I'm sure they can find us a suitable table and chair at the Trent if you fancy it. I was in the Trent after Rod the Mod show. Even if we covered ourselves in Marmite and performed the above we would not look weired. It was like the bar from Star Wars. Yes I got a seat

watch it you Not too big to be put over my knee and smacked

I don't think you're going to find that out any time soon, Bobby. That a compliment

Make the most of each day A bank credits your account each morning with £86,400. It carries over no balance to tomorrow. Every evening you lose the balance you failed to use during the day. > >>> > What would you do? Draw out every penny, of course!!!! Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off what you have failed to invest. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no going back. Invest it so as to improve get from it the utmost in health, happiness, and success! The clock is running. Make the most of life today. To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade. To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby. To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper. To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet. To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train. To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident. Treasure every moment ! Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present! Think about it

Who the fuck gives a monkeys if you are right or wrong. Yes I would fancy Baines here but if he does not come it aint your fault. IP bans for being wrong...........................what next for not being funny By the way Stevie I think you're a twat

canny show

Berbs left the office. away on a pre Rod drink. I wear it well

20,000 people gaanning someone else from here must be with me on this one. Tonights the night 'Nnnnn..lower Bob..lower' first cut is the deepest That's Cat Stevens man. that's your wicked sense of humour again Hot legs

Bobby Moore

20,000 people gaanning someone else from here must be with me on this one. Tonights the night 'Nnnnn..lower Bob..lower' first cut is the deepest

He will think it's full. the empty seats are behind him

Advice, do I wear jeans or shorts? Not much worse when you are soaked through with jeans on, but will I look a lemon with shorts on in the rain? female answers only please

20,000 people gaanning someone else from here must be with me on this one. Tonights the night

be wearing me glad rags. tartan scarf, feather cut wig. Skin tight 46" white pants In reply to your previous question, thats a definite NO! Not bothered I'm going with one of your lot anyway (civil servant) Maggie

be wearing me glad rags. tartan scarf, feather cut wig. Skin tight 46" white pants

I know that is your wicked sense of humour so I will not bite dya think I'm sexy

think I'm sexy anyone going tonite? Take the piss I don't care. Going to see Rod Stewart tonight.

A man walked into a bar and ordered a glass of white wine. He took a sip of the wine, then tossed the remainder into the bartender's face. Before the bartender could recover from the surprise, the man began weeping. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'm really sorry. I keep doing that to bartenders. I can't tell you how embarrassing it is to have a compulsion like this." Far from being angry, the bartender was sympathetic. Before long, he was suggesting that the man see an analyst about his problem. "I happen to have the name of a Psychoanalyst," the bartender said. "My brother and my wife have both been treated by him, and they say he's as good as they get." The man wrote down the name of the Doctor, thanked the bartender, and left. The bartender smiled, knowing he'd done a good deed for a fellow human being. Six months later, the man was back. "Did you do what I suggested?" the bartender asked, serving the glass of white wine. "I certainly did," the man said. "I've been seeing the Psychoanalyst twice a week." He took a sip of the wine. Then he threw the remainder into the bartender's face. The flustered bartender wiped his face with a towel. "The Doctor doesn't seem to be doing you any good." He sputtered. "On the contrary," the man claimed, "he's done me world of good." "But you threw the wine in my face again!" The bartender exclaimed. "Yes," the man replied. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "But it doesn't embarrass me anymore."

Comedian. Not much work at the minute though

I have absoloutley no confidence in "Big Sam" I did not like what I saw or heard of him pre becoming our manager ala Sourmess. Having said that I hope he proves me wrong.

FYPFYTTBH fuck off