thebrokendoll

I had to go on the official site and check whether they had cut off half his face or not. because I wouldn't put it past them! but no, ewerks screenshoting skills are worse than a website that couldn't run a piss up in a brewery. impressive.

absolutely fucking outrageous by the way that the skinny rat cunt's lot having fared better only than gibraltar, andorra, lichtenstein, moldova, san marino, azerbaijan and luxembourg out of the 54 uefa teams qualifying group. get another bite at the cherry. hope they fuck that opportunity too.

incredible really that the blue licqour from there, combined with a pint of snakebite to produce the infamous green monster is infinitely better known than the football team.

absolutely fucking brilliant. delighted for scotland.

fucking tremendous

gemmill like prediction here.

tremendous goal. shouldve signed that cunt. howay the sweaties.

well aye, that and the fact that it's exactly the same as how the older generations of the cunts carry on as well.

bit late to the party, well very late actually, but just seen this and it made me chuckle....

google image.. aicha lark gif. maybe not at work though

CT.... the greatest visionary since alex grey.

toyed with idea of playing for Italy too I heard. it was at that point he decided his surname was pronounced absolutely fuck all like how it's spelt.

been having a look to see if there's any looting to be done.

m&s foodhall door smashed in by a floating planter....

bottom end of monmouth high street at the moment...

fucking phone. sometimes predictive text disappears, sometimes clipboard, occasionally both. restart brings them back again. I edited that post about 4 times as well.

aye right on the corner, but still northumberland street surely? i knew a lad who was a steward at sjp in the 80s, micky h (surname witheld) a yellow double decker mounted the pavement as he was walking past the corner of hmv turning left to go towards dobsons. hit his leg and broke it quite badly, touch and go whether he was gonna lose it initially. years later he was still knocking back insurance payout offers from the bus company which had reached 6 figures even then. claiming for trauma and everything, how he'd never be able to work again etc... fucker was wearing his orange hiviz and letting us in for 2 quid each at the side entrance of the corner of the gallowgate at 15.01 within a year or so of it happening!

that stupid fucking headband isn't helping matters either.

so was m&s at the bottom opposite hmv? the fenwicks seller always seemed to get his chronicles first as i recall, maybe not long after lunchtime, probably bedore the journal had finished selling. think there was an early and later edition of the chronicle back then.

done my head in a little bit that photo to be honest. can i fuck picture where marks and spencer was on northumberkand street in the late 70s and 80s. the chronicke selller i remember most shouting out his wares was always the one at the entrance to eldon square with fenwicks on the left hand side. i can picture quite clearly callers on the other side of the road and hmv records at the bottom on the same side, but can i fuck pkace m&s. to me the fenwicks chronicke seller was the most famous one, uless that is him? help!

I've cut him a lot of slack i have on the account he's our bindipper. if he doesn't get his finger out very soon I'll be tarring him with the same brush as the rest of the cunts.

fucking unbelievable. get them a shewee each, the entitled cows.

I was once at an outdoor party underneath a motorway flyover near uxbridge. bloke had taken some fly agaric. kept getting his knob out on the dance floor, pissing in a glass and then drinking it. seemed quite oblivious to the looks of horror he was getting mind. still, not a good look. think I'll stick to about 30 liberty caps, if only I could find some.

is 2025 the year of the liberty cap drought? right then, not that I think for one minute any of you lot are ardent psychonauts, not even gemmill despite his cannabis addiction, but anybody heard of them growing near where they live? love going looking for them me even though ive not taken them for probably a decade, I have been tempted to do them again this year although not in the same quantity as in me youth. the black mountains in wales, or more specifically hay bluff has always been the go to place in these parts but this year despite the best efforts of mrs tbd and meself and hours of walking we found 15 and that's over 2 visits separated by a few weeks. fucking bizarre. we've put it down to the long dry summer, but still, it's been a lot wetter recently and no frosts but still nowt. last year me brother picked hundreds off warkworth cricket pitch, this year nowt. best place i ever picked was opposite the moorcock pub at waskerley, thousands and thousands of the little fuckers. there's other mushrooms about, but seemingly no magic ones, bizarre.

I'd liked to have seen that.